Filename
stringlengths 6
32
| URL
stringlengths 36
65
| Content
stringlengths 0
848k
|
|---|---|---|
thrilling.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/thrilling.txt | This was the first event in our swinging lifestyle that lead us down the path to a long and satisfying sex-sex life, sharing our bodies with others.BILLIE: It's quite shocking to look at the events of the past few years and realize just how much our sex lives have changed. I had tried to interest Selena in the idea of swinging for some time, but she had always refused, saying that she'd cut off my prick before she saw me have sex with another woman.To be honest, I'd always thought I'd be the loser there as Selena had always been the picture of virtue, a model housewife and devoted to our children. However, things changed when I started to bring sex magazines home to spice up our rather boring sex life. I read out some of the stories relating to husbands watching their wives fuck with other men and I noticed a reaction in Selena. She would masturbate with her vibrator as I read these stories and she began to get really excited and came off more forcefully than usual.Eventually I plucked up the courage to ask if she fantasised about being the wife in the stories and, very demurely, she sort of agreed. I pushed home my advantage and asked her whether she would have sex with another man whilst I watched. She looked very concerned but I told her that I wasn't interested in another woman, just watching her getting fucked would be sexy enough for me.SELENA: Well, at first I was stunned. Imagine it, me having sex with a stranger in front of my hubby! My staid upbringing said 'no' but I knew that I was a bit of a sexual disappointment to Billie so I thought things over. Again, I was worried about the kids finding out but Billie said that we could easily send them away for a weekend in order to make things happen.Still, I wasn't convinced. I mean, who would fancy a 36 year old housewife and where and how would I find a mate. Billie reassured me that my body was in good shape and that he could get a contact magazine so that I could pick out a man.I wavered, and I said that I hadn't got any really sexy clothes to wear. Boy, like a shot Billie said that I could have unlimited funds to get kitted out with new sexy clothes. So, within the week, he brought home a contact magazine and I went into town to do my shopping. Skimpy, see-through 'G' strings, suspenders, seamed stockings, mini-skirts and ridiculously high-heeled shoes were all bought. We studied the 'form' in the magazine but I decided that Billie should choose my lover for me. To my surprise, he went for a 20 year old West Indian whose picture showed a man with a dream physique and a long prick.BILLIE: Selena agreed with my selection and so I wrote to the young man to set up a date. Steve rang back within two weeks and I took the call. We set a date and I broke the news to Selena.The agreed weekend soon came around and the kids were packed off to their grandparents. Selena got herself ready and what a sight greeted me as she came into the living room. Gone was my demure housewife and in her place was this desirable, sexy woman. A mini-skirt barely covered her stocking tops and she teetered around in her high-heeled sandals.Just then Steve arrived, looking even more handsome than in his photo. Soon we were sitting around drinking and the talk got sexy. Steve said that he regularly 'serviced' housewives whilst their husbands watched. And then Steve and Selena were kissing; deep French kisses, with Steve's tongue entering my wife's mouth and Selena responding enthusiastically. Soon his hands were all over her and within a minute she was stripped down to her undies, her 42" tits bulging from her skimpy bra.Steve then undressed and we were treated to the sight of an enormous Black cock. It was twice the size of mine and I did feel some jealousy as I noticed my wife's eyes feast upon this young man's weapon.Then he was between her legs and her knickers were ripped away as his prick nudged up to her juicy entrance. It was then that I realized that he wasn't wearing a condom and I pointed this out.SELENA: Yes, and that suddenly bothered me too as I wasn't 'protected.' However, Steve was adamant that he only went 'bareback' and told me that he would pull out at the critical point. I believed him but Billie wasn't convinced and tried to insist on Steve wearing a sheath. But unheeding, Steve leaned forward and his beautiful Black cock edged into my wet and unbelievably willing hole.Then I was cumming like never before and I crossed my legs behind Steve's back as his entire length was forced into my fuck-tube.BILLIE: What a sight! Selena was moaning like never before and her stockinged-legs were tightly wrapped around Steve's back, with her high heels pointing up towards the ceiling. And her language was so filthy. She had never said such words in our lovemaking. 'Fuck me, you bastard. Stick it up me hard, harder.'SELENA: Oh it was heaven, with Steve so strong and so much bigger than Billie. I really felt that I was being fucked, being really fucked. Usually Billie is so gentle and I was realizing that I needed to be fucked, not made love to. And then Steve's thrusts got more urgent and he said that he would have to pull out. I wasn't having any of that and I crossed my legs even more tightly around him and pulled him down into a deep wet kiss as he exploded inside me, filling me up with his spunk. I looked across to see Billie's reaction. He was stunned, and I was pleased with this and decided to taunt him just a little more.I told him that if he was worried about Steve's spunk then he had better get between my legs and lick me clean. I added that that was all he was useful for anyway!BILLIE: I was amazed at Selena's reaction, but for some reason I did as she bid, getting between her legs and lapping at her sticky, slimy cunt as Steve and she kissed passionately. Then Selena pushed me towards Steve's lap and told me to get him ready for her again. I knew what she meant and even complied with this request. Soon Steve was hard again and my wife took his massive cock into her mouth and sucked him off, drinking down his sperm when he came in her mouth.I had the most intense cum of my life as I sprayed her heaving breasts.The lovers sucked and fucked the weekend away. It was perhaps the most exciting time of my life. Selena's too.END |
heather.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/heather.txt | I was fucking Heather on the couch. She lay sprawled back, with her ass hanging off the edge so she could thrust back at me as I pushed my dick in and out of her shaved cunt. The landing strip of pubic hair, about an inch wide, rose from her clit, glistening with our juices. Her b-cup tits barely shook as she shoved her cunt onto my dick, grinding and groaning aloud as she came. Her tight little pussy squeezed me in waves as she rocked her slit. Her hands were on her nipples, flicking them. My balls tightened and I buried my dick in her and came in fire hose spurts. "Oh, shit that's good fucking." I slowly fucked her as my dick finished spurting, more cum than I'd shot since I was a teenager. Finally I pulled out, a string of heavy cum following my dick out as I withdrew. Heather grabbed my dick and pulled me forward, to lick my cum and her juices from my dick. She pushed the foreskin back and licked the head, then took an inch or two in her mouth. Finally I had to pull back as the sensitive head started to complain."Pull your knee's back, baby. I'm gonna clean you up."With her ass still hanging off the couch she pulled her legs back and up until she was totally open to me, tucking her knees under her elbows. I bent down and licked her open pussy, lapping up my heavy ropes of cum as they trickled out. As I was doing that I felt a tongue licking at my asshole, then a finger pushed in. I put a finger in Heather's cunt as I licked at her clit. She was just cumming again as I felt her father replace his finger with his dick, pushing it into my ass in one smooth shove. I licked up the last of my cum as it gushed out of her with her orgasm, then focused on the great fucking I was getting.Roger has a great dick, even bigger than my 8-incher, and watching me fuck his thirteen year old daughter always made him rock hard. I still flicked my tongue on her pussy from time to time, but mostly I worked my ass on his dick, slamming backwards to get all of him in me. After about ten minutes of fucking my dick started to rise, aided by Heather. She had moved so she could jack me off as her dad fucked me. Once I started to rise she got under me and started sucking my dick. I got hard, but my balls were so drained there was no chance I would cum anytime soon."My turn, Daddy," Heather announced once she was satisfied that my dick was fully resurrected. Roger pulled his dick out of my ass, and I moved to the couch. Heather straddled me, facing out, and as I held her ass cheeks open Roger guided my dick into her ass. Once the head was seated at her rosebud she dropped like a rock onto my dick, burying my rod in her ass, and immediately beginning what would be a continuous orgasm as long as my dick was in her.Her legs were folded back onto the couch, and she used them to rise up and down, juice from her cunt running down our legs. After watching his daughter take my dick up her ass for a few minutes Roger moved into position and resumed fucking me in the ass. I was unable to move as the two of them fucked me. Every time Roger went in I felt his dick hit my prostate, and every time that the two of them were buried at the same time I had a dry nut, orgasming without any cum. Finally I passed some point and I began to feel it in my balls. I squeezed Roger's dick in my ass and thrust up into Heather's ass while holding her hips in place so I could root all the way in, and came in one long fiery draught of lava cum. Heather, who seemed near to passing out from ecstasy, rose off my dick, and with a grace only a thirteen year old girl could have managed, turned around in place, and presented her ass to her father. "Lick my ass, Daddy!" she commanded him. I couldn't see him, with her in the way, but I felt his rhythm falter, and then his body shift as he leaned forward, apparently doing as she ordered. This was huge. He had always refused to touch her, though she begged him to fuck her after she fucked me, and the other men I knew she had fucked in front of him.She thrashed in place as he licked her asshole, cleaning my cum from her. Her long dishwater-blonde hair whipped around, as I held her delightful tits in my hands, while working my ass against that wonderful dick fucking me in the ass. Finally I felt Roger's dick swell, and he slammed into me and held it balls deep as he came in my ass.When the moment was over his whole body went limp and he sort of fell backwards. "Oh, shit. You made me cum so fucking hard, baby." I knew that he wasn't talking to me, but to Heather. "Daddy, you won't let me suck your dick, so I'm gonna taste your cum the only way I can," and she moved into place and began licking my asshole. After the ravaging I'd just taken, her sweet little tongue on my ass was like a balm. "Push the cum out of your ass, Richard," and I did. As each dollop rolled out she licked it into her mouth. "Oh Daddy, you taste so good. When are you going to let me suck your dick and fuck you? I HAVE to have your dick in my ass! Wouldn't you like to feel another man's dick inside me as you fuck me, instead of just watching? I know you want to. After everything we've done, why not do EVERYTHING!""Baby, I can't say no any longer. Yes, I want to fuck you. Yes, I want you to suck my dick. Yes, I want to eat your pussy. But eating you is the only thing I'm gonna be able to do for at least an hour." Roger was beaten. He'd tried to be half a pervert, but his daughter's desires were stronger than his will."No, Daddy, that's not the only thing you can do. All the times you've fucked Richard, you've never sucked his dick, though he's sucked yours many times.""Heather, he can't suck my dick right now, I'm totally fucked out.""Well, then there's another dick he can suck, to get it ready to fuck me, and then he can eat my pussy while I get fucked."My god, the girl's insatiable!"Heather, we're alone here, there's no one else to play.""Dave, you can come in now."There was a shocked look on Roger's face, and I'm sure on mine too. Dave is Roger's fifteen year old son, and the one who originally roped me into Heather's sex games. Dave came into the den, having been hidden just around a corner in the hall, certainly watching when it was safe. He was naked, and erect. His dick was shaped almost exactly like his father's, only slightly smaller, but uncut. He walked over, directly in front of Roger, who was sitting on the floor, and pushed his dick into his father's mouth. With no hesitation Roger cupped his son's balls with one hand, and swallowed the dick. I don't think he'd ever sucked dick before, but he went at it like he had wanted to forever.Heather came and sat next to me on the couch. She lightly stroked my dick as she watched her father suck her brother's dick. In a casual tone she said, "I've been teaching Sara."My dick jumped in her hand. "What have you been teaching her?""Everything. She's a real natural, just like me last year, when I was twelve. It's a great age, you're just getting pussy hair and tits, and fucking is this brilliant new thing.""And she's fucking?""No, so far she just sucks dick and eats pussy. She's saving fucking for someone special""And who would that be?""Don't be stupid, Richard. Of course its you. Every young girl wants to fuck her father."Oh, and Jane likes to eat young pussy while getting fucked.""Not Sara's!" I asked, finally shocked."No. Jeez sometimes you really are slow. Me, dummy. She eats me while Dave fucks her. And she loves to watch me suck Dave. I'm sure she'd eat Sara if she knew it was possible."She jumped up and went over to her father. "Isn't his dick great, Daddy! My turn now." She pulled Dave by the hip so that his dick came out of Roger's mouth, grabbed his shaft, and led him over to the couch. Pushing him down next to me she quickly straddled him as she had me earlier, in a reverse cowgirl, and stuffed his dick into her cunt. Bouncing up and down on him, she pulled her cunt lips open, exposing her clit. "C'mon Daddy, you've got some work to do."Almost in a trance he walked over on his knees, grasped Heather by the thighs and sucked her clit into his mouth. Sucking, nibbling, licking, and from time to time licking Dave's shaft as it went in and out of Heather's pussy. As I watched, incredibly my own dick began to show signs of life. I couldn't help thinking of Sara in that position, and my own child bride, Jane, eating her pussy as a young stud fucked her.Heather was in a non-stop orgasm. She finally had her father. "Daddy, are you hard yet. Tell me your dick is hard for me!""Oh, yeah, I'm hard, as hard as I've ever been in my whole fucking life.""Then fuck me now, Daddy, fuck me!"Roger backed up, stood up and tried to pull Heather off of Dave. "No, Daddy. Both of you. Stick your dick in me and fuck me and rub against Dave's dick."Roger moved closer and rubbed his dick against her wet pussy to lube it up, then pushing Dave's dick down he forced the head into the small opening it created. "Yes, Daddy, yes!" He pushed and his dick slid into her cunt while her brother's dick was already in it. I'd seen such things on porno DVD's, but this was live, a thirteen year old girl, and her father and brother! Despite how much I'd already cum, my dick was hard again. As the two continued to fuck her I maneuvered so I could rub my dick against her lovely soft titties. Watching her fuck double stuffed, my mind picturing Sara, I came on Heather's tit, right on the pink puffy mound of her nipple. I leaned over and sucked her nipple and my cum into my mouth, and bit it not too gently. Heather, who'd already been in a state of continuous orgasm, flushed, screamed, and came gushing all over the two dicks stuffed in her. Her cunt gripped them so tight that they came instantly, cum shooting into her and flooding out with no room at the inn.They all collapsed in a heap, Heather was finally fucked out.END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 42 |
fugitive.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/05/fugitive.txt | |
wifesfirstorgasm.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/wifesfirstorgasm.txt | A true story never told before. I married one of the most beautiful girls in my area. She had long blonde hair slim 104lbs five foot four nice legs good hips and ass, known to her I had a bi side, she had small tits you cannot have everything, and throughout our married life her looks got better.Unknown to her, I had a bi-sexual side, after twenty years of boring sex between us; same thing every night, I started to fantasize about her having sex with other men. What I did was, I began to ask her if she ever imagined having sex with a another man. I told her that I kept imagining her in a threesome with me and another guy. She of course, would not here of it. But after years of me going on about it, and a lot of argument, she finally gave in and told me she'd only do it with someone she liked.I couldn't start too soon. We started cruising dogging and bi-meeting places. On our third night out cruising we met Martin a quite young man about twenty five years old and really handsome. He talked to my wife, and reassure, we arranged to meet him the following Friday. I could not wait to meet up with Martin, I wanted a piece of him too. That week went by slowly.Friday came; my wife was dressed up, she would not dress like a tart as I wanted her to do, but she was smart as if going for a job.We got into the car and off we went to the meeting place. Martin was waiting for us. He came over to the car and got in the back seat without a word. My wife asked me if I still wanted her to do it with him. I reassured her that I really wanted her to. So hesitantly, she got into the back with Martin and they started kissing. He began to take her clothes off and had her naked in no time.I sat in the front seat in the dark and Martin played with my wife's tits and then moved down to her pussy. I was immensely excited watching a stranger feeling up my woman. My cock was about to blow its load!Martin worked on her body for about ten minutes before he started to undo his belt he put my wife's hand down his jeans. Her blue eyes opened wide in surprise as his cock jumped out! What a beautiful cock he had. Eight inches of smooth man meat quivering in the cool night air. Martin didn't hesitate, he moved her into the doggy position across the back seat to fuck her. He moved up behind her. Then he surprised both of us, blowing my mind. He asked me to put him in my wife's pussy. He wanted me to start it out, that way there would be no doubt in my wife's mind that I was okay with this.I reached over the seat back, straining to get at his cock, it felt great as I pulled back the foreskin and rubbed it over my wife's cunt. With my other hand I opened up her cunt lips and guided his big fat slippery cock into her cunt soaked slit. Even though she is a small woman, she had no problem taking his massive tool into her, both of them were so sopping wet that he just smoothly slid in. Then there was no way to stop it, he fucked her like she was a bitch in heat and my wife pushed back at him with this look on her face like she was being fucked for the first time. Her breathing came in gasps and he was grunting with each hard deep thrust into her.I came twice watching them fuck. Martin came too, but my wife didn't. She never did, but she was a good fuck anyway. If you're beautiful enough, it really doesn't matter if you're totally into it or now, just the beautiful body can be enough to get a man off.We set up a meeting with him the following week. Martin gave me his phone number and was eager to continue our relationship. We took to meeting up with him each week. We continued to meet at night and fuck in the car for the next five weeks. We'd started to do my wife from both ends, me in her mouth and him in her cunt from behind. I'm a lot smaller than Martin so this worked out pretty well.We were on our way to meet him one Friday night when he phoned and told me he was with a mate who had a Caravan and they were parked outside a well known lorry park and would I bring my wife. I told him I wouldn't tell her about this development but would just bring her and hope she'd go along with it.We traveled about ten minutes more than usual and she asked me where we were going. I told her that Martin was at a different lorry park. We finally arrived and I pulled up at the far side of the lorry park. Martin had seen us came over took her by the hand. She seem to trust him... if only she knew.My wife followed Martin without saying anything. We walked across the lorry park. A few lorry drivers flashed their lights at us playfully. When we got to the Caravan Martin introduced us to Enzo who's Caravan it was. Enzo was about sixty-five, good looking for his age.My wife know what this was but didn't say anything - to my relief - we all sat making small talk when Martin started kissing my wife and snuggling up to her. He told her Enzo was going to fuck her as well tonight. She looked at him and said she wasn't sure about sex with other men outside our threesome. Martin reassured her that Enzo was okay, that he was a good friend and if the ladies were telling the truth about him he was quite a stud when it came to sex. My wife said that they'd need to wear condoms and they were both okay with that.Martin and Enzo both started to take their clothes off, then they both stripped my wife. Then Enzo went down on her. It was quite a sight, she was on the camp bed in the caravan with her knees raised and her shapely thighs hiding his bobbing head and the naked man went to town on her slit with his mouth. I could see that Enzo's cock was hard and told Martin as it was his caravan he should get first turn.Enzo's cock was not the size of Martin's but thick at the root then thin like a finger at the top. I watched as it slipped into my wife's willing cunt and he fucked her good for a man his age, calling her his bitch as he fuck her. Finally he shot his load after about ten minutes and then Martin took his place and fucked her.Martin was still fucking her after twenty minutes when a knock came at the door of the Caravan. As I was the only one with clothes on I answered the door. I opened it a little bit and peeked out to see a lorry driver standing there. I asked him what he wanted. The man said that he'd seen us come over and had seen the vehicle rocking and he wondered if he could get into the action. I asked my wife, who was underneath Martin with her legs spread. She looked over with hooded eyes at the man. He was maybe twenty one and quite good looking, with one of those tans that probably went all the way down his body. She said in a panting voice, "Fist let's see what he's got in his pants, then I'll decide."I told the driver to drop his pant so my wife could see his junk. He willingly undid his overalls and out sprang a good eight and half inches of bobbing cock. My wife looked at it and said, "He'll have to wear a condom." I let him in I locked the door. Martin was still fucking my wife vigorously. The lorry driver stripped and sat next to the fucking couple reaching down and caressing my wife's body as Martin blew his load into her.I bent down and took the new man's dick in my mouth, "to clean it" it was the hardest cock I had ever seen, it was like a iron bar. He pushed my head from his cock and said, "Okay, he's done, I'll have a go now."My wife, still lying on the bed, legs spread, handed the young man a condom. He slipped it on and turned her around in one move. I watched as he pulled the rubber off and threw on the floor. With one smooth move shoved his cock in her cunt to the hilt. He then worked his cock like a piston in and out, in right out, all the way to the lips then back in again. I'd never seen anything like it before, he fuck as if he was a machine with one intent, to cum in a woman. None of said anything. Within five minutes he had my wife screaming and coming the first time she had come with a cock in her in thirty years of sex. It was quite a sight to see, she went ridged, her cunt was moving as if on its own volition up and down his steel shaft. They both came together for what seemed a full minute. She gasped that she need something to drink and a rest. The guy pulled out of her and flopped down beside her. Her legs were open and her cunt and his cock both steamed in the cool evening air. Cum was oozing out of my wife's cunt but she didn't seem to notice or maybe after the orgasm she'd just been given, she didn't care.As Martin, Enzo and I watched the new guy, whose cock was still hard picked my wife up and positioned her on the bed and stuck thrust back into her pussy and fucked her for twenty more minutes before cumming again. Never saying a word, he wiped his cock over her lips then grabbed her pants wiped his cock dry. Then he said, "Man, what a fucking slut!" Then he walked out.(My wife told me after we got home that he'd given her, her first orgasm and she would have done anything he asked her to do.)No sooner had the lorry driver left than Enzo was down cleaning out her cunt. He was lapping it up the three of us started to lick her too.Then another knock came at the door we thought the guy had thought better of leaving and had returned. I opened the door a little bit to see another strange lorry driver standing there. I asked him what he wanted and he said his mate had sent him over for a fuck. Enzo said to let him in, but my wife said no. But no one listened to her, we guys were hoping for another show like we'd just had.We stood back, my wife still naked on the bed. This time no one said anything about a condom. The new guy, about the same age as the last one, but not as handsome, took his cock out and he climbed on top of my wife and began fucking her fast and furiously. The young Lorry driver came in my wife with a great groan of satisfaction and after catching his breath he pulled out, leaving a wet slimy mess. He wiped his dick off with a towel and as he left he said, "What a fucking slut. Robbie was right about that." And he was gone. Enzo was now calling her a slut too. My wife was exhausted and I think she didn't want to be called a slut anymore, but at the same time I think she liked it. I know later after we got home she told be that she wanted to do it again next Friday.So I'll be getting my wish, I'll get to see my wife with other men. I just hope I don't get tired of it because it looks like my wife won't be for some time to come.END |
neighborlyduty.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/neighborlyduty.txt | Anne glanced at the teenage boy across the fence looking over. He was their neighbor and every time her or her daughter went out too get a suntan in their bathing suits, the little runt was always at the fence staring at them. She was furious at him. June, her daughter, was in town at the moment as she tried to ignore him. When she heard him whistle, she finally had enough. She turned around and sat up."Go somewhere else you brat or I'm going to tell your mommy on you. Maybe she'll spank your ass," she yelled.The kid disappeared so she assumed she scared him off. Pervert she thought lying back on her stomach on the lawn chair. Probably came in his pants looking at her loving tan. She was getting wet with the thought of the brat masturbating his cock looking at her.She had just started drifting off to sleep when she felt something heavy land on her back pinning her flat on the chair. She felt her bottom half of her bikini being pulled down below her ass cheeks as she struggled to grab them."Beat my ass will you bitch. Take this. And this." A voice above was yelling."Oww! Ow!" Anne screamed and cussed as she realized the brat was on her back pinning her hands to her side. She kept swinging her hands back trying to find something to grab of pinch but her was to high up."Oww! You bastard!" she screamed.Her ass was starting to hurt from the slaps as she could only lay there and curse at him. "When I get up, I'm going... Oww! Damnit that hurt!" She yelled.The kid just kept slapping as she realized the futility of her position and started to plead with him offering him food or money."When I get done with your ass bitch you be giving me both," he laughed and continued slapping her cheeks.Anne was in tears, her ass was on fire and her pleads were falling on deaf ears."Stop," she begged. "I'll do anything you want. Please stop.""Beg to suck my cock bitch!" he shouted."Yes anything. I'll suck your cock." She lied."Beg bitch.""Please let me suck your cock. Please." She begged.Anne felt the weight lift off her back and saw the brat grinning at her from the side as she noticed he was undoing his zipper. She got up as fast as possible and tried to make a run for the house but the bikini bottoms were at her ankles and tripped her. She fell hard to the ground on her tits and felt the brat weight on her back again."Lie to me bitch will you. You'll pay dearly for that." He yelled.She felt his cock at her ass crack and then his hand down there guiding it to the entrance of her asshole."Nooooooo," she screamed as she felt it on her puckered hole. She tried to knock him to the side as she felt it enter her asshole and she screamed out in pain. He wasted no time forcing it through the entrance and halfway in her asshole in two pushes. She lay trying to catch her breath pleading with him as he continued to push it in till it was fully in. She had only been fucked in the ass twice by her ex as she tried to loosen her ass muscles to lessen the pain. As soon as it started to subside, she felt him pull three fourths out and ram it back in as she screamed again. He continued his onslaught as she laid on the ground in desperation. The pain had ceased and she found herself getting wet. She had never enjoyed being fucked in the ass but it had been so long and it was started to feel so good. She found herself pushing back to help him ram her ass. She needed to cum soon."Enjoying it bitch," she heard him from below and felt him grab her hair pulling it back."Yes, fuck my ass. Fuck my asshole!" She yelled."You're my bitch now. I'm your master," he whispered in her ear."Yes master fuck my ass. Please keep fucking it. I'm close to cumming!!" She screamed back.Anne felt the brat drop her hair and slide his cock out of her ass as she pleaded with him to put it back in."Now you can suck my cock bitch, he said. Clean it. Get on your knees bitch." He demanded.Anne hated herself as she rose up on her knees and put his cock in her mouth. She needed it inside her again as she slowly rocked her mouth up and down on his shaft. His cock was well developed for his age and she wanted every bit on it in her."That it bitch. Suck it like the dog you are. Wag that fat ass of yours to show me you like it." He taunted her.Anne started wiggling her ass from side to side as she continued to suck on his cock."Good bitch," he remarked, shoving his cock faster and faster in her throat. "I'm going to shoot my cum up that big mouth of yours bitch."Anne wanted to scream no. She needed it in her pussy bad but she felt the first load shoot down the throat of her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could to keep from choking."I see you're having fun with the neighborhood slut Johnny." A voice was heard. "I couldn't help but to film it from the window. It was quite a show."Anne tried to turn her head to the side but the kid had a tight quip on her hair. She knew it was the brat mom Joan from the voice. She felt like a whore on her knees before him with his mother looking at her. And she even filmed it."I see you need a few pointers on how to treat a slut," Joan continued, "and decided to come over and help out.""Let mommy show you the proper way to control a slut," Joan said.Anne felt Joan behind her and then a sharp pain in her cunt as she screamed out with the cock still in her mouth. Joan had grabbed her cunt and had it in a pinch grip. The pain was intolerable."See son. Just grab their cunt like this and they'll obey your every wish." Joan told him. "Won't you slut?""Yesssssss. YES!" Anne screamed out as the cock popped out of her mouth."Good. Johnny turn around. I think it time you gave her a real treat. Pull your pants down." Joan continued. "That's it. She always showing off her ass and I think it's time she admires yours. Get your face in there slut and get a good look. Be sure to lick it. I want to hear him enjoying your worship of his ass or I'll pinch this big clitty of yours right off."The pain in Anne's cunt hurt like hell as she realized she couldn't escape from the two of them. She looked at the hairy ass just inches from her face as she lean forward and slowly started licking slowly on his ass."Between the cheeks slut," Joan yelled. "Put that slut face of yours where it belongs."She pinched harder on Anne's clit as Anne started licking his asshole faster. He was moaning from above and wiggling his butt on her face as she continued to probe his asshole with her tongue. She knew he was getting very close to cumming."Enough slut. I want him to cum in your fat mouth." Joan yelled. "Help me move her to the lawn chair Johnny."Joan grabbed Anne by the hair while Johnny grabbed her arm. They took her bra off and used it and her bottom half to tie her feet and hands to the chair while lying on her stomach."Much better," Joan said. "Now she can get her tan and put that nasty mouth of hers to work at the same time. Donny, I heard a car drive up. I'm going inside to see if that is the slut daughter. Why don't you entertain the cunt here and put her mouth to work."Use this," she said, giving him a switch she found on the ground. "Beat her ass with it if she disobeys anything you tell her. She got plenty of ass back there to beat."Joan pinched Anne's ass as she got up and Anne yelled in pain. "See you later dearly; right now I'm going to take care of that cunt daughter of yours. I bet she has one sweet little ass." Joan remarked."Please," Anne cried out, as Johnny shoved his cock in her mouth again."Lick it slut," Johnny said, striking her ass with the switch. "Get it hard again and I may shove it up that hot cunt of yours."Anne sucked on the cock in her mouth fearing what June may be going through in the house. She had her own troubles right now and she didn't want that switch on her ass again. She sucked as he pushed his cock in and out her mouth without any regards to her situation. She hated herself but she was horny again dripping on the chair trying to get it as hard as she could so he would fuck her. Damn it tasted so good.Anne felt Donny shoot his load in her mouth as she swallowed as fast as she could. Her cunt needed it so bad, the bastard. It was his second load. Surely he couldn't cum again.Donny was laughing at her. "Sorry slut, your mouth was just to good. Guess you'll just have to wait till I get horny again." He removed his cock from her mouth, as Anne looked on disappointed. Sitting by the side of the lawn chair, he reached under and found her nipples through the holes in it and pulled them between the nylon straps below. Her tits were pinched between the materials. "Guess I'll milked these jugs of yours while you tan that hide for a while," he laugh, tweaking and pulling the nipples as Anne whined in pain."Please master fuck me," she screamed. "I'll be good. I promise.""Maybe later," Johnny replied, continuing to pull on the tender nipples as she wiggled on the chair. "In a minute, I think I'll take a ride on my bitch. Wouldn't that be fun?""Yes Master. Anything. Just fuck me afterwards this time." Anne screamed. "Oww! That hurts!"Johnny finally tired of her nipples and reached back pulling her cunt hairs slightly as Anne begged him to shove his finger in her twat."Does my bitch want to ride me around the yard?" he laughed."Yes master," Anne replied quickly hoping to be untied from the uncomfortable chair.Johnny untied her legs and then pulled the bikini panties over her head and through the leg hole. This should make a good rein, he said, untying the arms. Dragging her off the chair by the panties, he pushed her on all fours on the grass and sat astride her back. Ride bitch, he yelled striking her ass with the switch still in his hand.Anne started crawling around the yard with the brat on her back hitting her sore ass again and again with the switch. He was very heavy but the switch was motivating her to move faster as she crawled. Despite the pain, her cunt was even getting hornier that before and she needed to please him as best as she could if she wanted it up her cunt. By the time they made a trip around the yard, she saw Joan standing outside the backdoor with June naked at her side. She had June's tit in her hand groping it tightly. As she walked her around, she saw June's ass was bright red and a hairbrush was protruding out of her asshole. When they neared, Joan continued to lead her to the lawn chair as Anne watched Joan lay back on the chair as June got to her knees between her legs and bent her head down in her crotch. Anne kept crawling forward with the switch still hitting her butt till she had a close up view of June lapping Joan's cunt. She didn't think her daughter would be that easy to be dominated but then again, she didn't think she would have either."I see you'll taken the slut out for a ride," Joan told them as they approached. "Didn't take as long as I thought to tame this cunt and teach her who was boss." She grabbed June's hair and pushed her face deeper in her crotch. "Get that tongue of yours inside my cunt slut, she yelled, or I'll take that brush out of your ass and use it on your butt again."Anne could see June was struggling to get her tongue deep in Joan's hairy cunt and somehow she was getting excited watching. She felt Johnny push her head to the grass and getting off her back move behind her."Time to fuck you bitch," he yelled, putting his cock at the entrance to her cunt and shoving it all the way in with one push."Yeessss," Anne screamed fuck my cunt master. "Fuck it hard." She rocked back and forth on his cock helping him force it deeper and deeper in her twat. It felt so good to finally have it in.Anne continued to rock back and forth on Johnny's cock till it went limp inside her. She knew he had already come twice and was wiggling her ass and everything else trying to keep it hard. She barely came when it went so limp it fell out of her cunt much to her disappointment."Please master," she begged, "let me suck it till it hard again.""Later slut," Donny ignored her. Getting up, he walked over to where June was licking his mother cunt."Hon, slap this slut ass. This is the poorest excuse of a cunt lapper I have ever seen." Joan told him as he approached.Johnny started slapping June's ass around the brush as she started yelling in Joan's cunt in protest. He took no mercy slapping her already redden cheeks."Oh, that's better," Joan said. "I'll let you have a turn with her later. Right now I'm going to cum all over that ugly face of hers. Why don't you rinse that dog of yours with the hose over there and take her in. I'll be in there shortly so we can have some fun with the cute little things."Johnny pointed at the water hose. "Crawl over there slut," he yelled at Anne. He gave her a quick kick to her ass to get her moving faster. "I don't have all day to waste on that big ass of yours."Anne had to remain on all fours as Johnny poured the cold water all over her body, shaking from the chill."Now get in slut. I'm going to enjoy going through your drawers and seeing what nasty little toys you've been hiding." He said.Anne quickly crawled towards the back door with her master striding along behind probing her ass cheeks with his foot several times till she went inside. He told her to crawl to her bedroom, which she obeyed and watched as he opened her drawers going through her private stuff. It didn't take long before he found the dildo she hid in there for emergencies."What have we here slut?" He asked. "Been naughty lately? Bet you been working that worthless cunt of yours for hours at night with this. Guess what. I'm going to show it a new hole it can play with. Turn around slut and get your ass up. There's a lonely hole this toy belongs in."Anne slowly turned around putting her head to the floor and reaching back spread her ass cheeks apart knowing what was going to come next. Her favorite dildo that she treasured and loved was now going to be rammed up her big ass. She clenched her teeth as she felt it at the entrance and moaned as it forced it way inside till it was fully inserted."Looks like it likes it there slut." He said. "Don't let it drop out or I'll make you clean it before I put it back where it belongs."Anne and Johnny heard voices in the living room and knew Joan and June must have come back in."Come on bitch," Johnny yelled at her. "I want to play with that slut of yours."Anne started to get up but felt a hard slap on her ass driving the dildo deeper in her butt hole. She yelled in pain."On all fours bitch," Johnny yelled. "Crawl like the dog you are."Anne followed Donny out the room as they went in the living area where Joan was having fun with June. Joan was making June practice her cheerleading routines with two fingers shoved up her asshole. June was jumping and squealing each time she came down as the fingers drove deeper and deeper in her butt."Wow mom. She is good," Johnny exclaimed walking in. "Just wanted to see if she could do anything other than lick pussy," Joan laughed. Had to give her some incentive of course. Anytime you want to shove your cock up her ass, I think she will be ready."Johnny laughed and sat down on the sofa as Anne crawled forward to sit on her hunches at his side."Why don't you work on my slut here while I test her mouth," Johnny asked. "Her butt is already plugged with her favorite toy I found in the bedroom.""Lovely," said Johnny's mother. Grabbing June by the hair and her fingers still in her ass, she led her over to him and bent her down till she swallowed Johnny's cock. Withdrawing her fingers, she snapped her fingers at Anne."Come her bitch. Time to show us some new tricks." She yelled.Anne slowly crawled over afraid of the bigger woman."Let's start with rolling over," Joan smiled. "No not on your side. On your head bitch. That's it. Now lift your ass and flip it over your head."Anne pushed with her feet to try to caterpillar her ass over her head. Hallway up, Joan caught her legs pinning her ass straight up in the air. She started swatting it with her bare palm as Anne whined in pain down below. She was pinned and available to whatever Joan wanted to do as she wiggled and screamed as the swats kept raining down on her ass."Next time I snap my fingers bitch, I expect your ass to get moving. Is that understood?" Joan asked."Yes mistress," Anne yelled. Her ass hurt like hell.Joan dropped her legs as her rump hit the floor and Anne screamed from the dildo in her butt. She had little time to relax as she saw Joan standing prone over her face."Time to meet a perfect match for your face," Joan laughed and lowered her ass down on Anne's weeping face down below. "Kiss it all over first and then get your tongue in my lovely asshole," she continued.Anne started planting kissing all over her huge ass as she swayed it back and forth on her face and then settled down with her nose planted deep in her ass crack.She realized that this was going to be her neighborly duty from now on.Just a fantasy, how was yours?Pallidan~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 44 |
discret.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/19/discret.txt | |
leak05.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/leak05.txt | Chapter Five: Bye, Bye, Father. Hello Shame.Laura stood meekly in front of her new governess and between her twin boys. She stood watching and waving timidly, but was unable to smile. She was positive she'd never smile again. She didn't know what to think as her father's car disappeared through a gate in a wall, on the far side of a courtyard. It drove swiftly out of sight and out of existence for Laura. Her heart was broken from having just missed saying good-bye to that strange man.Laura's heart was broken crystal spewed across the floor and people went out of their way to grind it under foot. Though he treated her with complete indifference, he was her father. Sure she'd just met him, and she'd probably not see him again for quite some time, if ever, but she loved him. It was her nature to love without reciprocation. She stood torn and shredded, her stomach tense and bloated with worry over the punishment Thelma had promised her later that evening. Her mind was cornered, mouth incapable of speech, body unable to move. She was a desperate mouse in a convoluted maze, seeking a tiny glimmer of hope, the exit. Suddenly Thelma spun Laura around, bringing them face to face."Miss Paines, listen to me and listen to me well. I will not repeat myself. You are to go up to your room and undress completely," Thelma stated in a sweet but stern voice. She was loud enough for her boys, a strolling couple, some longing individuals, the busybodies, and a few housekeepers to hear. With arrogance and pride, she looked around the room with a smirk on her face and continued. "You will hang your clothes up neatly and stand facing the door, with your arms at your sides. You will not touch anything! You will not make a sound! You will stay perfectly still until I arrive. Do you understand me?" The last word came down with a gavel's finality. Even without looking, Laura saw the people around her and felt them staring in amusement."Yes ma'am," Laura answered, her face bright red with shame, anxiety wrenching her gut. She stood aquiver, wishing she could run away, dart upstairs and disappear into her room. Maybe she could hide from everything, escape this entirely bizarre affair.Thelma turned away, as if allowing Laura to pass and her sons seized the moment. One rouge reached up and grabbed Laura's left breast in his two hands. He squeezed it hard and yanked the older teen to her toes, while pinching and twisting her nipple. At the same instant, the other imp ran a hand up the shocked girl's skirt. He grabbed a handful of her right ass cheek, dug his fingers into the meaty globe and squeezed as hard as his brother. Both tested the girl's resiliency in their own way, nearly lifting the startled female off her feet, as she squealed in reproach.Thelma spun around to find her two sons standing quietly upright, grins on their faces and halos overhead. She found Laura regaining her balance, one hand clutching the sore breast, the other her ass. Laura's eyes glanced around the great foyer, at the laughing onlookers, at voyeurs who'd come to ogle her openly. She felt mortified, until her eyes met Thelma's and her heart stopped, the blood drained from her face and mortification turned to horror. Her arms dropped to her sides and she made to stand tall, though something told her to run. She moved to point, but didn't. She made to speak, to blame, but stayed mute, checking herself before each mistake. The rules dominated the moment, the rules, her nature and the promised punishment."There'll be several more lashes this evening," Thelma said in a severe tone. The couple holding each other tight whispered to themselves in giggling interest. Laura's blood turned cold and she began shivering as tears welled up in her eyes."Now Miss Paines, you will face the boys and apologize to them for attempting to bring them trouble. Then, you will repeat for them, in a clear voice, what it is I've just instructed you to do" Laura stared in wide-eyed disbelief, listening with mouth agape. "And then, you will ask for their permission before leaving." Again Laura couldn't believe her ears, it was all so unbelievable, but she also couldn't disobey. The room was so quiet Laura heard a pin drop to the floor and bounce before rolling to a stop.Laura turned and stood before the terrible boys. Both goaded her with quiet comments while ogling her ripe body. Their eyes were openly devouring her breasts, trying successfully to bring her ever more shame. Laura closed her eyes and in her sweet Southern accent, apologized. Then she was made to repeat herself, a few times. She then forced herself to explain to the monsters what it was she was about to do. Her words caused the boys to begin drooling and the front of their trousers to undulate like bags containing frustrated boa constrictors.After getting the boys' permission to leave, Laura turned to Thelma, who nodded in approval. Almost in a run, Laura passed the enraptured couple, the gloating individuals and giggling housekeepers. The frightened teenager ran off to her room, a degraded, dejected soul.Trembling with anticipation, Laura stood facing the door to her room as Thelma had instructed. She was completely naked, her arms hanging nervously at her sides. She was afraid to move, to speak or even think. All she could see were the glaringly ugly faces of the boys. She still felt their terrible hands on her breast and buttocks. No one had ever touched her like that before.No one had ever been so rude. Their rudeness made her sick and the names they'd called her, the words they'd used to describe her, names and words she had never heard before, upset her to no end. She saw the boys standing in front of her, laughing in her face and goading her into tears. She couldn't understand any of it. Why had Thelma made her ask the boys for permission to leave and why in front of so many others. Why did the boys make her beg over and over again? Why?Laura wanted to put it all out of her mind, pretend it wasn't happening and that everything was as it should be. She wanted to look around her lovely room, at all the pretty things that made it her special place. She wanted to be the princess again. But her mind came full circle, the rules returned, the faces, the hands and the punishment Thelma promised. But no one could be serious about such a terrible thing, not even this strange woman whom she now awaited in the nude. 'No one could be so mean,' Laura pondered. Her thoughts turned to hope just as the door from Betsey's room flew open and cold reality entered like the frigid north wind, slapping her in the face.Thelma entered, slamming the door behind her and came to face the trembling teenager. She nodded in approval and satisfaction at Laura's obeisance. With arrogance and an aura of absolute authority, she crossed the room while casually scanning its prettiness with disdain. Laura watched the woman move to a chair and sit down.Thelma cast a cold unsympathetic eye upon Laura and with a snap of her fingers, motioned the teen to come stand before her. Shaking, Laura obeyed. Thelma looked up at a pristine sixteen-year-old virgin, born for a Victorian era, as pure of heart and mind as ever was conceived. She saw an amply endowed female, with a pair of breasts that dangled from a frail torso like two overly ripened, flesh-colored watermelons. Each was capped with a long pink nipple surrounded by delicate aureole. Here was a fine porcelain doll with a pear shaped belly, deep whorled button and long tapering limbs. Her mons was covered in a blond down fur, through which Thelma could see a pair of dainty flower petal lips and an enlarged, well-developed clitoris. Here was a springtime bud awaiting its first lessons in sweet misery.Without warning, Thelma's arm shot up and her large crude hand grabbed Laura by the crotch. Her fingers rustled through the unsoiled moss, sending the teenager high into the air, up onto her toes. Laura's eyes opened wide in alarm and shock, her mouth opening to protest and scream, but she could only muster little 'ohs'. Her own fingers fanned out, her hands moving and then retreating. Thelma smiled smugly."Miss Paines," Thelma began tersely. "Are you a virgin?""Yes ma'am," Laura muttered just loud enough for Thelma to hear. She imagined answering that question earlier, but that didn't seem to matter. Laura peered down at Thelma, who held her as one might a hand puppet, and listened to the woman's words."Very good. Now I want you to stand absolutely still while I examine you for myself. You're a big girl now and as my charge it is my duty and obligation to familiarize myself with your body. You're now at that age when great temptations arise from dark places. A young lady such as yourself is always in great danger and in need of a mother's protection and advice. "Therefore I am obliged to learn all I can about you. Only then can I help you defend against the evils you are about to encounter. As I've explained, it's improper for you to be touching yourself. You should never touch yourself and I am here to ensure you never do again." Laura looked into the woman's eyes. "Your grandfather would have wanted it this way," Thelma lied. She liked suffocating her victim in layers of confusion.Laura listened, watched, and felt Thelma. She wavered uneasily, tensed and in shock, as a big finger wiggled itself between her thin squishy nether lips. The digit stirred up strangely new emotions, causing a greater wetness and warmth then Laura had ever experienced before. Thelma studied the teen's responses with keen interest."Tell me, tell me truthfully, Miss Paines. Have you ever touched yourself? Have you ever touched yourself in the way I'm touching you now," Thelma asked, knowing the answer. All children needed to explore themselves at one time or another, we all do. But she wished to break Laura down and get inside of her. She wanted to hear Laura confess. She wanted Laura to accept a simple childhood curiosity as a terrible sin. She wanted the teenager to bare her soul and develop a guilt she could manipulate. Laura closed her eyes and bit her lip in confusion."Yes ma'am," Laura whispered with embarrassment. Thelma could sense and feel the girl's shame at being made to admit such a personal, yet innocent secret."I see," Thelma said in a startled tone, acting surprised while playing the shocked, concerned puritan. "Well I never! How disgusting! I was right all along, temptation has already bitten. Oh, I pray to God almighty that I'm not too late. Truly you are in need of my help, poor dear. You have no idea what dangers you've put yourself in." Laura's head was spinning to the hand's exploration and the words of feigned disdain. Thelma was playing her well, using reproach and promises of salvation. "Rest assured it shall never happen again dear, as I, or someone I elect, will see to all your more private daily activities from this day forward. It will be for your own good." Thelma looked up at Laura expecting a proper answer and wiggled her embedded finger to ensure it. "I hope you come to appreciate all the time and effort I am about to spend on your education." Laura stared at the floor completely bewildered, her head spinning, body flashing both hot and cold, and barely caught a bit of drool that seeped from the corner of her mouth."Yes ma'am," she whispered in a bated breath. Thelma was very pleased."One thing we should take care of immediately, is actually a harmless fetish of mine. For reasons you can't possibly understand, I do not tolerate a girl of your stature, under my care, to be adorned with hair. So in a short while" Thelma continued, while keenly aware and quite taken by the arousal her finger was eliciting from the teenager.Though confused and ashamed, Laura began to enjoy openly the hand and its finger. Her body thrilled to a growing electrical storm, while her mind enjoyed a fireworks display. She soon perceived her surroundings as no more than a blur, and heard all words and sounds as simple mumbo jumbo. She accepted everything without question.She stayed up on her toes, a ballet dancer in her hero's arms, swaying slowly, straddling Thelma's large callous paw as it milked her sex. Thelma sported a grin as Laura's weight shifted and her hips moved faster. Soon, Laura was driving her sex around on the rough hand in an ever-increasing frenzy. It was a thrill watching the teenager arouse herself on the palm of Talassio, wiggle onto the deep probing finger of Hymenaeus and its long jagged fingernail. The nail scraped itself deliberately along Laura's imperforate hymen, causing the teen's body to jump and wiggle erotically. Laura, awash in physical and emotional sensations, experienced her first real orgasm. It came from deep inside and was released in a fine spray that drained her essence and coated the hand of her knowledgeable governess.Thelma took her sweet time, allowing her finger to squish around in the tightness. Laura vibrated from an intense, rolling spasm. Together they stirred feminine juices into a thick froth. Thelma watched Laura's face contort to the submission and her own hand coat with warm cream.When the wicked woman finally withdrew her paw from Laura's now sopping sex, the poor girl nearly fell to the floor, its loss leaving her with an aching void. Flushed, weak kneed and exhausted, Laura was kept standing by the strings of Thelma's terse commands. She swayed uneasily, gasping in air, bathed in the heat of newly discovered sensations.Laura struggled to keep her arms and hands from leaving her sides, from rushing to fill the vacuum left by Thelma's missing hand. She wished to continue the unbelievably wonderful pleasures she'd just experienced for the first time in her life. She needed to reach down and feel for herself the moistness, her own juices that now coated the insides of her thighs. She wanted to scratch the itch Thelma left biting her, but for the rules! The rules.To be continued?*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 82 |
exwifesex2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/39/exwifesex2.txt | Chapter 2Although it had been about a month since my last adventure with my ex, I still fantasized about her firm muscular ass, and her 38DD breasts. Those beauties were firm yet pendulous, and shimmered when she moved. They were capped off with bright pink, silver dollar aureoles. Her nipples, when aroused, could expand to the size of pencil erasers. One day, at a local store, I ran into Marcus and a friend of his. Marcus told me how cold Sherri was still being to him. She asked him if I knew that he had put his thick meat into her. I told him no, and that she had not said much to me about the whole event. Well, he asked me if I had tapped her since, and I said no and it probably would not happen again. Marcus's friend, Ed, was a well built black man about 6' tall and weighed 200 very muscular pounds. He said he had a drug we could give her that would make her very passive. I was puzzled. He said he was a psychiatrist, and this was a hypnotic drug used in mental institutions. He explained, "She would remain conscious and remember some of what happened. But, also she would probably think she dreamed the rest of it up.Furthermore, it's not rape. She would just let all of her 'hang ups' go and be willing to do basically anything we asked." I agreed under a few conditions: The first was that I fucked her before any of them penetrated her in any way. The second, only those two would show up. Third, I would be present when they fucked her; and finally, I tell them when to leave. They agreed happily. I told them I would try to think of a reason to go over there this weekend. They said, "Great," and the pursuit was on!! We decided I would drug her and then get her into the hot tub. There, we would just feel her up, kiss her, and get her juices flowing. BUT, no sex of any kind! Then I would take her inside, crack the blinds open and come get them when I finished with her. Ed said that the drug would last about 4-6 hours. So to be safe, if we gave her the drug at 3PM we needed to finish by 7:00.**Saturday could not get here soon enough, I was going to her house about 2 pm on the pretense of hanging some shelves in the garage. My cock was hard the whole ride over. Ed had given me enough of the drug to put in a 12 oz drink, I was only going to get her a 6 oz drink so I had enough for another time, HA! We hung a few shelves, then, I asked her if she was thirsty.She said, "Yeah." I went to the fridge and pulled out a can of diet coke for her and a glass of water for myself. I poured out ½ of the soda and added the drug. When I gave it to her I said that I had spilled part of the can, and this was what was left. Sherri, being Sherri, said, "I hope you cleaned the mess up."I said, "Yes." "I am sure you did not get it all," was her reply. What a bitch! "Go look for yourself," I said knowing full well I poured it down the drain."Don't talk to me like that," she said. "LIKE WHAT?" I retorted. "There you go talking mean and snotty to me. You never learn. You need to communicate better." She snapped.My erection had soon left me, I was pissed. I muttered, "What a bitch," under my breath but not enough under my breath. She took a long drink of her soda and said "You are such a fucking asshole."I replied, "Whatever, - geezz.""Don't geezz me." "Just shut the hell up. Let's finish this last shelf and I will leave," I told her. "FINE, YOU ARE SUCH AN ASS!" was her reply. She took another drink of her pop. At this point I did not really know if I still wanted any piece of her. That personality made it tough to want to screw her. Then, I came to my senses as I thought about that 48 year old body that retained the firmness of youth with the fullness of mature womanhood. I ogled her fine, muscular 5'8" 120lb body with those flat abs, firm ass, and oh, those huge tits. All I could then think about was fucking her brains out, then watching her get fucked.We finished the shelf and I looked at her and said I was sorry she retuned the apology. I held my water up and said "Cheers." She did the same, and gulped the last swallows of her coke. It had now been about 20 minutes since her first drink. From what Ed had told me; the drug should be kicking in. I made an excuse to go upstairs with her and I stalled for another couple of minutes. The plan was, when I got to Sherri's, those two would wait on Marcus's deck and I would wave to them over when she was "ready." Sherri excused herself to go to the restroom; and when she came back up the hall she was very wobbly. I asked if I could use the hot tub and she easily agreed. I then asked her if she wanted to join me, she paused for a second and said, "Ok." "YES!" I thought to myself. I told her I would get the tub ready and asked her if she wanted a glass of wine. "Mmm, wine sounds good."With that, I went outside. Marcus and Ed were on his deck. Sherri's deck is secluded from all her neighbors except Marcus. I waved and smiled they waved back.**She came back outside with a towel wrapped around that hot body. I stood up to see Ed staring her down. She removed the towel and I could see his excitement as he high-fived Marcus. She had on that too small suit that made ¾ of her breasts pop out and wrapped SO tight around her muscular ass and well toned torso. I helped her in the tub. My erection knew it was time for the fun to begin, so I took my shorts off, put them on the deck and went right over to Sherri. My cock rubbed against her muscular thigh and my hand began to massage her right breast. I moved my lips to hers and her tongue went right into my mouth as my tongue burrowed down her throat. Saliva leaked from the corners of my mouth while I kissed her. It was such a hot passionate kiss, I just wanted to ram myself inside her. I knew her pussy was wet, so I asked her to remove her suit. Sherri said, "Ok!" and threw it on to the deck. When I moved close to her, she wrapped her legs around my waist. I was confused, should I fuck her or should I signal the guys over for some fun? I leaned in to her as my hand slipped easily over the wet skin of her huge melons. I rubbed and squeezed her tits as she moaned softly just under her breath, "Mmmmm!" Her nipples hardened and grew until they stuck out almost a ½ inch. I positioned my cock right at the opening of her pussy and asked her, "Put me inside you!" She quickly did so and I pumped her wet cunt hard and deep only about 20 times as I did not want to cum yet. I wanted to take her inside and really fuck her after the boys and I had gotten her really hot. Sherri moaned a few times and then said, "Let's go inside."FUCK, she was eager and willing! Oh fucking Christ, she wanted sex!I said, "Let's just relax a couple of minutes." She agreed. The drug was taking her over. Marcus and Ed did not know I had already been inside her. This was great!I motioned them to come over. They came up the steps and I said "hey." Sherri turned to look at them, and as she was about to say something, I slipped my fingers over her pussy. She froze, and sat low in the tub trying to cover herself. They introduced themselves and asked if they could join us. Sherri said, "NO!" But as I fingered her Ed dropped his shorts. His cock must have been a foot long, not as thick as mine, but, really long. Marcus and his 8 inch cock was sitting on the side of the tub with his shorts still on. It was up to me to make the next move. I told Sherri to relax and that everything would be ok. Ed told Sherri how sexy she looked and Marcus concurred. Sherri looked at Marcus and she said, "You really look familiar, why is that?" That fucker said, "Probably cause I fucking rammed your wet hot pussy about 4 weeks ago: after Greg had fucked you senseless." "WHAT??!!" she replied. Marcus continued, "I was coming out of my house and saw Greg leaving your place. Without thinking, I shut all my keys inside my house. I knocked on the door and you answered it with only a t-shirt on. So I pulled you down into your bedroom and took your shirt off rubbed your wet pussy wet and rammed you with my blacksnake!" At this point Marcus stood up and dropped his shorts Sherri gulped and said she thought that I had come back and was ramming her again. "Hmmm, you want to fuck me again?" Marcus asked her. She gave no response. I told Sherri to stand up. When she did, Ed moved right in. He started massaging her breasts and told her to stroke his cock. She spit on her hands and grabbed hold of his ebony shaft. Then he asked her if she wanted him inside her. She didn't answer. Then Marcus came up behind her and started rubbing his big tool over her ass. I moved beside her and she began stroking my tool. Sherri was really getting into this. I hoped those guys would keep their word on me being the first to enter her.Ed wrapped one of his big black hands around the back aside of her neck and slid his other hand between her thighs. She let out a soft moan when his fingers began to slide inside her. Marcus was still sliding his thick tool up and down her ass. He moved his hands around Sherri's breasts and massaged them. Then he pinched and pulled her nipples as she moaned with drug enhanced pleasure. Ed said "again" to Marcus. He pinched them again, and got another longer moan. "Bitch kinda cum's every time you do that," he said. Marcus kept kneading her massive fun bags, burying his fingers into her soft breast meat while pinching, pulling and twisting the swollen tips. Ed pulled her head to his and was giving her a mouthful of tongue. I could not tell if Sherri resisted cause Ed's big powerful hand was controlling her head and neck. . She was still trying to stroke my cock but it was difficult for her with all the black hands and cocks rubbing her body. I looked down and could see Ed pushing his long middle finger in and out of Sherri's pussy. Every time she moaned or gasped she would squeeze what ever part of me she could. Ed turned to me and said "Marcus tells me you can made her cum by eating her pussy." I said that I could. He laughed and said that "We BIG niggers just want to fuck a white hole. Who cares if they like it we know they will feel it. FUCK their feelings. We are going to ram this bitch from both sides and she won't stop us." Then he told me to eat her cunt. "Get her wet and cumming," he told me.Then I figured it out: They just wanted to fuck and penetrate a white woman. I did not want anybody to treat Sherri like trash. I may have fucked that cunt a few times, but I always cared that she got off as much as possible. I figured if she made me cum I should do at least the same for her. I was now scared.**Ed and Marcus stood on either side of Sherri and held her just above the bubbling water of the tub. Her tits and nipples shone in the dimming light. Her erect nipples turned me on I put my hands under her semi-floating ass, grabbed tight and buried my tongue in her cunt. I held her lower torso up so I could eat her pussy. Meanwhile, they were taking turns burying their tongues in her mouth, sucking her breasts and running any free hands all over her tits, nipples, neck and face. I sucked and tongued Sherri's pussy to orgasm. She arched her back so far and swung her hips side to side so fast I could not believe it. Ed put his hand over her mouth to muffle her orgasmic screams. My hard cock took over my head. I pulled her hips down to where her open wet slit was at a comfortable level with my throbbing manhood. I slowly sank myself into her, as she moaned quietly, "Mmm, oh yes, that feels so good, mmm..."After a couple of thrusts, Ed pushed me back hard against the other side of the tub and said, "There, white boy, you tapped her! We kept our word and now we are going to give her a real reaming." I tried to resist but he and Marcus gave me the, "Do not fuck with us" look. Ed got between Sherri's legs, grabbed her by the hips and gored her with his 12 inch black rod. "OOOOWWWWWW!" Sherri screamed. Ed's large hand immediately went over her mouth. He pulled out and drilled her again and again. Her body heaved every time he pushed inside her. Her breasts poked up, shimmering with the water from the tub. Ed was boning her so hard and fast it; looked like his full 12 inches were invading her. Sherri tried to scream through Ed's hand as her cunt tunnel was being stretched beyond limits. No sound came out as her cheeks puffed out and turned cherry red. Marcus grabbed his thick tool in one hand and held the back of Sherri's head with the other. He began slapping her pretty face with his cock. Then he told Ed, "Here, this will shut her up." Marcus then whispered something in Sherri's ear and then when Ed moved his hand he put his cock into her mouth. "Bitch, I don't want any teeth." he scowled at her. Then a couple of seconds later he said, "Bitch, what did I tell you about the teeth? This'll teach you." With that he shoved Sherri's head under the water and drove his hips into her mouth. He pulled her head up and she was spitting and choking. Marcus said, "Did you learn? No teeth!" Ed laughed and kept pounding her vagina. Marcus then again slid his meat into Sherri's mouth. I could see her straining to get his thickness in and keep her teeth. "Let's get her inside," Marcus told Ed. He agreed. They told me to take her inside, and they would be right in. I laid her on the bed and asked. "Are you OK?" She said, "Yeah, but their size really hurts. I'm so horny I want to do what they say, but it's not enjoyable. Sherri sat up and hugged me tightly as she mumbled, "I want you to make love to me, Greg. You feel so good inside me, you know when to speed up and slow down. And most of all you know how to make me orgasm. As soon as they leave I want you to fuck me. Make love to me like you did a month ago, please!" I laid her back on the bed and slowly pushed my cock inside her very wet pussy. I whispered in her ear, "I would love to make love to you Sherri". With that I pushed all the way inside her. Our pubes and mouths met and soon our tongues were down each others throats. After a brief bout of gentle love making; I forgot about those two niggers and thought they had left. I could feel myself close to orgasm when Marcus and Ed threw me off the bed. Marcus jumped between her legs and said, "Put me inside you, bitch." Sherri reached down and put his cock tip at the opening of her pussy. With that Marcus just shoved his thick black dick inside her. Sherri's whole body tensed, her back arched as she cried out. Marcus withdrew and repeated. With every thrust Sherri cried out and with every thrust Marcus rammed her faster and faster. Ed was standing there stroking his cock with one hand and squeezing her tits with the other. Ed said, "I'm tired of listening to her scream. Move her to the edge of the bed so I can fuck her face."Marcus pulled Sherri's hips to the edge of the bed, placed his large cock again at Sherri's opening and told her to put him inside her. She did so. He only had the tip if his cock inside her and said "watch this". With that he grabbed her hips and ripped inside her. He pulled her towards him with powerful thrusts. "Oh God!" Each time Sherri cried out, he did it again. And she looked like she was ready to pass out from the pain. Marcus then began to speed up his rhythm. Ed finally mounted her face and slid his cock into Sherri's mouth. Marcus continued with his rapid and deep penetrations while Ed shoved almost all of his long dick down her throat. He would make her gag, and slick his cock with gobs of drool that ran down her chin and puddled at the base of her throat.This, of course, turned him on even more. I moved up on the bed and began sucking Sherri's left breast and squeezing the nipple of her other breast. Damn, I wanted to fuck her so badly, my cock felt like it was going to burst. Marcus said he was going to cum. He pushed me aside, withdrew his cock and shot his first load. It flew out of his dickhead and squirted all the way up to between Sherri's breasts. He shot again and again and again, finally stopping but not until he had shot about seven loads of hot sperm. From her breasts to her pussy, Sherri had cum all over her sexy muscular torso and a small, white puddle in her navel. When he finished he muttered, "One more for the bitch," and rammed his cock inside her one more time. He pulled out and rubbed his black boner over his own cum. He literally covered her body with his sperm. He rubbed some on each of her breasts, he smeared his spunk until her whole body from her tits to her cunt shined. He Then, he climbed off, and went into the bathroom. Then Ed cried out and pulled out his cock out of her strained mouth and stroked it until he spewed three or four huge loads over Sherri's face and neck. The tip of his dick oozed a giant drop of cum that had dribbled out of the slit. He painted a glossy trail across Sherri's lips as he pulled away with a long string on cum connecting her lips to his massive rod. My beautiful Sherri had been slimed!I climbed onto Sherri's and drove my cock into her. She was covered in sperm. Her face, neck, tits and torso all had glossy film of dried cum. I was going in and out of her slowly, the way she liked. Ed laughed and said, "Looks like this bitch only likes the white boys fucking her and not getting rammed by black cocks." He was not to far from the truth, you just needed to know when she wanted to be fucked hard and fast and these two fucking moron's could not figure that out. Sherri's pleasureful moans caught the attention of those two guys as they watched me make love to her. Sherri moved her body around arching her back swaying her hips from side to side. Then Marcus said "Look what I found. Bitch has oil to be fucked up the ass."I looked at what he had and sure enough there was a bottle of lubricant. Sherri must have gotten it after our last encounter when I went up her ass for the first time. Obviously she wanted me to do that some more.Marcus said, "OK, enough of the love making." He pulled me out of her. Coitus interruptus again! Shit I still hadn't gotten to cum. I thought I was going to explode.Marcus looked at Ed and said "Which end do you want?" Ed said that he would take her front. I had no clue what they meant, I was soon to find out. Ed and his 12 inch cock lay on the bed. Marcus and his pop can thick cock used lubrication to get his cock ready to penetrate my ex-wife Sherri's ass. Ed, underneath her, took his long hard penis and put it her cunt. Then Marcus drilled her ass from behind.Sherri was now sandwiched between those two black guys. Her tanned body looked pure white between those two very black guys. Ed underneath Sherri was pistoning her pussy, already stretched and filled with Marcus' goo. Meanwhile, Marcus was ramming his thick cock up her ass. Marcus was leaning on her back completely, one hand squeezing her nipple, the other pulling her hair which pulled her whole head back allowing Marcus to bite her back and neck. Ed, underneath her, sucked her other nipple hard as his hands grabbed the back of Sherri's knees, holding her against him on the bed. Those 2 niggers were fucking her hard, also biting, pinching and grabbing her hard. Sherri, still drugged out moaned and grunted, not in passion but in almost an agonizing tone. The three-way orgy turned me on; yet part of me felt sorry for her. Two large cocks, four hands and two biting mouths were violating the woman I still loved. I tried to watch, but could not take much more. So I went outside to escape. I knew I had really hurt her. I heard her muffled screams, and gasps of pain coming from the bedroom. I put my hands over my ears for what seemed like an eternity. They kept slamming and ramming, biting and pinching her. All she could do was scream out a cacophony of extreme pain and sexual ecstasy. Finally I decided to go inside and try and stop this. As I entered the bedroom Marcus was pulling that thick meat out of her shit tunnel and shot his hot sperm over Sherri's lower back and ass. With thumb and index finger, he took an oyster-sized wad of cum and put it just inside Sherri's lower lip. She immediately vacuumed it down her throat.Then Ed shouted out, "Look out fuckers I am gonna shoot this white bitch with my black fuckin seed." With that, he flipped her over and still inside he slammed her cunt like a jackhammer! He pulled out and shot 4 or 5 loads of hot sperm on Sherri's well muscled tummy. When he was done he grabbed her nipples hard pulling her breasts up, and making her hips rise off the bed. As a final insult, he rubbed both hands in a puddle of his spooge and smeared it all over her face, Then he said, "Let's go 'M,' the white cunt has had it." With that they left, and I followed them locking the doors.**I felt bad that I had drugged and set her up my ex to be fucked and abused. On the other hand my rampant cock needed release. I needed to fuck my ex-wife. She smelled the men's room of a peep show arcade and she had bloody bite marks on top of her shoulders both in front and back. Those two fucks had bitten through her skin. I told her she needed to rinse her mouth and douche, as I helped her to her feet. She went into the bathroom and began to clean up. Shortly, she opened the door and said she was going to take a shower but didn't know if she had the energy to stand. I offered to help. She said she would be fine but added, "That was all, I'm too worn out for anything else."I said, "OK," But thought to myself, "Bullshit, I'm going to unload a gallon of sperm inside you as soon as I can!!"I got her shower running, we both climbed in, and I began to shampoo her hair. The soapy water running off her hair and down her back made her skin shiny and sent me over the edge. I stepped behind her, with my throbbing penis sliding over the cheeks of her beautiful ass. I ran my hands up her arms, pressing my cock harder onto her and whispered in her ear, "Let me wash your back."I kissed her on the nape while running my tongue up and down her neck. My cock remained pressed against the muscles of her ass. I sudsed the back of her neck and down over her back. I stopped for a second to soap my cock, then sliding my rock hard cock all over her ass. I continued, rubbing soap on her hips and ass. I did not want to go any lower, 'cause I would have to quit sliding my cock over her ass. But I knelt on one knee, rubbing the backs of her legs from the ankles up to her ass. Up and down I went several times. Then I stood up and told her to turn around so I could wash her front and when she did all I could see were those large breasts nipples totally aroused with soap bubbles and water soap cascading off the hardened tips. I moved my lips to hers and the bitch pushed on my chest and said, "NO!" But I kept pushing forward trying to get my hand between her thighs, she had them tightly held together. So I lied. I said I was sorry and that I would help her finish showering. I know she did not have a lot of strength left (and obviously the drug had also worn off) I would need to wait until she got out of the shower before I would get my chance. As I soaped her breasts and tummy I again knelt, until my face was right in front of her foamy pussy. I did so want to bury my mouth into it but I kept my cool. OH my aching cock! I need relief, and soon... kept racing through my mind.We got out of the shower, and I handed Sherri a towel. She began to lift it up over her head and then her arms just dropped. "I'm so fuckin' tired, I can not even dry myself off." So I began to rub the towel all over her body, rubbing my busting hard-on against her any time I could! When we were both dried I told her, "There you go! Do you need anything else?". "Will you get me my pajamas? They are hanging in the bathroom. And also, would you make me a cup of hot chocolate?"I said, "OK." I tossed her PJs to her and went to her kitchen to make her fucking hot chocolate. My erection started to soften as I warmed the water. As I walked down the hall to Sherri's bedroom I wondered how this would play out. I SO, SO bad wanted to fuck her and she was tired worn out wanting to sleep. As I entered her bedroom I noticed that there were NO PJs on her body, dumb bitch was asleep. I set the hot chocolate down and grabbed her ankles. She woke and asked me what I was doing. I told her I was putting her PJs on since she could not stay awake long enough to do it herself. She looked up at me and said "thanks."Dumb cunt, little did she know. I pulled her hips to the edge of the bed, Sherri asked what was taking so long and I told her I was having a problem getting the PJs over her foot. Then I slowly spread her toned muscular legs and she slightly resisted, asking me to hurry, that she was cold. My head was between her legs and I drove my face to her pussy. I drove my lips and tongue inside her. Sherri screamed, "NO! NO! God-fucking-damn it, NO! Oh you Fucking Asshole!"She pounded the top of my head with her hands. She kept hitting hit me: but I continued to suck and lick and just plain devour her pussy. Finally I was able to grab her wrists and pin them to the bed. All she had left to fight with was her hips and every time she drove her hips into my face, I sucked and licked harder on her clit. Struggle as she might, I finally, after about five minutes, I felt her relax, so I let go of her wrists grabbed her hips and pulled her towards my mouth. When I grabbed her ass cheeks in my hands and sucked hard, driving my tongue deeper in her pussy I felt her juices flow onto and down my face. I tongued and sucked her harder. Sherri screamed, "Oh GOD YES! RIGHT THERE! OH YES! OH, OH GOD YES!" Then she wrapped her strong legs around my face squeezing hard. Her hips rocked up at least 7 or 8 times, every time she would grunt and moan. Bitch came at least 2 or 3 times. NOW IT WAS MY TURN. I moved up her gorgeous body and insinuated two fingers into her over stimulated cunt. I wiggled them inside her looking for that elusive G-spot. A sharp intake of breath followed by a moaning exhale and a deep hip grinding told me I had found it. My throbbing cock replaced my fingers. I told her to put me inside her. She said, "No, I've had enough." "Come on baby, I want to make love to you," I whispered in her ear. She gave no response. "I want to be inside you, I want to make you cum." Again, no response. I grabbed my aching cock and put it at the opening of her dripping pussy and slid it in a couple on inches and paused, waiting for her response. Nothing. I slid in and out very slowly, only going in about 2 inches. Then out of the blue she grabbed my ass very hard digging her nails into my flesh and screamed, "Deep, I want you to go deep inside me" She pushed me even deeper inside her. I pulled out and drove deep inside her again and again. Then Sherri said, "NO, harder! Faster like those black guys did." I thought to myself, what the fuck? They couldn't make her cum, so why get fucked again like that? So I did what she wanted. I rammed her pussy hard and slowly withdraw and then rammed it in again. After only a few thrusts, Sherri's legs wrapped around my waist and squeezed. Then her whole body arched and tensed."OH-MY-GOD!" she moaned as she came.I kept my thrusting rhythm even though her muscular legs were wrapped around me in a bear hug. Her orgasm lasted for a good 30 seconds. I kept ramming that very wet and hot pussy. After she came and was half out of breath she gasped, "C'mon, faster, harder!"It was full speed ahead as we were both becoming wet with perspiration. Then I felt it! It started deep in my balls and sped toward my knob until it was so full of sensation. I thought it was going to burst. I was going to unload the biggest nut of my life. I told her I was about to cum... She held me tighter, "No, not yet. I'm almost there, let me cum with you!"I tried to hold back, but I knew I only had a couple of strokes left. I thrust deep in her pussy and shot what felt like 10 gallons of sperm inside her as I grunted, "SHIT!" I pulled out to drive in and shoot another round inside her and she tightened her legs around my waist, hiked her hips up and let out a scream as I drove inside her shooting another load as her body again went into an orgasmic spasm. I managed a couple more short sperm shooting strokes as Sherri's tensed sweating body and mine were locked together in a quivering orgasm. We both were tangled together quivering and slowly relaxing. She held her arms around my neck as her legs slid down to rest on the mattress. That was the absolute best fuck of my 43-year-old life. **We lay there locked together while we caught our collective breaths. When I tried to slide my still hard cock out she grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me closer, "No, leave it in there for a little while longer. It feels good". We exchanged wet kisses. Our tongues entwined as saliva dripped out of our mouths. I figured this was her signal for us to begin round 2 so I began to slowly my saw my still hard cock in and out of her pussy. After a few strokes Sherri grinned, "Please get off of me, I have a treat for you." I told her that I was doing OK, as I continued to slowly slide my cock back and forth in her slippery canal.She spoke quietly in my ear, "Please. I want to do something for you. You've always taken care of me sexually, so now I want to do something special for you." I pulled out of her and she pushed me back down onto the bed. I looked at her, puzzled."I am going to give you the blowjob of your life." She had sucked my cock before but never ever made me cum. "First I am going to warm you up, I'll be right back." She went into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of baby oil, a tub of warm water, and a wash cloth. She motioned me over to her on the floor; put a pillow for me to kneel on and began splashing the warm water on my penis. When it was wet she began stroking it. Man, that felt good. I let out a few small moans as she continued her ministrations. Then she told me to lie back, and spread the baby oil all over my hydraulics, and stroked my cock with her slippery hands. "Now it's your turn, you need to lubricate me," Sherri said, as she shimmied provocatively cupping and squeezing her pillowy breasts; and making her ruby nipples pout and point at me. I poured some oil on my hands, and proceeded to massage and knead that ample cleavage. Her tits shone with an inner glow as they turned a bright pink, to match those thick nipples. She moved her hands up to squeeze those mammaries together atop her chest, and began tit fucking me. God those big tits sliding up and down my cock. When the oil was drying up I would again lubricate her breasts. She was driving me wild! The tit fucking got me so hot, I was ready to bust another nut. But she said, "Now it's time for your blow job, but first we need to wash the baby oil off." She hurried into the bathroom for some warmer water. I was quivering with anticipation. She returned and again began "washing off" my prick, sliding both of her wet warm hands up and down the shaft. Then she pushed me down so I lay back on the floor and she went to work on me with her mouth. She sucked me like a nursing babe, while her tongue slobbered all around my plum-shaped cockhead. As she continued to give me head I slowly slipped my cock in and out of her mouth. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as she quickened her head bobs. She grabbed the bottom three inches of my cock and began stroking it until I was ready to cum. My ass began to tense and I pushed my hips against her face. Sherri sucked harder as her tongue whipped my shaft. Then it happened. I shot several loads into her mouth. She gulped and gagged, but continued, to suck as. I pumped away. She couldn't swallow fast enough, as she coughed and choked on my massive load. Even after I shot my wad, Sherri continued to work my shaft. I finally said, "Don't you need to come up for air?" She looked up laughed, "What you don't like this?" As she grinned, a mix of my cum and her saliva cum ran from the corners of her mouth and dripped off her chin. She wasn't finished yet. She stroked and stroked my still hard cock with both her hands then went back down on me. But I was finished, at least for the moment. My limp penis slipped out of her mouth. She said it was time for us to clean up; and she led me back to the wash tub. I asked her why. She stopped and said, "Oh shit, lover. I have somebody coming over about nine, and it's 8:30. I HAVE to clean up and you REALLY need to leave." I asked who was coming over."Well if you absolutely need to know, I am kind of seeing someone. He's a local doctor and he's not the most giving person in the world and I don't think he'd like seeing my ex in bed with me." I told her I was happy for her, (Not really! I did not want our sex to end.) "Okay, why don't we shower together, to speed things up a bit." She said, "Ok, but no sex."I agreed and actually meant it because she had literally sucked the life out of my cock with that blowjob. And besides, I wanted every opportunity to touch that hot body again! When we were in the shower I whispered in her ear, "I love to make love with you Sherri."She squeezed my arms with her hands and said, "Me too. It was great." **We got out of the shower and dressed. It was about nine and the doorbell rang! "Oh shit it's him. You need to go out the back."So I did. One problem though, the gate to the privacy fence surrounding her back yard was locked from the outside. So I was out back wondering what to do when it hit me. I could watch Sherri with her new guy, maybe they'd fuck and I could watch them...To be continued?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 40 |
toohorny.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/toohorny.txt | Jeff and Laura were always interested in spicing up their sex life. They had it plenty and were always keeping it interesting. From different positions, to toys, to sex in open places they'd do anything except involve multiple people. They were both very against sharing one and other.Jeff was 6'2" and built, he worked out all the time. He was also hung pretty well, 8 inches long and nice and thick. Laura was something else though. At 5'4" she had a perfect hourglass frame. 34D tits and a round, tight ass. Men would stare at her as she walked by.The two were driving around speaking about the things they had wanted to do to each other and getting very excited when they passed an adult toy store. They decided to go in and check it out. The store had an extremely large selection to choose from and they checked out everything. From large dildos, to lotions, books, sexy underwear, and finally a large selection of movies. Jeff went to the clerk and asked which one he'd recommend the man told him, with a grin across his face, that they could go and view the movies in a private booth. Jeff quickly jumped on the offer, got a set of keys and went to Laura. They both ran to the booth with a few movies under their arms and went inside. It was actually a pretty tight space to be in, but that didn't matter, they threw a movie in right away.Laura and Jeff rubbed their hands all over each other while hearing the porn groove in from the television. Jeff ripped off her blouse to see her nipples hard and jutting out from under her bra (as most of the time they were). Her pussy was flooding as Jeff's clothes were falling to the floor and his dick stood pointed right at her, as hard as a rock. Both were naked caressing each other and hornier than you can imagine."Please Jeff I need that cock in me, please fuck me.""I think you'll have to blow me first.""Bet there isn't enough room in here to do that!" Laura moaned at him."I said get on all fours Laura, and blow me. Why do you think we've taken all this time to get you to be able to deep throat? They'll be just enough room."Laura grumbled, to get his dick in her she'd have to suck him off first. She wedged herself down to her knees pointing his dick up she sank her mouth down on his rock hard cock. As it went deeper and deeper down her throat she was able to get her hands to the floor and now she had her ass pressed tightly to the wall, and was stuck with Jeff's dick in her mouth. She could move her head slightly back put no matter what she did, because of the space in the room, Jeff and her where stuck like that until he came.Bobbing her head back and forth as much as she could Jeff was growling in delight and Laura was trapped on his dick, sucking all 8 inches in. All she could think about was when he was going to fuck her, she needed his dick in her so bad. Jeff was moaning as he could feel her tongue working around him. He rubbed his hand through her hair, pushing on the back of her head to sink all of him in her. All Laura was thinking about was to get him off so that she could have a cock in her. She needed it so badly.Laura squealed in shock. She felt something brush her pussy. But what? She had herself jammed against a wall. Nothing could be there unless. Oh fuck she had read about this before. Glory holes. It was where people could have sex with strangers through holes in a booth. "Some guy in the booth over must have noticed my pussy was up against the hole and took it as an invitation," she thought.She felt the cock behind her brush against her again. Laura was stuck. She couldn't do anything as long as Jeff's dick was hard and in her mouth. And in any moment the man in the other booth would be fucking her. Laura started to try and tell Jeff, but with his big dick stuffed in her it was no use. All that Jeff thought was that she was humming around his dick."Oh yes Laura," Jeff grunted out, "Suck my meat, you make it so hard, I'm going to cum down your entire throat."Laura wished that meant that he was going to cum soon, but she knew that with his dirty talk he was still going for a bit. Then Laura felt it. Some dick's head moved it's way into her pussy. Slowly she could feel the engorged cock sliding in her. Her pussy was so damp that this dick had no problem easing himself into her tight mound. Laura was moaning in heat. She didn't want some strangers cock in her and yet she needed one in her so very badly. There was nothing she could do but suck on a big dick and get fucked by some stranger's cock that was spreading her pussy wide open.She knew what was happening wasn't right so she started to suck Jeff's dick in furious abandon. She reached her right hand up around the base of Jeff's dick and started to jerk him off as fast as she could, while her tongue was swirling around his fat cock just below the head. Jeff thought that the moans and whimpers that were coming from Laura were due to how turned on she was from blowing him. Jeff was sorely mistaken. Laura was getting pumped from behind by some anonymous dick and her body was turning against her as she was loving every second. Her clit felt like it was on fire, and the heat emanating from her pussy could keep any cock warm through a blizzard. She couldn't believe that she was being used like some slut and her body was loving it, no matter how much she didn't want to. That dick that was filling her cunt had started to pump harder and faster. She thought for sure that Jeff would notice her ass shaking from the pounding coming from behind but either he was in his own world or the booth was to dim to notice. Either way she just didn't want him to know."Shit," she thought, "the cock was going to cum in her if Jeff didn't first."Laura moved her hands to Jeff's balls and started to give them a light squeeze. She knew she could milk the cum out of him this way. The more she squeezed his balls the more cum she knew would shoot down her throat. But he would cum faster and that was all that mattered right now. Jeff could feel his cum in his balls moving up into his dick. He knew he was going to explode down Laura's mouth with the way she was sucking him. She was trying to get the cum out of him like she needed to live off it, Jeff thought.Laura could feel the cocks stuffing her from both ends pumping furiously. The dick behind her was filling her pussy and her pussy was wrapped so tightly around that big dick that she couldn't hold it anymore. Her body started uncontrollably convulsing. Her tits were hard as rocks as they hung down and shook from her body. Laura's cunt did exactly as she didn't want it to do. Her cum started to flood through her pussy and down her legs she was cumming so hard. Then her cunt clenched down on the big meat in her pussy like a vice. It was so tight around that dick that she felt it expand and start shooting cum inside her.Laura was squealing to get that cock out of her. But she couldn't do anything but take all that cum inside her. Jeff started to blow his load down her throat. Shot after shot her pussy and throat were being covered in cum..Jeff's dick started to shrink just enough where Laura flew her mouth off his dick, and wiggled that cock out of her pussy. But before she could say or do anything, Jeff flipped her around just to stick his dick in her for a second.Again in a bad position, she was stuck now on Jeff's dick, which was subsiding from his orgasm. But the stranger's cock was bobbing in front of her dripping with his and her cum. As Jeff made a few last thrusts forward Laura lips were brushed up against the invading dick. Jeff started pushing so hard she had to open her mouth and taste her own cum and the strangers as she blew on his dick. After a few more bobs on that dick Laura was pulled back off it and spun around."Oh baby that was so kinky. We have to that again someday. I've never seen you suck my dick like you needed it so badly.""I don't know." Laura replied. "I think, I think we should just go home right now."They went and put their clothes on. Laura could feel all that cum running down her legs and filling her panties. She couldn't put her bra on because her tits were too sensitive. They stepped out of the booth through the store. She looked around the room and tried to guess which guy might have just fucked her and filled her cunt with his cum. Her and Jeff got in the car and drove away., Jeff feeling relieved in his own orgasmic pleasure, Laura sat quietly thinking about how she was used like some slut.and liked it. ENDPlease I'd love comments or feedback, write anytime to [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 24 |
wifecomeshome.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/wifecomeshome.txt | Author Note: If you're a kid, don't read this, you're parents might take away your computer privileges. If you're a cute chick whose heart pounds when you read stories like this, send me an email!***I couldn't believe the day had finally arrived. It had been six weeks since I had last seen my wife. Six weeks of imagining all the things happening to her during her trip. Six weeks of remembering a place I hadn't been for years. Six weeks of increasing lust and yearning for something I hadn't experienced since Traci and I had been married.Three years ago I had met the woman of my dreams. Traci was a blind date some friends had set me up with thinking we had common interests. I really wasn't sure what an engineer and a dancer had in common at the time but she was charming, witty and of course, extremely pretty. At 5'5" tall, 110 lbs. her 36-24-34 blond hair, blue eyed figure was more than I could resist. Our first date was wonderful. Our second lasted just long enough for us to get to her place and shed our clothes. Ten months later we were happily married.When WERE they going to get here?Things seemed like they were a dream. Traci danced for a major show in Vegas several nights a week. I made enough on my salary to support the both of us so we saved hers and put a major down payment on a house last year. The low mortgage left plenty for our other pursuits. You see Traci and I discovered right away that the common interest our friends recognized was our mutual tastes in the darker side if sex, I still had several friends from my college days where we worked on a special kind of farm. The kind of farm where the rich either sent or went themselves to receive a unique type of training.After getting out of the army I got into some serious sleaze in the porno industry. I was heavily into the making videos and heard about this farm. I was the favorite at the time of a well known starlet who had a thing for me. She got me a strange sort of job (although highly enjoyable) at this establishment in the desert. Heck, she was the who convinced me to go to college and get my degree. While I wasn't active in the industry anymore I had set up secure computer systems for several friends so still maintained contacts.You see this was the sort of farm men and women were sent to for training. Not the sort you get from boot or from seminars. The kind sex slaves and masters get when they are looking to advance certain areas of their lifestyles. That's the primary reason why my starlet and I broke off our relationship and decided to become friends. We both had a tendency to the dominant half of the relationship. Things tend to not work out when both partners try to wear the pants.Damnit! I wish they would get here! OK, OK, calm down. They've still got a half hour before they're even supposed to arrive.Traci fit perfectly as the submissive match to my dominant half. Our love making could get stormy but it suited us both perfectly. When we bought our house we even had a complete dungeon installed downstairs. There's nothing like a whipping post, a cage and a whipping horse to keep things in the ol' libido hopping. Her show schedule meant she couldn't show up marked or anything so we tended to space out our little sessions. It really kept the interest going.Everything was going beautifully until six months ago. Some jackass ( who I may have to thank if I don't kill him) left a small puddle of water on stage during one rehearsal and Traci ended up busting her foot pretty bad. She healed somewhat over the months and we made good use of our newfound time together. I have several videos we made together from that time. One has My wife using a favorite toy of ours. A black sawhorse with a mount for various gadgets on one side and several restraining rings along the legs. In the video a very large dildo is mounted on the top side of the saw horse. My wife's mouth is being distended by the fake penis and the strap locking her neck down over it is very evident. Of course, I'm in the picture as well. I'm the enthusiast happily cropping her back while filling her ass with my cock.While she was healing things were great. Unfortunately things took a turn for the worse when the third specialist we met with told her she wouldn't be able to dance professionally again. She was crushed. We had several bad weeks and finally one night a strange sort of argument happened.Traci had just said that she wasn't qualified for any other type of career. Half jokingly and no little bit pissed off I said she could try being my sex slave again. "No one is a sex slave for a career." she said with no little heat. Not really understanding I was opening up a whole field of my life I had kept secret, I said "Don't bet on it!"The look she gave me was one of incredulousness. We went back and forth with her saying how no one does that for real and that it was only in our library that things like that happened. It had turned into one of those stupid arguments over stupid things all couples have. I mainly kept my mouth shut until I finally said If I wanted her completely trained I knew who to see and where to have it done. She completely surprised me and said "Fine! If you can have me trained as a sex slave so thoroughly that I'll never miss my career then prove it. If you're right I'll be happy as hell but your wrong and the best that would happen is I'd have a little fun for a change.Needless to say I stormed out on that comment. Like all fights, this one passed. At least most of it did. She began to pester me about my insistence that real sex slaves existed. She alternated between twenty questions and telling me what a liar I was. Finally she wore me down and I told her just what kind of summer job I had during those years at college. At first she didn't believe me. I guess my seriousness changed her mind though. For a couple of weeks things were pretty quiet. She seemed kind of introspective. We didn't have acrobatic sex but in the sessions we did have she was a wildcat. I kind of expected it was coming.Three months ago she told me after some particularly wild sex "Do it! Mark, make me your sex slave. I love you and nothing will make me happier if I can't dance." Believe it or not I tried to talk her out of it. I was a good dominant but that kind of training had to be done by professionals. I wasn't too keen on what would be done to my wife in the course of that training. Traci seemed to dismiss the serious side of it. I tried to convince her that she would be a different person. That things would never be the same for her again. I think she thought it would be like acting in a play. After some devilish sex marathons where she kept calling me master and asking me wouldn't I like it if she were better trained I finally relented. I called a few friends. They were delighted when they found out what I wanted and even offered the training for free. We made arrangements and we told her friends she was going away for "therapy" for her foot. Finally the day arrived where she was to leave. That morning her packing material arrived Federal Express. I told her this was her last chance to back out. Smiling she asked what was in the box. When I pressed her about calling it off she said "I love you and want to make you happy. Don't worry, It'll still be me when I come back and I'll still love you." I pulled out a very expensive leather blindfold with thick foam backing. "In that case strip off everything," I said. "The only thing you'll be allowed is your wedding ring and that will be chained to your throat later."Shaking, she followed my command. When she had completely stripped I put the blindfold on her. "Kneel I commanded. I slipped my dick into her mouth. She began giving me one of her standard slutty blowjob. Not this time I thought. Grabbing her hair tightly in my fists I began to fuck her mouth. I guess I had something to prove and I wanted to give my headstrong wife a taste of what she was in for. I fucked her throat like I would have mouth fucked any slave I was training. She began putting her hand on my thigh to slow me down. I slapped it away violently. "Suck it hard slut. This is what you wanted. This is what you're going to get. In six weeks you'll think something is wrong if I'm not fucking you like this." I savagely mouth raped her and when I came I jammed my cock past her tonsils and blew my seed in her belly.After she coughed and hacked a bit I reached down and felt her clean shaven pussy. While she was obviously in some discomfort from the savaging my cock had given her throat her slit had rivers running from it. Almost sighing I laid out her packaging material. First her silk gloves went on. Then an arm-binder that was a size too small. It's a good thing she's flexible I thought. Black leather boots with locks at the ankles were next. I guess I was feeling mean because I added a rather large but plug and dildo to her ass and pussy with a harness to keep them in place. Might as well get her a head start on where she should be focusing. Next went a penis gag trainer and several leather straps all along her body. As a last step I locked her ankles to the ring in her arm-binder. I then attached her wedding band to a special chain and fastened it around her neck. This would later dangle from a special collar so she would be constantly reminded of me during her training.Surveying my work I viewed an extremely well bound, hog tied woman who wouldn't be the same the next time I saw her. I called the cell phone number I had for the pickup. Five minutes later my friend was knocking on the door."Don't worry Mark. We'll be extra careful of her for you. I'll call you in a couple of weeks and give you a progress report. You can let me know what kind of configuration you want for pickup then." Two big guys came in with a pole then and thrust it between Traci's shoulders and legs, reminding me of a dozen trips where I was doing the pickup. As they lifted my now struggling wife to their shoulders I whispered in her ear "See you in six weeks, slut. I promise you, you'll dance again."As they carried my obviously panicking wife out to a truck I thought that the dancing she did next would be for my pleasure, not her career.That left me where I was now. Sitting on our front porch waiting for Traci's return, horny as hell. Not that I had gone without the last month and a half. If my wife was getting the stuffing fucked out of her there was no way I was going celibate. A few phone calls to certain horny ex-girlfriends, including one ex-porn starlet and I had a few more movies to add to my collection. One (guess who) even offered to help with my wife's ongoing training.I suddenly felt my heart start to pound. There was a non-descript truck pulling down our driveway. I was awfully glad there were trees between the road and the house. The scene that would soon unfold was definitely not for the family. The truck came to a stop as I reclined on the porch swing and the back door opened up. My friend came out leading a vision on a leash.Traci was magnificent and prepared exactly the way I had asked her to be. Her body was covered in baby oil. Black, calf length leather boots with 3" heels were laced onto her feet. A two foot length of chain linked ankle cuffs around the boots. An arm-binder thrust her breasts forward with a chain attaching from the tip to the chain between her legs. A skin tight black leather hood covered her hair and head. Golden rings pierced her nipples and clitoral hood and were linked by a fine golden chain. The leash was attached to the ring over her clit. A series of four small locks connected the four rings on each of her shaven labia effectively sealing off her slit. A special harness held a dildo inside of her ass. I knew she had been played with for three days with no relief and must be burning from all of the sensations. As she was led up towards the porch I could see her rock hard nipples and heaving chest. Six weeks of hard exercise and sun had given her body a wonderful tan cut. I raised my hand and Traci was cropped across the ass and told to kneel for her master. In one sinuous movement she glided to her knees, legs spread and crotch thrust forward. My friend said "She's all yours Mark. All the standard key phrases and words, including your name". I noticed Traci's legs bucking as he spoke. "Have fun!" He handed me the crop and left with the truck.I walked over to the kneeling figure before me and removed the arm-binder and butt-plug. I attached a six inch piece of chain to her wrist restraints, locking her wrists in front of her. Then came the hood and ball-gag underneath. As she blinked against the afternoon sun I returned to my chair and looked back at my wife.My slave, I corrected. Traci had automatically lifted her chained hands behind her head and thrust her breasts forward. Her platinum, shoulder length hair was wild from the leather hood. Her heavy makeup and smudged lipstick screamed slut. She was rotating her crotch in small circles and running her tongue around her lips. The expression on her face was one I had seen on many other women. Gone was the slightly mischievous smile and coy looks. Traci now wore an open mouthed, direct stare of pure lust and it hadn't moved from my crotch since she had opened her eyes. I immediately got hard as a rock She made small mewling sounds which was a slaves way of asking permission to speak."Speak slut!" I commanded."Traci missed you Master! Traci loves you! Traci missed your wonderful cock. Please Master, give me your cock! Traci loves your cock. Traci will make Master very happy! Please Master, Let Traci show you how good she is at sucking cock!" As I listened to my wife/slave beg while looking directly at my rock hard member I raised my hand and silenced her. "Crawl over hear slave and drag your breasts across the ground."I watched my beautiful wife/slut begin to seductively sway and crawl towards me. Her breasts never left the ground. When the leash attached to her clit began to drag behind her she stopped briefly and let out a moan of lust. She returned to her crawling, swaying her ass even more to accentuate the leash. When her breasts hit the rough wood of the deck she started to pant. As she reached eye level with my member she began to lightly lick and kiss the denim of my Jeans. "No hands. Take my cock out and show me what you've learned." Unzipping my fly with her teeth Traci managed to get my engorged member into the air. When it was finally out she kissed the head and said "Please Master, may Traci serve your cock?"I nodded my consent and proceeded to get one of the best blowjobs of my life. After a few minutes I grabbed my bound slut around the waist, flipped her around and sat her ass down onto my raging hard on. She was already lubricated and slipped me right in. Sliding up and down on my raging penis she began contracting her sphincter to increase my pleasure. Here was my beautiful wife, riding my cock in her ass, in broad daylight on our front porch. Traci would never consent to outdoor sex before. Now she was riding me like a stallion in the sunshine. As I pondered this change I heard her mew again."Speak slut!" I said breathlessly."Thank you Master! Thank you for using Traci's ass. Traci missed you so much! Traci loves you so much! Master's cock feels so good is Traci's ass! Please Master, may Traci come? Please Master? Please?" As this sexual demon begged and wheedled I reached in front and began playing with her clit as I tugged on her locks and rings. Almost ready to burst I began counting down with each of my sluts downward thrusts. "Five, Four, Three, Two, One, COME SLUT!" I roared, tugging at the leash that had been flailing about."AIIEEEEEE! Yes Master! Thank you Master. Traci Loves Master! Oh God, Traci loves you Master!"Rapidly approaching my own orgasm I reached up and tugged on my new slaves nipple rings. Panting with each thrust, I began to lose it as Traci increased the speed of her downward motions. With a mighty heave I burst my sperm deep into my reborn wife's bowels. First Traci Pushed down hard on my cock as if she didn't want any sperm to leak out. Then she leapt off of my lap and took my still spurting member into her eager mouth, lapping up the leftover sperm. Realizing she was going to need daily enema's for health reasons I thought my slaves ass is going to see a lot of action.After zipping me up with her teeth My new slut leaned back onto her booted heals, Placing her hands behind her neck, legs spread and eyes locked onto my crotch she began gyrating her hips in a lewd motion. Leaning over I kissed her forehead and said "Welcome home, slut, I love you too." END |
sharingmywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/sharingmywife.txt | Almost from the time I first became aware of sex and that pretty girls were a bigger turn on than those who were not so pretty, I've felt that the men who had the pretty ones should share them. I don't know where I ever got that idea, but I had it. Maybe it was because at the time, I didn't have a pretty girlfriend. I really don't remember. I was certainly aware that although a girl's looks were important, the real measure was her personality, what she stood for, how well we could get along, etc. Therefore, I suppose I reasoned, if a guy chose a girl who was not pretty because of other, overwhelming factors, the guys who were lucky enough to have the pretty ones should sexually share them. I've never changed my mind.As I grew older, I had several girlfriends. Although some of them were good looking, I didn't feel that any were really pretty, or even possessed outstanding bodies. I felt the same way about my first wife. Although she was attractive and had a nice body, sexually, she was simply ordinary. After marrying for the second time, however, I realized that I truly was married to an extraordinary woman. Oh, she wasn't beautiful of face and although her body was a little better than average, I guess, she still didn't fit my previous standards of what a really pretty woman was. Still, there was something about her that just got to a guy. At first, I thought that it was just me and that I got these feelings just because we loved each other. After all, that's the most important thing and it even produces most of the same feelings one gets when looking at a pretty woman. But then, I began to notice that whenever we entered a place, most of the men would become interested in her. And, the lust in their eyes was unmistakable.As time went by and I became even more and more sexually infatuated with my wife, I asked her if she was aware of the reaction of men in general when she was around them. She claimed not only to be unaware of it, but when I explained to her what I had been noticing, she didn't believe me. I began to make her aware when we were in public places. Slowly, she began to see what I was talking about and it made her even more attractive. Instead of withdrawing from it, or trying to avoid eye contact, or whatever it is that most women do to keep from attracting attention, my wife simply accepted it willingly.I guess I should describe Nora a little. She's about 5'6" tall, weighed about 110 lbs at the time and although she had two kids, her tummy was nearly as flat as a model's. Her tits were an honest full B cup and she didn't hide them. Nora most always wore T-shirts and relatively tight jeans. Since marrying, I had convinced her to quit wearing bras and panties. First, she didn't need a bra and second, I liked the look of her tits swinging free beneath the T-shirts.Nora and I were not real young when we married. I was 40 and Nora was 33. Both of us had been through a previous marriages and had occasionally engaged in what I call recreational sex. Sex just for the pure enjoyment of it. Both of us felt that there was a place for such sex and that it truly differed from that shared in a love relationship.We also agreed that recreational sex posed no threat to a love relationship since it didn't really mean anything. And, although we had not engaged in such sex since being married, we agreed that there was no reason not to do so. We discussed swinging from time to time, but didn't do anything about it.One day I was out fishing with Bob, a very good friend of mine. He got talking about the problems he and his wife were having. I listened to him, but all he talked about was the normal types of strain that people experience when they tie their lives together. Finally, I told him that it was sounding like sour grapes to me - that his wife or any other person who was sharing their lives with another human could say the same things. He laughed and agreed that I was probably right. On his face, however, I could tell that he was having a real problem with something. So, I asked him what was really bothering him. Looking a little sheepish, he said that he wasn't sure he could actually talk about it. I told him it was OK, but if he ever did want to talk about it, I was always ready to listen.Several weeks passed before Bob called me to go fishing with him again. After fishing for a couple of hours, Bob told me that he really needed to talk to me about something. I said to go ahead and talk. He seemed to be very embarrassed, but began to tell me that he was sexually frustrated. He said that he had only known one girl before his wife. They had become steadies during high school, married soon after graduating and he had never cheated on her. Although his wife was always willing to have sex with him, he told me, she wasn't very adventurous and never started it. He had fantasies that were never going to be fulfilled because he didn't feel that he could approach his wife with them. Their sex was a straightforward thing. A little foreplay, once in a while and after a lot of begging, a very little oral sex, then a missionary position to finish it up.I realized he was describing the fifteen-year marriage to my first wife and I told him so. Bob thought that over for a little while, then told me that there was no way he could divorce his wife; that he sincerely loved her deeply. My mind was running over all the same alternatives I had thought about when I was still with my first wife. Prostitutes were out for several reasons. The only other thing I could ever think of trying was cheating. Since I never lied to my wife, I had to pretty much rule that out as well. My conscience would drive me crazy. Suddenly, the answer to Bob's problem came to me. Without thinking, I blurted out that he should fuck Nora from time to time.There was an incredulous look on Bob's face, but I continued anyway. I explained that what he needed wasn't another love interest, just some good recreational sex with a woman who was open to anything. One that would love to share those fantasies with him, yet demand only the same sexual pleasure she was giving him in return. Bob told me that he would love to have sex with Nora. He said that there was something about her that just made a guy's dick get hard. Then, realizing that he was talking about my wife, he began apologizing and actually blushed. I assured him that there was no need to be sorry for what he said. I was well aware of Nora's affect on men and didn't resent it at all. In fact, it made me feel good that my wife could make guys feel that way. I went on to explain to Bob about how I believed that guys who had exceptional women should share them sexually with the rest of the men in the world. I went so far as to tell him that if there was any way to do it, I would like every man on earth to fuck Nora at least once, because she truly was exceptional. She makes a guy really feel like a guy, I told Bob, being unable to describe it any better.Another week went by before I heard from Bob again. He asked me if I had talked to Nora about what we discussed while fishing. I told him that I had and that Nora was agreeable, with one provision. She would fuck him if I wanted her to and anyone else I wanted her to fuck, as long as the person appealed to her. But, it would have to be done with me present, as a threesome or a foursome. She would not go on dates with other guys and she would not fuck anyone without me being a part of it. From the way Bob was stammering, I wasn't sure he believed what I was telling him, but I asked him if he was interested. He said that he couldn't wait to try it, but he wasn't sure he could pull it off. I asked him what he meant by that and he told me that except for his wife, he had only been with one other woman. That was when he was fifteen and it didn't work out very well. He knew that he would be extremely embarrassed with a new woman and if I was there too, he wasn't sure he could even get it up. I suggested that he leave that problem to Nora. I told him that I believed she could give a dead man a hard-on. Bob laughed and said he wouldn't be surprised. We agreed to talk in a couple of days and I hung up.Several days later Bob called me and said he decided to give it a try if Nora and I were serious. He said he was certain that it would not cause his conscience to bother him and he didn't foresee a problem with his wife about it. Since we had been such good friends for so long, she was used to us going off and doing things together. So, he wouldn't really be lying to her when he told her he was coming to see me. We agreed that he would come to our place Friday evening.Nora was really excited when I told her about it. Now that it was about to happen, I was beginning to have doubts, but she appeared to just accept it for what it was, and I could tell that she was looking forward to it. She and Bob had become very good friends and I knew she liked him and liked being with him. I wondered if she was as hot to fuck Bob, as he was to fuck her.Friday evening finally arrived and we took a shower so we could get ready for Bob's arrival. She asked me if I wanted her to dress special, to wear something really sexy, or nothing at all. I told her that I thought she should just put on a T-shirt and shorts, as usual. Bob arrived at seven sharp, as we agreed. I could tell that he was a bundle of nerves as he came through the door. At first, he even had a problem looking Nora in the eye. Finally, Nora told him to relax; that there was really no reason to be nervous. We were just three friends who were together because we enjoyed each other's company and that it was really no different than any other time we got together.I could tell that Bob was trying to relax, but that it was difficult for him to do. I suggested that we all sit on the sofa and asked Nora to get us all a drink. When she returned from the kitchen, she got between us and nudging Bob to move over to give her room, sat right between us. We talked like normal for nearly an hour, until I sensed that Bob had settled down. I noticed him staring at Nora's tits and legs, but that was a natural thing. All guys did that. Finally, I put my arm around Nora and pulled her to me to snuggle. As she sat up straight again, I allowed my hand to slide down onto the tit closest to Bob. His eyes were glued to my hand as I squeezed and kneaded Nora's boob. When I began pinching and pulling her nipple, I noticed a bulge begin in Bob's jeans.I stood up and taking Nora's hand in mine, I pulled her off the sofa. I turned her so that she was facing Bob and standing only three feet in him, with me standing behind her. I reached around her to cup both of her tits in my hands. I told Bob that I wanted to show him something I was really proud of, and let my hands slip down to the bottom of her T-shirt. Then, with a steady motion, I began to raise it. Nora raised her arms, and without stopping, I pulled her shirt up and over her head, leaving her naked from the waist up. Then, I returned my hands to her tits and began kneading them again. Nora has really fine tits. I noticed that Bob's jeans had a very large bulge in them now and my own cock began to get hard.Looking Bob in the eyes, I told him how much I loved the feel of Nora's tits. Then, I said that I wanted him to feel them and tell me if he ever felt any better. At that, Nora took a step forward and leaned over, putting her tits almost in his face. He tentatively reached up and took hold of both tits, as a low moan escaped his throat. As he worked her tits and pulled gently at the nipples, Nora leaned over farther and kissed him. Breaking the kiss, she took hold of his head and directed his lips to the nipple on her right tit. Bob sucked it in eagerly, as Nora reached down and began to rub his cock through his jeans. From what I saw, Bob was certainly not going to have a problem getting his dick hard.While Bob sucked at Nora's nipples and squeezed her tits, I took off my own clothes. I reached around Nora to unfasten her shorts and then pulled them down. Bob's eyes were closed and he didn't even notice what I had done. Nora pulled back from Bob and stood up straight. When Bob opened his eyes, my wife was standing right in front of him with nothing on at all. This was at a time when Nora kept her cunt shaved and I saw Bob's eyes almost bug out of his face when he saw her. With his eyes locked on her crotch, Nora slowly opened her legs so he could see her better. I thought he would cum right there. She asked him if he liked shaved pussies and Bob told her he loved it, but except for pictures and films, had never seen one before.Nora moved back to the couch and sat down. She leaned back while turning sideways and lifting her right leg up, placed it on the back of the couch. Her entire pussy was now open to Bob's view. She reached down and pulled her lips apart, so he could see right inside her. Bob seemed to be frozen in his tracks. His eyes were again almost bugging out of his head and his breathing was becoming a little labored. Nora asked him if he liked her pussy and Bob moaned that he loved it. He had never watched a woman open herself to be looked at like that, he told her.Nora looked at me and I could tell she was really hot. The normal sexual stimulation was being enhanced by the clear adoration in Bob's eyes and by clearly taunting this man she was about to fuck. Looking back at Bob, who had still not moved, Nora asked him if he didn't want to feel it, or maybe, she said with a twinkle in her eye, even taste it. Bob suddenly snapped out of it and moaning, told her that he certainly wanted to do both. He leaned forward and began feeling around Nora's pussy lips, finally sticking one of his fingers into her. I watched Nora's body tense and her chest get red, then she came on Bob's finger. I had been right. Nora was as hot as I had ever seen her. Bob slowly moved his finger back and forth in her cunt while her peak passed. Opening her eyes, Nora told Bob to get his clothes off before he strangled his cock. Surely, she said, his cock was uncomfortable by now.Once again Bob looked embarrassed and he actually blushed a little, but he stood up and began to remove his clothes. While he did that, Nora motioned for me to come closer. I moved to her side. She reached up and took hold of my cock, pulling it toward her head. I knew what she wanted, so I leaned in and placed the head of my cock against her lips. There was a lot of pre-cum coating the head of my cock and as I rubbed it back and forth across her lips, they became coated with it and began to shine. Then, Nora reached out with her tongue and licked her lips clean. Her mouth opened farther and as she opened it, I pushed my cock right in, until she had every inch of it in her mouth. Nora used her tongue on the underside, licking and pushing it against the roof of her mouth. Then, she began pushing at my belly, moving me back until my cock popped out of her mouth.We both looked at Bob, who stood naked, watching us. His hand was grasping his dick and he was slowly pumping it back and forth, forcing loads of pre-cum out of the tip. Nora told him that if he wanted to continue his exploration of her pussy, she would suck me off so that she didn't need to worry about me getting too horny when they got around to the real stuff.Bob returned to the couch and beginning at her knee, began to lick up the inside of her thigh. When he got to her pussy, he stuck his tongue right into her and Nora began to work toward another orgasm. I moved in close and returned my cock to Nora's mouth. In the position she was in she couldn't very easily move her head, so I decided that I would just fuck her mouth like it was a cunt. I slid my dick in and out of Nora's mouth, pausing once in a while with just the head of my cock between her lips so she could use her tongue on it. While I fucked her face, I watched Bob lick and suck her pussy lips. Then, he would take her clit into her mouth and gently suck on it as he ran his tongue across it. All the while he was doing that, his eyes were locked on Nora's mouth, watching my cock sliding in and out of it.Suddenly, I felt myself approaching an orgasm. I thought about trying to hold off, but we had already wasted so much time and there was so much I wanted Bob to experience with Nora, I decided to just let it happen. I pulled my cock out of Nora's mouth so that only the tip was against her lips. Nora moved her hand, which had been playing with my balls, to the shaft and began stroking it back and forth, while she held her mouth open and allowed her tongue to rub across the head and down under, to hit that sweet spot. When I spurted, she directed every drop onto her tongue so that a large puddle of it was cradled there. Bob had stopped licking her cunt and rose up while I was cumming, to watch my jizz gather on her tongue. Then, looking Bob right in the eye, she pulled her tongue back into her mouth, closed her lips and swallowed it.Bob's body was shaking and his breathing was labored. Without anyone even touching his dick, it was apparent that he was about to cum. Nora saw it too, and cried for him to cum in her mouth as she scrunched down, trying to reach his cock with her mouth. Bob moved up above her and put his cock into her open mouth, pushing it in till his balls were bumping her chin. As Nora closed her lips around his cock and sucked, Bob roared and I could tell that he was shooting his load right down my wife's throat. I watched Nora's throat in awe as she tried to swallow it all. Even with her best efforts, however, a small amount squeezed out around Bob's dick and dribbled down her chin and onto her tits. When his spurting stopped, Bob tried to pull his cock out of Nora's mouth, but my wife reached around his ass and held him there while she continued to suck and lick his cock. Finally, when she could get no more of his cum and he began to go limp, she allowed him to pull out and he collapsed onto the floor, trying to regain his strength and to get his breath back.After several minutes passed, Bob looked up at Nora and told her that he had never seen or felt anything like that. He said that NOBODY had ever sucked him all the way and swallowed his spunk before and he thanked her profusely over and over again for the experience. Nora slid off the couch next to Bob and gave him a deep kiss. I knew from experience that Bob was getting a taste of his cum and figured that it was for the first time. He didn't seem to mind, though and they continued their kiss for quite some time.As we sat around resting and allowing our breathing and heart rates to return to normal, we talked about sex. Bob told Nora about how limited his sex experience was with his wife. Nora asked him what more he wanted in the way of sex and Bob said that he didn't really know. He told her that he had watched a few x rated movies from time to time, though, and would like to try every position imaginable, for starters. Nora asked him if his wife really only allowed the missionary position and Bob told her that every once in a while she would allow him to come in from behind, but she didn't really like doing it that way and it made him feel guilty to even ask her to do it. Nora told Bob that she was willing to try any position he could dream up, because she had never found one she didn't like. With that, I suggested that I go replenish our drinks and Nora said that was a good idea, but to bring them to the bedroom, because it was time to take this show upstairs.As I went to the kitchen to get more drinks, Nora took Bob's hand and led him up the stairs to the bedroom. I stood watching them go and was struck once more by the sexy look of my wife's ass as she climbed the stairs. That look was not being lost on Bob, either, because I could see that his cock was about half hard again.As I rounded the corner and entered the bedroom, I saw Nora and Bob stretched out on the bed in a 69 position. Bob was on the bottom, with his head toward the door. I stood for a moment watching him lick and suck Nora's cunt. Then, I walked over to the nightstand and put the drinks down as I sat on the edge of the bed. Nora was holding Bob's dick up alongside her cheek, as she leaned over him and licked his balls. Bob's sack was large and loose. His balls were quite prominent and I could tell that they were large also. As I watched, Nora sucked one of his balls into her mouth. Bob's body tensed, a muffled moan came from his throat and his cock jumped. I wondered if he was going to cum from what she was doing, but I guess it was simply another feeling that he had never experienced before. She sucked and licked first one testicle and then the other, before licking up the shaft of his cock to the tip, where she gave the head a tongue bath before sinking the entire cock into her mouth. While she sucked, I decided to examine Bob's cock from up close. So, I lay down so that my head was only a foot from his crotch. Bob's dick wasn't much longer than my own, about 6 inches or so. The biggest difference between us was that his was very much fatter than my own and it was much harder than I get. The veins along the shaft were very prominent and actually stood out about an eighth of an inch or so. The head of his cock was very dark red and I could actually see the blood pulsing through the blood veins.Nora had only the head of his cock in her mouth now and was slowly stroking the shaft of his cock with her hand. I reached over and put my hand on top of hers as she stroked him. Then, I allowed my fingers to slide all over the shaft of Bob's cock and down to his balls, where I gathered his sack in my hand and gently fondled them. I had never felt another guy's cock or balls and I found I enjoyed playing with Bob while Nora sucked his cock.Nora suddenly began sucking and stroking Bob's cock faster. Her body began to tense and I knew that she was about to cum again. I swung around and lay in the other direction so I could watch Bob eat her to a climax. She began to shake and we heard a muffled cry telling us she was cumming. Bob was lightly rubbing the thumb of one hand across her clit, while he pumped two fingers of his other hand in and out of her cunt. At the same time, he was licking up and down the inner lips of her cunt and Nora had a strong orgasm. I continued to watch Bob eat her out, as every several minutes, my wife experienced another mild climax. After coming several times, Nora rolled off of Bob and announced that she needed to be fucked hard. She told Bob she didn't care how he did it, but he had to get his cock into her right away.Bob looked at me and asked me if it was really OK for him to fuck her. I told him that I would thoroughly enjoy watching him do it. Then, with a sheepish look, he told me that he didn't have any condoms. I laughed and told him not to let that stop him and that Nora probably wouldn't let him use it even if he had one. My wife, I told him, liked to feel the heat of a guy's cum in her pussy, along with the wetness of it.Bob moved up closer and rubbed the head of his very hard cock on the lips of my wife's cunt and I couldn't help but think how neat that looked. I also thought about how lucky I was to have a woman who was so open to sex and who enjoyed it almost like she was a man. It's too bad all women can't let themselves go like that and get full enjoyment from it. After several moments of rubbing his cock against her pussy lips, Bob began to slowly enter her. He entered her gently and slowly, in a single action that didn't stop until his balls were bouncing off of her asshole. As he began a slow fucking rhythm, I watched the point of their joining closely. I could see how the thickness of his cock was so much different than my own. I could see that the entire length of his cock was wet from my wife's pussy juices and his own pre-cum and the lips of her cunt hugged the shaft of his cock. As he pushed into her, even the outer pussy lips were pulled inside, all but disappearing from view. When he moved his cock back out of her, the lips grasped his cock like a mouth, pulling and tugging at him, as though they were trying to keep him inside. I was almost positive that Nora's cunt didn't grasp my cock like that. He must feel like my wife's cunt is very tight and Nora must be feeling much fuller than normal, I thought to myself.As he fucked my wife, I reached through Bob's legs from the back and rolled his balls in my hand. Then, I allowed my fingers to slide up his cock to where it entered Nora's pussy. I lightly rubbed over Nora's pussy lips and allowed my fingers to slide against the shaft of his cock while he fucked her. Once again, Nora was cumming and she began to buck her hips up at his cock very forcefully. I pulled my hand out so Bob could get as deep as possible in her. Then, as her peak passed, Nora told Bob she wanted him to fuck her from behind.Bob pulled back, letting his cock pop out of her cunt and Nora turned over and got up on her hands and knees. As Bob moved back to her, Nora reached between her legs and took hold of his cock. She directed it to her cunt as he moved forward, and I saw him slide all the way in. A couple of minutes later, Nora called for me to come up and fuck her mouth. My cock had been as hard as a metal rod ever since they began fucking and I quickly moved up in front of Nora. She told me to lie on my back, so I lay down and slid down to where she could get her lips on my dick. Nora sucked hard on my cock and pushed her tongue hard up against the underside of my cock. The tongue pressure pushed my cock up against the roof of her mouth. Her mouth felt like a very tight, wet cunt on my cock. Instead of moving her head, she allowed Bob's thrusting into her from the rear move her head back and forth on me, which set up the same rhythm as Bob had going.My cock isn't long enough to get into Nora's throat, but each time Bob drove his dick into her, my cock would slide all the way back and bump off the back of her mouth. The feeling was exquisite and I knew that I would cum quickly. As I felt my own balls tighten up getting ready to shoot my wad into her throat, Bob once again groaned loudly and drove into Nora to the hilt. I could tell he was shooting his cum deep into my wife's pussy. Suddenly my own orgasm was on me and I unleashed my goo into Nora's mouth. She took every drop and swallowed it all without losing any. Finally, Bob pulled himself out of Nora and fell over onto the bed. Nora rolled over almost on top of him. He reached around her and idly played with her tits while we all rested and came down from our peaks.After regaining our breath somewhat, we all sat up and had a drink and lit cigarettes. Jokingly, Nora asked Bob if he wanted to have a taste of my cum to see if it was any different than his own. He laughed and said that he would love it and they began a deep kiss hat lasted several minutes. I could see that their tongues were going back and forth between each other's mouth. When they finally broke apart, Nora asked him how I tasted and Bob told her that it was pretty much the same as his own had tasted. She asked him if he liked it, and he told her that it wasn't something he wanted to taste all of the time, but that it sure wasn't bad. He allowed that if it were necessary to taste it in order for her to suck him off or kiss him, he wouldn't mind it at all. Nora laughed and told him to get used to the taste, because with threesomes like this, there was almost no way he wouldn't taste it often. Besides, she told him, next time she was going to fuck me while she sucked him and when he and I had both cum in her, she wanted us to swap places and clean her up. Bob looked startled and I have to admit I probably had the same look. Then, he told her that he would lick her pussy clean no matter how many times I had cum in it.He once again thanked both Nora and I for the great experiences we allowed him. Nora told him that she really enjoyed sex with him and invited him to come over for more anytime he was in the mood and could get away. Bob looked at me and asked me if I was sure I didn't mind him fucking Nora and I assured him that it was very enjoyable for me. I found out that I liked to share her and would look forward to doing it often. Perhaps with others as well as him. Maybe we would even try a little swinging so I could get a chance at some strange pussy from time to time.END |
cumbride.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/19/cumbride.txt | |
bobbi17.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/08/bobbi17.txt | |
tping.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/tping.txt | I grew up in a small mid-western town. I had an older brother, I always tagged along with him and his friends. They were 12 years old I was 11, in the small town where we lived the 6, 7, and 8th grade classes all shared the same teachers we just switched classrooms. This is where the T. P. ing (toilet papering) comes in because our science/health teacher was a fucking prick and at that age that is about the worst thing you can think to do to a person. He really was a good teacher but it was the way he went about it that pissed off most of the kids and a few parents. He would sometimes keep badgering a kid until they cried, usually one of the girls and at that age there is always at least one boy who has a crush on her, and if you tried standing up to him you were next. That is why nobody could understand how he ended up with the very attractive, much younger wife that he had. Everyone had their own theory but I didn't believe them until that Halloween night. My parents were always very strict so the plan was to spend the night at our friend's house. He had a single mom that wasn't all that attractive but before bed the last time we stayed over came out wearing the most see through negligee I've ever seen in the right light. Needless to say it's difficult to "get off" with two other guys in the same room. But that's not why we were there this was about middle school payback or justice whatever you want to call it.We packed all black clothes, our sleeping bags, and three mag-lights (our dad's a firefighter and that's the only flashlight they use)in our back packs, gathered what little cash we could, from our summer jobs, and rode our bikes to Jim's house. We were greeted at the door by Carol (Jim's mom) I found myself taking off my back pack to cover my erection. She was not really conscious of how much of a flirt she was, except when she saw how uncomfortable it made me. She was a great cook and made us supper and also made me wonder how she was single but I never asked. The plan was to go get "supplies" at our favorite dollar store and come back and wait for his mom to go to bed, which is really what I was waiting for. I was kind of disappointed when she sat out in the living room with until she went to bed(no nighty show)but we had to get ready to follow through with our plan of attach. We each picked a different room to change in, witch I liked because I was hard from the chance of getting to see her "dressed for bed" but at that age I was in some state of arousal most waking hours. We got our plan strait waited for dark then headed out, it was a long ride out to the nice end of town where all the bankers and teacher live(teacher were paid very well in our small community).We rode to the ally on the back side of the house. I was a little gullible back then and pretty daring so it didn't take much for them to convince me to go scope out the place. It must have been hilarious to watch because I could hear them laughing their stupid asses off as I made my to the only window with a light on. What I could see through the small crack in the blinds nearly made me cum. Our teacher who was almost 50 and his hot ass wife I'm guessing mid-20's, he was the "teacher" and she was the "student". She was wearing the white shirt, plaid skirt witch was pulled up, and I got there just in time to see the front of her white cotton panties start to turn yellow and bulge out as she peed herself while kneeling in front of him. I gave them the signal to get started as I "double checked" to make sure the coast was clear and when I looked back he was sitting in his chair with her standing in front of him. He then rolled down her soaked panties, I could see him squeezing some more pee out and it ran down her legs. She was holding up her skirt the hole time and it looked like she was about to cry, but I would guess that was all a part of the fun for him. She then lay across his lap and I could see her smooth wet pussy, than a very loud (even outside) smack on her ass. At this point I would have been fine just to watch this but we were there for another reason. Now we had all heard the stories of how he had pulled a shotgun on the other students who had tried to T. P. him before but I knew he was busy. He had about a dozen trees and shrubs that line the front of the house so that is where I started. I began doing laps around the shrubs with roll after of toilet paper, we were pros. I went to help finish the last trees that were back near our bike. I went back to check the window before we left and they were both saying no let's go but they hadn't seen what I had. As I looked back towards the window they said we're leaving I just waved to them. As I got back to the window the light shut off, it was a cloudy night so when it went off and my light wasn't on I panicked a bit and as I was running to my bike and fumbled with the light I was tackled from behind. It wasn't a hard tackle like I was used to from football but never the less I was caught. As wrestled to get away I got onto my back and then noticed that my pants were being removed. At that time I managed to get the light on and it was the wife who had pulled my pants down to my knees she said put that light out and for some reason I did as she took my steel hard rod in her hand. I pretty much came as soon as I felt her mouth on it I started crying for some reason and she was trying to quiet me down because I started saying how sorry I was. She said, "I'm only sorry it happened so fast." I quieted down thinking it might happen again, but then I heard myself say I should catch up with my friends then she whispered in my ear that if I could sneak back later see would give me something to remember a night I wouldn't soon forget.END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection |
thaibargirl.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/thaibargirl.txt | My wife Aliyt is a stunning Thai beauty. The kind of woman who can give you an erection by just moving her hips when she crosses the room. Aliyt is petite for a Thai girl at 5ft1" with gorgeous brown skin and a very slender and marvelously proportioned body. She has small firm breast with nipples that poke through those thin Thai tube tops she likes to wear and long waist length flowing black hair. As for yours truly, I am 49 years old white male, a bit overweight and like I like tight Asian pussy. I met my wife working in a bar in Bangkok. She came on to me and I bought her a few beers. We flirted and kissed mouth to mouth. I had paid the bar fine we spent the night together. From the first time I met her, Aliyt wore a wide smile and I found her to be endowed with a good sense of humour. She was always cheerful, very friendly and laughed easily while her eyes shone with mischief and joy. Her laugh revealed a sexy piercing on her tongue. I was later to find matching piercings on her belly button and her left vaginal lip. Aliyt was a sweet, affectionate, soft, gentle and very feminine girl. She was always smiling and charming. I knew Aliyt worked as a hostess in a beer bar. That was a fact and as such I knew what she did for a living. She provided company and sexual services to patrons. I knew that she could be bought from a bar for a night or more by paying a bar fine to the bar. She made money from having sex with clients and getting them to buy her lady drinks. She earned about 40,000 baht per month and she was only allowed two days off a month. She was not allowed time off on Fridays, Saturdays and national holidays and she had to go out with the clients four to ten times a month or pay fine of 500 baht for each missed quota as well as selling a hundred drinks. In spite of this as the days turned to weeks together, I could not help falling in love with her. Aliyt had grown up in Isaan and she had come to Bangkok to work and earn money to support her family. Her best friend Pom had been working as a dancer at a Go-Go bar and found her a job in a beer bar. All the money she earned she would send back to her parents and when she was not working she would hang out and play cards with Pom or the other girls. In addition to being docile, loving and devoted, she was very passionate and intense in her love making. She her trained her tight little Asian pussy into a real muscle. She groaned with passion as we made love and I knew she was really enjoying the sex leaving me totally satiated and exhausted. The first few weeks it seemed like a dream come true. I made all the arrangements and we travelled around visiting Thailand, enjoying being together and getting a feel for the culture. I must say I fell in love with the country too, its food its people lovely flowers and beautiful girls. When we were not out visiting or eating Aliyt liked to wake up late, watch TV and eat tasty spicy noodles. She did not seem to have any other interests except good sex and spending my money on shopping. I found that she was actually quite lazy actually, she did not like to do any housework, cook or clean up and thought that was the job of a maid. I put it down to cultural differences and forgave her a s she was so loving towards me.Sex was great together and we got along very well without too many arguments. I liked Thai food and I loved fucking her slutty pussy and she knew how to care for me. Trust was a big part of our relationship. Aliyt had been a bargirl but she told me that it was all over now and she was starting out a new. She had fallen in love with me and she was determined that we get married and settle down. I had been told by a friend that to be successful in turning a bargirl into a girlfriend it had done so when they were new to prostitution. After the first couple of months it was much harder. I loved her so much that I decided that I would take my chances anyway. I knew we had a very special loving bond and I hoped that it would be strong enough. I had no problem with her past as a bar girl, I told myself. She had been quite open and honest about it. How her 'uncle' and her friend Pom had helped her into the business and helped her train as a bargirl. How after she had been with the first few men things had changed for her. She had got into the swing of it and found the right attitude toward having sex with a customer, helped by the other girls. After a while she had decided to stick with the business and she had found herself easily willing to go out with additional men. She had found that she enjoyed it, the money, the thrills and the power it gave her over other men and the lifestyle it brought. She soon found herself addicted to the promiscuousness of prostitution. She was still young and desirable. I brought her stability and money. It was a good match.Married and back to the bar in Bangkok...After we got back from our honeymoon, we decided to live in Bangkok for a while until we managed to sort out all her emigration paperwork. I took a job as a consultant and made enough money to keep us comfortable. However it never seemed to be enough. We had only been back in Thailand a couple of weeks when Aliyt suggested we go back to the beer bar for the evening."Whatever for?" I asked, startled. "Why would you want to go back to that place after the tough time they gave you?" "I need to see my Thai friends. Speak Thai. Please, honey. Do it for me, honey..." She pleaded, "I want to go now before it is too crowded."I blinked, suddenly noticing that she was already all dressed to go out. She was wearing a white Lycra tube top and tube micro skirt that fitted her body tightly like a glove and showed off her hard nipples beneath. She had put on bright red lipstick, mascara and was wearing black high heels with short white socks. I caught my breath. She looked absolutely desirable in a provocative and slutty way, very much in tune with what the average bar girl would be wearing. Reluctantly I agreed. I admitted to her that I was excited at the thought of other men getting a hard on for her. She laughed at me in surprise, but she seemed to feel relieved by my attitude. I admitted to her that actually the idea of all those other women looking at her disapprovingly and enviously and the men knowing that they could be fucking her for a price made me horny. She took hold of my cock firmly and ran her hand over the length of my cock, feeling it's hardness in her hand and looked me in the eye with a sluttish and provocative amusement. As she gently stroked it, she told me she liked men to want her. The thought of her fucking another men's cocks for money instead of mine made me so hard. I kissed her face and her neck. She let out a sigh then and pushed against my cock saying she was excited but ready to go.When we got to the bar, we sat down and ordered some drinks and Pom came up to us and hugged Aliyt. The girls were happy and excited to see each other and chatted together in Thai. Pom began to flirt with me at the same time. Smiling at me, she told Aliyt how lucky she was to find such a good hearted strong handsome husband. I felt embarrassed and offered to go over the bar and fetch some drinks. When I got back I found my wife standing next to a stranger. She smiled at him and leaned over towards him. He said something and she laughed. She looked so charming and beautiful. By the way he was looking at her he was certainly not insensitive to her personality and sex appeal. She waved for beers and sat down close next to him, leaving me alone at the bar. He seemed to be all over her. I had never seen the man before. He had his arms around my wife and that he was squeezing and pulling her firm bottom up against his crotch. Her arms were resting on his shoulders and she was rubbing up against him, sliding her pussy up and down his leg, feeling his meat rubbing up against her soaked pussy, touching his cock under his pants to get it hard and kissing his ear and giggling.He said something in her ear and her face flushed and she glanced towards me. I saw that her hand was touching and feeling his hard cocks in their pants. They continued to drink more beers and the guy reached out and started to fondle and caress my wife's breast through her tight Lycra tube top. His hands were on her hard nipples and I saw him fondling them with his fingers. She kissed him open mouthed. I watched in horror at my beloved locked in a mouth to mouth kiss with him. I saw her mouth move as she stuck her tongue down his throat with passion. I felt a strong pang of real jealousy and nearly got up but stopped myself in time. I told myself that it was too late anyway to be jealous as that was her nature and after all she seemed to be really enjoying it. I was getting my wish, I thought with irony. Another man was ravaging my wife and I was there to see it. I felt anger, jealousy and arousal fighting it out. She shook her head. I saw his hand reach up between her legs. His fingers thrust in and rubbed her wet horny pussy. She had her hand on his horny dick now. She had extracted it from his pants and she was firmly trying to jerk her customer off. After a few strokes my sweet Thai bride took it in her mouth and was licking and sucking at his thick cock like a back alley whore. I watched my girl take this strange meat between her lips: What a complete slut! She eagerly shoved his meat in her mouth. From the look on her face she liked sucking his erected cock and was enjoying every second of it. When she is boozed up with a few drinks taking an unknown stiff cock in her mouth seemed natural. With all the excitement she had obviously totally forgotten about me. It seemed like she didn't care about me her spouse in this private little moment of her... She was partying with this well hung male as the boozed flowed through her body and my lady lost control and went with her animal bitch instincts which told her to fuck any strong cock with cash in it for her. My wife might be a real slut but I am proud of her. She sucked him off until the poor guy couldn't take no more and he was ready to explode in her mouth. She moved back, her lips smiling and dripping with cum.He said something to her. She ignored him. He insisted and they reluctantly got up and wandered over to me. I stood up and approached the couple. "That's my wife you are groping, Mister. Get your hands off her ass," I said.He looked up at me with annoyance but made no move to break free. "Nah, I paid for her drink," he replied. "Get lost!" He added with disdain.I clenched my fists controlling my anger and jealousy. I looked at the couple with strong mixed emotions and contradictory feelings: anger at my wife's behavior, fear of not wanting to confront or fight this man and arousal at seeing my wife behave like a slut before me. My cock was hard looking at what he is doing to her, touching her intimately. I felt overcome by mental and moral cowardice and took a step back. Aliyt glanced at me up. I could read disappointment and contempt in her eyes as I back down. Reluctantly, she disengaged herself gently from his strong embrace. When the customer began to protest she put a finger to his lips and whispered something in his ear. He grudgingly let go of her and she moved towards me. He nodded, unhappy but said nothing. I took hold of her arm firmly and pulled her against me."Stop, you're hurting me." She winced."What do you think you're doing, behaving like that?" I said."I'm working, honey. He pay me good. Please don't get angry. Promise." She pleaded, eyes wide."What do you mean you're "working". I thought you had given that up and that we were going out together." I responded."They call me this afternoon. Nerissa is sick. They need another girl to cover her shift. I tell them I can do it. Need more pocket money, honey." She said.I suddenly realized that she had not told me the truth earlier. She was quite cunning, irresponsible and deceitful when she wanted to be. I was angry that she had committed to work at the bar without asking me. After all she was married to me now!"The other girls are busy. I help them out." She insisted, seeing my expression. "No more fighting, honey. Please. I just flirt and they buy me drink. That is all. Afterwards I rape you, promise." She said gently squeezing my cock through my pants. "His firm cock makes my pussy wet and horny for you, honey." She pulled my finger under her skirt and into her soaked sleeve. She wasn't wearing any panties beneath. "You feel how I am wet now, honey?" She said, fucking my finger gently and discretely with her pussy. She gave me a quick sperm wet peck on the lips and told me:"Jake ask me for short time with him." I looked at her, stunned."You mean you want to go with him?" I blurted out."He pay me good money, 3,000 baht for short time honey." She said."You're not going with him?" I managed, my face livid."I need to work. Earn money. I go with Jake, have good time, do boom boom."Misinterpreting my look of anguish, she kissed me briefly and added: "You no worry, tilak ja. Jake take good care of me. He nice big cock. He fuck my pussy good. I come back to you soon after Jake finished boom boom."The guy had only just invited my slutty wife back to his hotel for a good fuck with her. Even though she was with me, my true whore of a bargirl was unable to resist his lewd offer. Before I could protest Jake wrapped his big arms around my girl and pulled her tight up against his big cock. She looked at me pleadingly so I gave in. She kissed the guy hungrily and took him by the hand. She would definitely be taking her clothes off to ride this well-hung stud shortly. I knew that soon he would be spreading her legs then driving his long fat cock into her cunt and pounding her like the cheap bar whore that she was. She called over to the Madam. I saw them discussing something, then the man reached into his pocket and handed over some money to Madam Orchid. She shook her head and reluctantly he gave her some more baht. She smiled and nodded. I swallowed hard: Had he just paid the bar fine for my wife? Aliyt got up, took the man by the arm and lead the guy down the back. She glanced at me giving me a little smile and a sign to wait. I got up to follow but I found myself intercepted by Madam Orchid."You cannot go, Sir. Mrs. is busy now." She said, stepping in front of me to block my passage."I want to see her now," I insisted."Ok, come this way then." She said misunderstanding my intentions.Reluctantly, I let her take me through another back door that gave into the office adjoining the back bedroom. I stopped and gasped:"What the hell?"I felt angry and frustrated. At the same time I knew that I would enjoy watching my cum grubbing hoe getting hammered in a variety of sex positions. There through a one way mirror I saw my wife on the bed with the other man. Watching my beloved being touched by this stranger made my stomach retch. As I watched him kiss her on the lips and her avid little mouth responding to his embrace I felt weak at the knees. I wanted to faint but I forced myself to watch with dawning horror, realising at last what I had got myself into. My wife was making out with a total stranger and soon she would be taking his cock inside her lovely body, a body I had adored and thought of now as belonging to me. I felt anger, arousal and fascination as I watched. I wanted to stop her and hit the guy but I knew that it was not the answer and anyway what was done was done. It was too late. I just had to touch my hard on and stare at her as she became aroused and responded to him physically, pasting her firm slim body against his, rubbing her hand over his crotch provocatively. I realised that she couldn't see me through the one way mirror.I had often fantasized about watching my beautiful wife being fucked by one of her customers but it had never occurred to me that it might actually happen for real until then just been that. Seeing here like this now just made me angry or want to cry or something. Instead I just gritted my teeth tight and I watched standing still and doing nothing. The only thing that moving was my lurching dick. The idea of my wife fucking a total stranger and cumming on his cock made me really hard but I guess there is a real difference between wishing it to happen and actually being there and seeing your wife getting screwed in front of you. I had once fucked the wife of a dude I met on the internet right in front of him. He had been very cool and mature about the whole thing. He had watched quietly stroking his cock. After I had made his wife cum screaming on my hard cock he had calmly proceeded to fuck his wife and then they had kissed warmly. I was very impressed, wondering if I could be so mature about it too and enjoy it for the simple screwing it was without any emotion or jealousy."Don't be angry, Sir. Your wife's pussy is still good for many men." Madam said, trying to sooth me. This of course had the very opposite effect.I was shocked. I knew that this was the answer to giving my wife the happiness and fulfillment she needed and lacked but was I really prepared to sell my wife to a horny stranger who wanted to fuck her in the ass for bahts? She was a Thai girl and even if she had sex for money I knew that once a girl had been a whore she would always be a whore and that having sex with a man for money would always make her extremely horny. As for myself I found an irresistible and morbid fascination at the thought of watching my wife ride some rich guy's cock for cash. I wondered what would happen if I allowed her to continue earning money by fucking men who simply craved to use her lovely body for sex. Would I ruin my marriage and lose my beautiful wife? I knew it was a risk. But then I had this obsessive fantasy to see other guys use and fuck her for money like the bar girl she had trained hard to be. I was shocked at myself, but deep inside I knew she wanted and needed to take other cocks in her even now after we were married. "You're very lucky man to have such a hot sexy wife. She fuck real good, I know," said the Madam.My cock was growing harder in my pants now. I lusted to see this stud bone my petite slutty wife. I wanted to see him fucking her pussy, making it loose again, then fucking her asshole and filling it with cum. I wanted to fuck her pussy and feel his semen squishing around my cock too. Aliyt had been brought up in a culture where they were taught to please men and she had worked the bars fucking many men every day for nine years. So what was another cock cumming in her tight Asian pussy anyway? I guess that what had changed now was that she was mine, my wife, my loving bride and I adored her. I wanted to jump up and stop it, but at the same time I loved her so much and I wanted her to enjoy having sex with the other man.I wanted to touch her hair and gently stroke her lovely shoulder. Her eyes were sparkling with sexual desire and mischief. I wanted to kiss her on the lips and a squeeze her tight before letting her pleasure her male friend. I felt a terrible pang of jealousy and arousal, yet I was proud of her professional dedication to her duties and her desire to keep him in her hold, pleasure him and make him cum adoringly in her pussy. I was torn between a series of strong conflicting emotions but I just kept fondling my cock to ensure that I would allow my wife to get the sexual satisfaction she needed and to earn the reward we both felt she deserved.The man moved to her head and I watched in horror and he slid his cock down her throat. "Fuck her. Fuck my slutty bargirl. She wants and deserves it..." I thought.My wife sealed her luscious brown lips around his exposed cock head and plunged her head down onto his dick. I watched her head move expertly up and down his long glistening shaft, suppressing a gag as she moved to take the whole nine inches deep inside her small throat. I could not believe it! Little did I know my bitch would suck that bastard's cock and fuck him with such a fierce passion. She came up for breath and groaned, letting out a deep long "Ahhh!" of satisfaction, hunger and unchaste enjoyment. Then she began to suck harder at his cock. No longer able to control himself the guy released a hot sticky stream of man juice straight down my hot little Asian girl's throat. She swallowed hard, taking down every last drop of his cum. Then she proceeded to lick the moisture off his cock and tease it with her tongue until it was hard again. She pushed him back onto the bed and with a wicked smile climbed on top of him, mounting his cock. I noticed her pussy was wetter than I had ever seen it before. Her juices were running down her inner thighs. Reaching down beneath her, she took hold of his long cock. Holding hit firmly with her left fist, she positioned the cock head against the open entrance of her moist vaginal lips. With one strong shove thrust, she let herself down the full length of his cock, taking it up to the hilt in her hot pussy. As she sank down on his cock, she closed her eyes, smiled and opened her mouth, letting out a small sigh of satisfaction. I looked at her as she slowly began to move up and down on his cock, lifting herself up on her knees, then gently letting herself back down on it. She was impaled upon this stranger's cock and I could see that she was loving it. His cock was thick and long and she tightened her ass cheeks to grasp it firmly inside her tight pulsating pussy. I knew that she was thrilled feeling that huge cock inside her, penetrating her belly so fully and so deeply. She was hot, wet, and tight on top of him, riding his cock. That way, she could take it all, every fucking inch of the precious meat into fill her hungry whore pussy. She swiveled her hips and then rocked back and forth on the man's thrusting cock, making sure he had maximum penetration. Even though it was a bit awkward with my being there, I knew from her happy eyes that my cutie was really enjoying getting fucked by this other guy. I watched my hot-cunted bitch ride the stranger's cock. She was acting like a real horny slut: She thrust up against his down eagerly riding his dick with fierce passion and begging for him to fuck her harder. She had never let me fuck her like that, I realised. Not that deep, hard and dirty. My fantasy had become reality: My wife was fucking this stranger deeply. Even though it had been so fucking hot to watch another man plowing my wife I knew then and there that our relationship was in serious trouble. But I just could not help enjoy watching my wife moan of pleasure as this other guy drilled her tight wet pussy. I could not help pulling out my cock and I stroking it hard as I watched her moaning with guttural pleasure now. I was so horny watching her new male friend fuck my slutty bride. "She knows we are watching," said the Madam. Effectively Aliyt looked up in our direction, staring straight at me through the mirror. She smiled and quickened her pace. I saw my lovely wife squeeze her legs around his thrusting body urging him on as he came in her. His strong dark body stiffening as he gushed his wad deep up inside my wife's unprotected womb. I was rock hard and my own cock jerked in my hand. My wife let out a wild cry and then shuddered. I never thought I would see her enjoy the most powerful of orgasms from some random stranger's cock. She quickly came again but she kept on riding the guy's cock like there was no tomorrow. He looked up at her and they both leaned in to kiss. They were actually making love now. I could tell. This wasn't simply fucking any more. I could tell by the look in their faces. She told me afterwards that he was awesome and that he had totally abused her, screwing their tight anal hole so hard.Finally I could stand no more and let my seed out cumming too in appreciation of my wife's enjoyment. The bed sheets where my wife had had sex looked soaked in sweat and sex. Aliyt's body was glistening from the hard fucking. The guy rolled over on his back and they kissed exploring each other's mouth again. After he had left I went into the other room. She smiled at me and pulled me towards her. She kissed me gently, tenderly and passionately on the mouth. Her mouth and her whole face smelled like cock. There was a peaceful and satisfied warm, loving glow about her. She felt giddy and young; she felt so adored. As she closed her eyes and kissed she closed her eyes remembering the feeling of the other guy between her thighs. The feeling of his long, hard cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy and imagining its full length still inside her cunt. She shivered with delight at the thought.I put my hand on her sticky wet crack, collected a potent mixture of pussy juice, the semen of another guy and put fingers in my mouth, tasting the juices of her coupling. It tasted sweet and musky. She smiled at me, surprised and delighted then pulled my head down towards her wanton loose pussy saying:"Lick my pussy clean, honey. I still have lots more work to do tonight. Lick it clean for me so another real man can fuck me good there for you." I could not blame my wife if I was a cuckold now. After all she was a pleasure girl and nothing I could do would take the whore out her now or stop her screwing other men's cocks and letting them pleasure her and cum in all her holes... I adored my filthy immoral Thai bar girl wife and that meant I would have to put up with the situation. She pasted my head against her pussy and rubbed it over my mouth and nose, directing me to lick between her soft half parted vaginal lips where the sticky juice was starting to ooze out in blobs. I licked hungrily at her unclean pussy, drinking and swallowing the fresh cum. "Eat it," she said rubbing my face in it. "Yes, that's right. Suck it all out of me... Can you taste his cum, honey? You see how he liked fucking your slutty wife's pussy? It was so good. He made me cum like a bitch in heat."She groaned as I licked all around her pussy, sucking and swallowing the sperm from her sinful arousal. She told me that he had paid her more to fuck her bareback without a condom. Anyway it didn't matter now that she was married, she explained. After all we wanted to have children and so she could make more money fucking her customers bareback. If she got knocked up that was okay since we wanted to have a kid. It didn't really matter to her which cock or whose sperm it was. I groaned and told her to go and fuck another guy. She smiled and replied that she was feeling horny too.I was surfing Thai porn sites when I found the clip of my wife doing it with this other guy. She told me that she had stopped working. But when I saw her fuck that guy on the internet, I couldn't deny anymore the fact that she had lied to me. She was wearing her wedding ring so I knew this was only a week or two old. She was working as a bargirl again fucking and sucking men for a living. When you see the footage on my site, you'll see why you should never trust a fucking whore! My mouth fell open and I swallowed hard as I watched the new post of my new bride fucking this dude;I watched him kiss her on the lips and her avid little mouth responding to his embrace. I felt weak at the knees. I wanted to faint but I forced myself to watch with dawning horror, realizing at last what I had got myself into. I felt anger, arousal and fascination as I watched. I would really like to rub her breasts and lick her pussy firmly as she sucked on a customer's cock head, licking his cock conscientiously and massaging his balls at the same time. It was obvious that he wanted to fill my wife's pussy full of cum. I thought to myself that surely she would like it too and this would certainly make her little girlish nipples are very hard and erect. It was not long before I was watching as my filthy Aliyt get a hard hot fucking, Her small tits and ass trembled as the guy banged her pussy, making her gasp with pleasure and cum hard. I watched unable to decide whether I was angry or horny. I watched as the guy spread some KY jelly heavily onto his cock. He then positioned himself between her legs and spread her buttocks so that his cock head would slide up and down her slit to her ass. My wife did not seem to protests. He applied lube to her ass and worked it into her tight ass making her squirm and moan. He began working his cock into her ass very slowing against her anus till the head popped into her asshole. My wife squirmed and let out a little yelp, but the guy held her steady as he slowly pushed his cock deeper into her ass. He began sliding his huge black cock in and out of her asshole while she whimpered and grunted till he was finally pounding her ass as hard as he could driving her face down on the bed. As he penetrated her, he fingered her clit, helping to enjoy it fully. His strokes became longer and with more power in her tight ass. She arched her back to meet his thrusts. I watched eagerly as the guy's thick cock fucked in and out of her exposed ass. I listened to her grunt each time he slams balls deep and his cock is buried in her hole! I didn't care that she was getting fucked for money. All that mattered was the cock embedded in her ass. I watched the video several times until I came hard.I still could not believe it. I then got the idea to check the clothes hamper. In it I found her panties, top and mini jeans. The panties were lacy and tight and the clothes smelled of cigarette and beer. She had been drinking in a bar. The panties on the other hand were definitely used and dirty. The crotch of the panties smelled of sex. It was stained around the vaginal area with a darker white discharge a proof of her cheating. I put the panties to my face and breathed in the scent. I had to prove it to myself. It was definitely a mixture of sex. I felt depressed, like a beaten man, as I clutched her stained panties. My mind was spinning. I felt sick and angry. You cannot imagine my confusion. I pleasured myself with my cheating wife's cum-stained panties pushed against my face. And, it didn't take long. I fell asleep from exhaustion sometime after that humiliation.When the next day I confronted her, I demanded to know what was going on. When I told her about it she cried and said how sorry she was. She told me she loved me and asked me to forgive her. Reluctantly I commented on how beautiful and sexy she looked with another man's cock in her mouth and I admitted how horny it made me to have married a slut and see her fucking another man like that. That it just made me want to fill her cunt with my own big long hard piece of hot meat. I was totally addicted to her pussy too. My wife had promised me that she wasn't going to do any adult work after we married, but she had continued and now I knew that she would not be able to stop her. This made me crazy and at the same time it turned me on. I knew I would not want her to stop either even though I knew that soon she would be sucking and fucking other dicks. Aliyt admitted to me that she wanted and needed to fuck other men for money but that she would not cheat and do it behind my back anymore. My wife loves only me but she also enjoys working as a bargirl and hooker, earning good money and enjoying male company. She wants me to allow her to continue working in a beer bar. She wants to continue earning money by fucking men who desire her lovely brown body for sex. Certainly the idea of other men fucking my wife turns me on. Would it ruin my marriage and lose my beautiful wife? She likes taking a hard cock into her tight little Thai pussy and I cannot blame her really. I am sure now that my wife will want to continue fuck other men for money.We watched the porn movie of her fucking together on the bed and she put her hand between her legs and rubbed herself. It was obvious that she still felt horny about the episode and that masturbation alone would not relieve her desires at all. In fact it only served to make her even more horny. I felt her pussy: it was wet and hungry. She suddenly embraced me as she felt an urgent need to be fucked and to have a stiff cock inside her. I was unable to satisfy her and to fulfill her sinful urges and desires even though I came four times. So after she had fucked me my wife had told me she was off to work. Back to the bar... I later got the details off her. My wife had picked a guy in the beer bar. Aliyt was sucking his cock the whole ride back to the hotel in the back of the taxi. They went to the bedroom as soon as they got in. She pushed him on the bed and started ripping his clothes off. She rode him like a bronco while clawing at his chest with her long, painted nails. His cock was hard as a brick as she was riding him. He began to fuck her upwards to meet her thrusts, sinking his cock all the way into her writhing cunt. He watched her face, flush with her arousal, and felt her body tense. "Ride my cock, you fucking whore. Ride my big dick," he groaned.Aliyt thrust her ass up and down on his stiff stick, fast and hard. Her breath was heavy and short. He slapped her ass to make her speed up. Her pussy squeezed his cock tightly as she trembled violently through waves of intense pleasure as he sent his sperm into my young wife above him.My wife came home in the early morning hours. She was wearing a short skirt and a revealing halter black blouse with black stripper heels. She looked trashy and sexy like a beer bargirl. She kicked off her heels and hiked up her skirt. I could see she wasn't wearing any panties. She spread her legs and reached down with a tissue and wiped between her crotch before she dropped her skirt. She brushed her teeth without saying a word before jumping into bed. She smelled of beer and sex as her smooth legs brushed against mine as she adjusted the blankets. Her pussy was red and puffy from and ass were sore after being stretched the guy's big cock and a lot of sex. There was dried semen on her thighs and my wife's hair was a mess and she smelled like cum. I took a deep breath of air and then went down on her. The taste was salty and acidic but I gave her the best oral sex I knew how. She orgasmed twice and then almost yelled at me to stop because it was getting too sensitive. She told me to use a condom as she was working now and she did not want me to catch anything or make her pregnant as that would interfere with her being able to attract and fuck others. Just knowing some guy's sperm was already inside her from earlier in the night and feeling the cum squishing around against my wet condom was driving me crazy. All that man-lube caused my penis to glide right in.I could hardly feel her vagina around me but that was actually a good thing. She lay on her back as I rammed her shaven cunt with aggression. She winced as we made love and told me that she was a little sore down there as the last guy had got a big dick. Imagining his large dick inside my wife made me even harder. My cock was so hard it was throbbing inside of her. Aliyt groaned as she wrapped her legs around this me, surprised at the amount of energy I had found in spite of my age. The bed was rocking and banging against the wall. Her cunt was oozing pussy juice all over my hard cock. She had a powerful orgasm as came inside her tender pussy hole. Watching my wife with a customerA couple of days later my wife brought home her first male friend as her friend who shared the room where she usually fucked her customers had her family staying there and the guy was married on vacation there with his wife. She admitted to me on the phone before she got to the house that she had not told him that she was married and that I better keep out of the way. She turned up at my house with this tall black guy. From the way she was all over him and flirting I could tell that she really wanted this black hunk in her pussy. I saw it was making her hot and flushed. I knew that I would love to watch her be used by this powerful Black man so I went in the other room and let her make her move and take care of business. Meanwhile I was imagining watching him slide his big dick deep inside her loving pussy and making her whimper and then lovingly clean her up afterwards.After a while I crept upstairs and peeked in. I saw my wife down on her hands and knees like a proper slut. He was balls deep in her tight Asian snatch which was tighter than any slutty white wife, while her sissy wimpy white husband remained outside. The guy was fucking her doggie style. This perfect stranger had his long hard dick in her ass and he was pushing himself into her soft moist cunt, showing her what it meant to have a real hard dick banging her wet pussy, grabbing her big tits and calling her a slut. The guy held my Thai whore in place using her like an evil fuck doll and abusing her slut pussy.Until a few days ago my wife had been home with me her husband playing the role of dutiful wife. Now my wife had taken this big black gangbanger upstairs into our bedroom and she had a nine inch black cock abusing her and drilling her senseless. I couldn't believe the vile filth that came spilling out of my cute bitch's mouth while she begged for a harder fuck in the ass. I just stood there, cock in hand and watched. As he fucked her pussy hard with his powerful cock she looked into his eyes with adulation and total sexual submission. The look of content sent an icy feeling to my heart as I knew that she had found a new way to satisfy her greedy appetite for sex and money. As I watched my wife also enjoying being screwed I just wanted to fuck my beautiful dirty wife in the same manner...but admit I simply do not have the body, virility and over-sized cock to do so as she would desire.After a moment I saw him pop his dick out of her cunt and shove it in her ass. She wasn't expecting to take it up her ass but before she could say anything he had stuffed his cock in her butt hole. She groaned as his big cock stretched her anus but he just pushed it in further. She said it hurt for a minute but then she began to moan as she pushed her ass back on his hard dick. After a few minutes of pounding his cock in and out of her asshole, by wife begged him to cum. Of course he obliged her and pulled his dick out of her ass. She kissed him briefly on the lips and told him to come back soon.After this my wife told me she had never felt so filled and nasty in her life and that she had enjoyed it like crazy. I told her black men had the biggest cocks and more spunk than white men, that is what made her cum harder. I remarked to her that she had failed to use a condom again. Aliyt admitted that she loved me very much and wanted a baby very bad. Since she was still working as a bargirl and whoring this would end up another bastard. My wife argued that this is okay and that it didn't matter whose sperm it is was long as we were married. After all if we wanted to have children she could also make more money fucking her customers bareback. If she did get knocked up that was okay since we wanted to have a kid. It didn't really matter to her which cock or whose sperm it was. Having many cocks fucking her pussy would give her maximum seeds in her loins and impregnate her. I did not know what to say at first and started to protest but Aliyt insisted on taking cum in her pussy until she is seeded by a bull. She declared that I was not allowed to fuck her unprotected anymore until she knew that she is knocked up good. I gave in on condition that I be allowed to watch her being used by her black bull as she knows I enjoy seeing their huge cocks in her tiny Asian pussy. I had a very young Filipina friend who had married a white guy from my town and after nine months she had produced a black baby. I knew that she had been regularly fucking other men throughout their honeymoon. I should have known that my wife's tiny Asian pussy was helpless to withstand the overpowering sexual performance capabilities of that man's thick black dick. Now she is addicted to it, addicted to his cock, addicted to cumming over and over at his command. I had witnessed what a big black cock could do to her married Thai ass.I had sex with my wife after he had left. She rode me pretty rough. Her pubic area was already flooded by their juices. After a couple of minutes, I lost it. It was probably the most intense orgasm of my life. I loved my wife. I loved her for giving me sex. She was still riding me when I told her I already came. She hadn't noticed. She stopped and looked down between her legs at my shrinking erection. She got up and went to the bathroom. I couldn't move, it was so intense.The next day the black farang was back for more. She was all over him kissing him, calling him darling and staring him deep in the eyes with lust and adulterous desire. Her body seemed to shiver with anticipation as he squeezed her ass. She was so eager with the anticipation of worshipping his beautiful, perfect black body that she was caressing her superior black cock through his trousers. She quickly dragged him upstairs for another session of raw se and a chance for him to stretch her small Thai pussy with his big black cock again. I watched through the bedroom door as she his massive erection out of his pants, her eyes gleaming with sinful lust and her lips trembling with anticipation. It was the biggest black cock that I had ever seen in my life! Before I knew it, her lips closed around his hard cock. I was now watching her mouth slide down on another man's prick! Her tongue swirled around the tip and then she put his entire cock into her mouth all the way down to the balls. She bobbed her head up and down, and her fingers lightly caressed his balls as she ran her tongue from the base to the tip and sucked the head. She sucked and slurped while she stroked his balls, and then fisted his prick and sucked as she stroked it, up and down, over and over. She was already hungrily sucking that huge cock, licking and spitting on it, trying to swallow it all the way down to its big balls. I could understand why she was so greedy and lusty at having a dick that size. I guessed that her pussy was just itching to get that extremely large cock filling her cunt all the way up, banging her lusty wet hole while she moans with pleasure. He threw his head back and groaned: "I'm gonna ruin that tight little pussy and her ass girl. I'm gonna pump a massive load of hot spunk deep inside of your booty..."His black cock was starting to ooze. I watched as she sucked his wet dripping cock. She wanted and lusted for that real a big fat black cock in her juicy hole. After a while when the monster cock could grow no longer my wife slid her warm tight cunt over the guy's big erection and rode him and fucked him hard, banging his balls against her pussy. Her wet mouth remained wide as she panted and rode his cock hungrily. While she was being fucked, she glanced at the door. She knew I was watching. Her eyes were glazed with immense promiscuous bliss while the black bull split her open and filled her small pussy with his dark cock. They fucked in every position with Aliyt making sure the positions were such that I could see his cock going in and out of her little housewife pussy. I watched with pain, envy and adoration even though I know she is humiliating me by cheating and prostituting her body with this man. This guy treated my wife like a Thai street meat and completely abused her pussy with his big dick. This is what happens when you marry a wife who's young, hot, and dick hungry whore. We just got married and she was already spreading her legs for other guys. I watched with mixed pleasure and disgust the lewd scene of his long black shaft stretching her cheeks and stuffing her pussy mouth. He had her hips in a vice grip and proceeded to pound her pussy, his dick was a battering ram crashing into her horny hole. She squealed in delight. Her pussy was never been more alive. She loved to be used well by men. This stranger gave her what she needed. He was groaning now. My wife stared into my eyes as she experienced an earth shattering orgasm. As I watched this black man probably half my age and twice his size putting a load like that into my unprotected married Thai wife I felt aroused beyond belief and terribly sad. My wife was allowing this guy to fertilize her eggs. His spunk was so abundant that it filled her pussy to the brim and flowed out of her sleeve in a white sticky mixture and ran down her thigh. After seeing the amount of cum he had pumped into my wife's tight pussy I'm sure that he had impregnated her tubes and that soon I would be the proud cuckold father of a black baby. Then I thought I love the taste of her well fucked cunt, perhaps she would let me try and stop it and lap up the gobs of spunk that were oozing from her well fucked cunt.After he had left I found my wife there waiting for me with his cum in her pussy. The big black cock bull had left her married baby making pussy full of his cum. I was rewarded with the pleasure of cleaning his seed from her pussy with my tongue on her sticky vaginal lips. She insisted I put on a condom before I was allowed to slide my relatively smaller cock into her well used stretched and gooey vaginal hole. I guess she did not want me to contaminate her breeding stud's potent seed. With the amount of sperm I her belly I thought that would be highly unlikely but I was hard at the idea too. She was a bitch and did not care who impregnated her as long as he fucked and paid her well, made her cum hard on his big cock and was not her husband. I pumped their promiscuous thick juices in and out of her womb helping her to fertilize her eggs. As I came she groaned and kissed me hard on the lips. I tasted the cock on them. A few minutes earlier she had been sucking her bull's hard black cock with her lovely lips and licking and gratefully swallowing his cum.After that sometimes she has sex in front of me but mostly in her customer's hotel room. I don't know why I have not put up much of a fight. I lost my pride and dignity when it came to my wife. It was a mixture of love and complete hated at the same time. I know my fucking slutty bitch is getting her skinny cunt getting banged in the shower, on the bed, on the floor or elsewhere and I am not able do anything about it. My petite Asian bar girl is getting a dick stuck in her dirty pussy several times a day now for money and it makes me horny.Once you have been with a Thai or Filipina women it is hard to go back to a western women. They are so cute, loving, caring, feminine and they all have good hot sexy bodies. Why would a western man want to return to an equal relationship in the west when he's got a woman who will make his dinner every night, not require help instinctively know how please a man, to make him feel special, and use this same talent in bed.END |
twins.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/08/twins.txt | |
areluctantcuckold.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/areluctantcuckold.txt | PART 1Tony sat at the bar taking one last sip of his beer. He decided he wanted out of there. Absolutely nothing going on or at least coming his way. Another wasted night for Tony. This really sucked. He looked at a pretty blonde who was talking to this black guy at the opposite end of the bar. Well, good for them Tony thought. At least he was going to get some fresh pussy tonight.Tony sat his beer glass down on the bar than tossed a five dollar tip down for the bartender and made his way out of the bar. He got into his car and looked into the rear view mirror before starting the engine. He could see a couple making out in a truck that was parked across the way. This place had always been known for a good pickup bar but Tony wasn't having any luck. This was the fourth weekend in a row. God knows how many women he approached, danced with, bought drinks for and so on. Tony just lost his touch when it came to picking up women these days.He started the engine and drove off making his way back home for the evening. The drive only took about twenty minutes. He turned down his street and saw a white car parked out in front of his house. He pulled into the driveway pushing the garage door opener as he pulled up and into the garage. He got out and looked over at that white car. The engine was running but Tony couldn't see inside the car. It was almost pitch dark out. Besides, it looked like the windows were tinted.Tony unlocked the house door as he pushed the down button for the garage door. He turned on the kitchen light. Everything looked the same as when he left it this evening. He started walking toward the master bedroom as he unbuttoned his shirt. He popped the bedroom door open. The bed was still made. Cindy wasn't home yet.He tossed his shirt over onto a chair and pulled his pants down. The faint smell of Cindy's perfume still lingered in the room. After brushing his teeth and taking a piss, Tony splashed his face with cold water and dried it off before crawling into bed. His dick was semi-hard so he started playing with it making it come to life. He fantasized about that blonde woman at the bar tonight. Tony remembered the red dress she was wearing. She certainly felt good when they danced tonight. After buying her a drink and a short talk, she had somehow run into that black guy when she made a trip to the ladies room. She never came back. Last time Tony saw her was when he was leaving the bar tonight.Tony kept stroking his cock making it hard feeling his balls churning with cum. He really needed to cum tonight and was hoping to score with one of the sluts at the bar tonight. He stroked his cock feeling the wetness around the head. Tony wasn't huge, perhaps a little over six inches in length. Kind of a skinny cock too but Tony never got any complaints. Cindy was always satisfied when they fucked.God, how long has it been? Three months? He sure wished Cindy were home now, he'd ask her to fuck. Tony kept stroking his cock wondering about Cindy. It couldn't have been ten seconds when Tony heard the lock on the front door click.Tony stoked his cock a little longer than stopped and pulled the blanket up to his waist. He positioned himself on the pillow and quietly laid there until Cindy walked into the room. He could barely see her in the dark but heard Cindy kicking her heels off in the corner of the room. Next came the purse, which she threw in the chair. The sound of the zipper at the back of her dress could be heard next.Tony could see her arms twisted back pulling the zipper down. He could see her shadow stepping out of her dress. Tony barely saw her ass wiggle and knew she was lowering her black thong. Tony remembered seeing it out on the chair this evening.Cindy walked into the bathroom closing the door. Tony heard the light click on in there as he laid quietly on the bed. He could hear the water running at the sink. An idea hit him suddenly as he quickly got out of bed reaching down for that black thong.Tony put the little garment next to his nose and sniffed. His heart was racing as he smelled the thong. It smelled of sex. Perfume mixed with a masculine smell. Damn, Tony thought. He moved his fingers to the crotch area. It was still wet. He put the tip of his nose right into the crotch taking a deep whiff. It was definitely male cum. Tony kept sniffing and squeezed the thong in his hands. He then put the thong back down on the floor and went for the dress next.He picked it up smelling it in several places. Perfume, that masculine smell and a little masculine smelling cologne. He quickly put the dress back down on the chair but didn't get any further when the bathroom door opened. Cindy saw Tony standing at the foot of the bed just before she was about to click off the bathroom light. Cindy was still naked. "You're still awake?"Tony looked like the cat that just swallowed the bird. "Uh. Yeah. Had to go pee. How was your night?"Cindy sighed deeply. "Uh...Tired."Tony walked closer starring at Cindy in the glow of the bathroom light. Tony stepped past her on his way into the bathroom.Sandy finally asked. "How was your evening?"Tony stood in front of the toilet trying to pee again after telling her a lie. "Fine. Kind of hung out at the bar for a while."Cindy was still standing in the doorway. Her long blonde hair looked like she had just brushed it. Tony tried not to stare but took a double take when he saw nibble marks around her tits. Tony couldn't help but comment on them."Who is this guy? A vampire?" Cindy had that look like, what are you talking about until she saw where Tony was starring. She turned to look into the bathroom mirror. "Oh God." She said as she rubbed the area just above her hard pink nipples.All Tony could get out was a fee dribbles since he'd peed just before Cindy got home. Still hard and still horny. All Tony could think about was to fuck right now so he quickly grabbed Cindy by the shoulders and twisted her around grabbing her waist putting her ass on the sink counter."Tony! What the fuck are you doing...?"That's all Cindy got out when Tony pressed his lips against hers and pushed his tongue deep inside her parted lips. She tried backing away at first but let him kiss her fully for a minute or so even kissing him back briefly. Tony finally pulled away leaving Cindy gasping for air.Still holding onto her waist and trying to catch his breath as well. Tony asked. "You got fucked good didn't you?" Cindy shook her head back and forth. "I don't think that's any of your business."Tony pressed his lips to Cindy's again. It was turning him on thinking about who his wife was fucking. Cindy was able to move her head a little getting out a short sentence. "Tony...That's enough... Stop..."Tony lowered his face to her tits kissing around her nipples and all around those little red bit marks. He then started kissing his way up toward her neck and soon discovered hickeys on her neck. Tony couldn't resist kissing and licking her neck and chin area. Cindy was trying to push him away without any lick as Tony worked his lips around covering her lips with his again.Within moments Cindy finally gave in holding onto Tony's shoulders as their tongues mingled together.Things were getting more passionate by the second as Tony lowered his lips to one of her pink hard nipples and began sucking and biting the tiny hard orb with his teeth. Cindy cupped the back of Tony's head enjoying his mouth on her breast. She rubbed her hand around playing with his hair as he moved from one tit to the other leaving a wet trial in between. Tony than lifted Cindy's legs as she arched her back placing her hands directly behind her as Tony lifted her ass and dropped to his knees. He dove his face between her open smooth thighs taking in the smell of recent sex which was driving him more insane.Tony began pushing his tongue between Cindy's pink pussy lips tasting her sex and what Tony thought was male cum. Cindy held one hand on the back of his head still propping herself up with the other hand behind her back."Oh God Tony... Your tongue feels hot..."Tony licked and sucked trying to absorb as much of the creamy nectar he could. It didn't matter if he was licking and eating another man's sperm right now. He was too horny to even think about what he was doing.A few minutes perhaps and Tony stopped pulling his underwear down his legs. He positioned himself between Cindy's legs pressing the head of his cock between her wet pink pussy lips. They looked rather puffy already but that only drove Tony more insane as he pushed forward slicing into her wet waiting pussy.Cindy felt hot and wet. It wasn't until he got fully inside her when he realized she felt more loose than usual. Cindy was always tight for him but her pussy felt like she'd just had a baby. Tony started to fuck her anyway ramming his cock in and out of her like a jack rabbit in heat.Cindy put her hands on Tony's shoulders. Although she sat with her mouth wide open enjoying the fuck Tony was giving her. Tony could tell it wasn't the same for her but continued pushing in and out of her wet pussy anyway. White foam started to form around his cock. Tony figured it was a mixture of her lovers cum and Cindy's cum. "Can you cum?" Tony asked.Cindy was breathing heavy with her eyes closed as she replied. "I don't think I can... So tired..."That was her excuse. Tony wasn't buying it but he kept fucking Cindy until he came sending his cum as far up inside her as he possibly could. Cindy didn't cum. It seemed as if she was just giving him the pleasure of allowing him to cum tonight. Perhaps she could sense Tony was horny and didn't have any luck tonight. She was just doing him a favor.Tony backed away allowing Cindy's legs to drop down so she stood up allowing his cum to fall down to the floor with a plop. Tony walked back to bed while Cindy cleaned up a little and soon joined him. It had been four months since they decided to have an open relationship. They weren't getting along too well and it all started with the subject of having children. It was Tony's fault they couldn't have any and he blamed himself.Arguments arouse into shouting matches and one day they decided to take a break from their marriage. At least in a sense of a normal marriage. They still were in love but things weren't the same right now. Tony knew Cindy had been seeing someone. He's spotted the birth control pills about two weeks ago when she left her purse wide open in the kitchen. He remembered the way he felt that day. Kind of made his heart drop and skip a beat but at the same time it aroused him to make his dick get hard knowing Cindy bought those pills to have sex with another man.He never confronted her about them nor did he ask any questions about the person she was seeing. He wanted to know now and planned to ask her as he waited for the bathroom light to go out. Cindy crawled into bed alongside him. Tony didn't waste a second before putting his hand over onto Cindy's pussy mound. He took his fingers and pulled on her inner thigh trying to move her legs apart just enough to poke a finer into her wet pussy slit."Ouch! Not so rough Tony. I'm sore down there."Tony responded. "Gosh baby, how big is this guy you're going out with?"Cindy half moaned trying to pretend she was too tired to answer his question. "I don't know..."Tony wasn't that observant tonight when she first came home other than noticing the wet thong and the smell of her dress but he could tell she was drinking tonight from the smell of her breath. A light bulb just lit in Tony's head. Cindy's pussy was shaved smooth. She hadn't done that since the first couple years they were married. Tony decided to ask questions. He knew Cindy always talked the most when she had been drinking."So baby. What's this guy's name anyway?""Dan," Cindy replied in a low voice. "Do I know him?""I don't think so?" Cindy sighed.Tony was still poking his finger between her pussy lips only being real gentle in doing so. He poked the tip of his finger against her clit making her body tense up."Feel good baby?""Yes but I'm so sore there...""I'll be gentle. I promise." Tony kept playing with her clit getting more response from her body. She was actually squirming around a little as he gently played with her clit."Did he fuck you more than once tonight?"In a light moan like sound Cindy replied softly, "Yes..."Tony was getting hard and wanted to know more."How does he fuck you? Do you ride him or does he get on top?""Both," Cindy purred and added, "Dan likes doggy style too." She giggled taking a deep breath as Tony played with her clit and added more. "Dan likes to see my tits swing back and forth when he fucks me doggy.""That sounds so hot baby, I can almost see you pushing your sweet little ass back against him. Tell me more about Dan baby. How tall is he?"Cindy moaned as Tony kept playing with her clit. She replied softly. "He's tall... Six-Seven. He's really muscular. Very strong."In almost a trance like she was sleep talking Cindy added with a giggle and a low sexy voice. "Dan held me up and bounced me on his cock."This was driving Tony crazy. "Sounds so hot the way you tell me baby. He's got to be hung pretty big isn't he?"Cindy moaned as Tony kept working on her clit. He wanted to know how big this guy was she was fucking and she was just about ready to tell him he thought."Oh...That feels Good..." Cindy put her hand down over Tony's pushing his fingers more tight around her pussy. "How big do you think he is baby?"Cindy purred, "Big... Thick..."Tony egged her on. "You think he's eight inches?""Bigger," Cindy purred.Tony replied, "Nine maybe?""Oh God that feels so good. Keep rubbing my clit like that."Tony's fingers were getting wet from Cindy's pussy. She was dripping now as he played with her clit. He still wanted to know the size of her lovers cock."How big is he baby. Tell me."Cindy was arching her back now ready to cum but she finally gave Tony his answer."Over ten inches and as thick as my wrist. I know because I compared my wrist to his cock." Tony went off when he heard Cindy's reply. He almost popped his nuts trying to imagine a guy that big fucking his wife. No wonder she felt so loose tonight. Cindy always loved it when he licked her pussy to make her cum so he quickly crawled up between her legs and started working his tongue on her pussy."Oh God you're so good with your tongue Tony. You do it the best." Tony skillfully worked his tongue on her pussy working the tip of his tongue on her clitoris. He knew what she liked orally even though it has been months since he did oral with her. Cindy came good and hard against his face kicking her legs out high in the air as she came. She let out a loud scream at the same time. Tony figured she was fantasizing about this guy named Dan. Tony made her cum one more time before Cindy lay there totally exhausted and limp as a dead fish. Tony was hoping they could fuck again but Cindy fell asleep almost instantly after the second orgasm. He at least got Cindy to talk a little about her lover's vitals. He laid his head on his pillow thinking about how aroused he got listening to Cindy answer his questions. He's love to watch them fuck. He started wondering about the relationship he had with Cindy. He loved this woman so much but it turned him on listening to her talk about fucking another man. He knew all about these things from reading stories on the internet. Could he be a cuckold? All sorts of things entered his head. Was Cindy in love with this guy or was he just fulfilling her sexual needs? Tony had all sorts of thoughts going through his mind. Took him an hour to fall asleep.PART 2Tony opened his eyes and starred straight up at the bedroom ceiling. He could hear the sound of the shower water running in the bathroom. He looked over and saw the empty bed next to him thinking about last night.Cindy was hot last night. It felt so good to be able to make love to her again. He quickly got out of bed almost jumping with joy. He had to pee but noticed the dress was gone and so was the thong Cindy tossed on the floor last night. He checked out the hamper which they kept in the closet. There was a stack of clothes in there but no dress or thong. He dug through the clothes and finally found them hidden below some other garments. He picked up the thong putting it to his nose like he had done last night. He could still smell that masculine smell on them. Picking up the dress he took a quick sniff of it as well. He took in the aroma smelling the male cologne mixed with Cindy's perfume. This guy must have been all over her last night. He tucked them back where Cindy had hidden them and walked toward the bathroom. He poked his head inside the bathroom first before entering and saw Cindy wrapped in a towel near the tub. He opened the door and walked inside."Good morning."Cindy turned around smiling as he stood in front of the toilet relieving himself. Tony finished than washed his hands. Cindy was still padding herself with a second towel. Tony realized Cindy was trying to hide the hickeys from him."Did you have a nice time last night?" Tony asked.Cindy smiled. "Yes. How about you?""Had a couple drinks down at the bar and came home. Nothing to really talk about."Cindy had somehow wrapped that second towel around her neck as she stood in front of the mirror combing her long blonde hair out."So, where did you and Dan go last night?"Cindy stopped combing her hair and looked rather stunned at Tony. "How did you know his name?"Tony gulped. She must not remember telling him his name last night. Then he started wondering if she remembered anything about what they did last night since she was hiding those hickeys on her neck.Tony replied. "Oh...Uh... You sort of mentioned his name when you came home last night."Cindy didn't say anything else about Dan or last night for that matter. Cindy offered to make Tony breakfast so he quickly jumped into the shower than got dressed. The smell of pancakes started to fill the house.Tony was just finishing getting dressed when he spotted Cindy's cell phone sitting on the dresser next to her purse. He thought he'd nose around a little and picked it up and pushed the saved pictures. First picture was of Cindy in the red dress she wore last night. The next shot of her posing naked on a bed with a big smile on her face. Tony figured this Dan guy must have talked her into that one.The next shot was another shot of Cindy lying on her belly, her nice little round ass clearly the center of the photographers focus. The next photo was yet another naked picture of Cindy holding a wine glass in her hand while sitting on a bed. The next shot stunned Tony as he couldn't believe what he saw. It was a picture of Cindy sucking on a thick black cock. Her fingers wrapped around its thick base with just the head inside her mouth. Tony couldn't believe this! Dan was a black man! He studied the photo looking toward the bedroom door hoping not to get caught by Cindy. He pressed the picture button again and there was another shot of Cindy sucking that huge black cock. It looked like this Dan guy was laying on the bed taking photos of Cindy sucking his cock. Tony's heart was pounding from the excitement as he pushed the button again. It was Cindy holding her legs up and spread. A thick white gob of cum was leaking out of her pussy. This guy got Cindy to pose for him after they fucked! The next shot was a closer look at the thick white cum that was just deposited in Cindy's pussy. Tony was so excited his hands were shaking. He thought about that white fertile cum that had been pumped deep inside his wife's womb. Tony pressed the button again and this picture was totally different. It appeared to be them standing in front of a restaurant. Cindy was wearing the red dress so it must have been taken last night. Dan dwarfed Cindy in height. She was only 5'1" so Dan looked big! Tony clicked the button again and it was a picture of Dan himself standing next to his white car.Tony pressed the picture button again and got another surprise. It was Dan posing naked in a sort of weight lifters pose flexing his muscles. His huge cock and ball sack was clearly visible and boy where they ever! Tony clicked the button again only to find the next picture was of a new dress Cindy had bought a couple weeks ago. Cindy called out a second or two later."Breakfast is ready."Tony put the phone back where he found it and made his way out to the kitchen. Cindy was wearing a turtle neck sweater. She was covering up the hickeys' Tony wanted to say something like he'd already seen them but figured he'd better not and sat down to breakfast with Cindy.Tony found out he'd be spending the day with Cindy when he learned that Dan had to fly out of town on business that morning. Tony did his best to make the day a good day. He tried to avoid what went on the night before until after he took Cindy out to dinner and bought her a couple drinks afterward.As always, Cindy started to loosen up after she started to sip on her forth martini. Tony finally brought up the subject of last night."I had a really good time last night when you came to bed last night baby."Cindy smiled and replied. "I can't hardily remember anything from last night. You telling me we had sex or something. "She laughedTony shook his head up and down as he took a swallow of his martini. "Yeah, actually we did. We had sex on the bathroom counter last night than I made you cum twice when you came to bed."Cindy laughed. "I kind of remember us talking but it's a complete blank to me whatever we did."It wasn't until Tony ordered another round did he think about going further in their conversation about her boyfriend Dan."Do you remember telling me about Dan?"Cindy shook her head back and forth as she sipped on her fifth drink of the evening. Dan got up and sat down on the sofa next to his wife. He put her martini glass down on the coffee table and took her hand as he leaned in for a kiss. Cindy responded back but cut Tony short when he tried to cup one of her breasts."Honey, I don't want to get you all worked up for nothing, "Cindy told him.Words were exchanged back and forth for the next twenty minutes until Tony finally wanted to know where he stood in their relationship.Cindy said, "If I recall, you were the one that wanted us to have an open relationship. Now you're jealous because I'm seeing someone?"Tony had enough beating around the bush. "You mean fucking someone don't you?""Tony! That's enough."Tony let everything go next telling her about the hickey's on her neck she was hiding plus the bit marks on her nipples. He even got so made to tell her how loose and sloppy her pussy felt last night to him. That's when she slapped him in the face and started to cry."Cindy. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Tony tried to say but it was too late for that as she stormed off to their bedroom and locked the door. It wasn't until midnight when Cindy finally came out of the bedroom. Tony was asleep on the sofa and she woke him up by slapping him on the ass. He turned over and straightened up. Cindy was wearing her pajamas and sat on the chair with her arms folded staring at him.Tony looked at her and said. "What now?"***I hope you've enjoyed the story so far. It's complete. 16 chapters long. You can read my bio at: www.karenkayonline.com |
husband.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/42/husband.txt | My wife and I are in our mid-30s and have a normal boring sex life. We decided to go away for the weekend to an area with a lot of small shops and left the kids with friends. We got into the hotel after the 3 hour drive, had dinner and sex that night and went to sleep. In the morning my wife was a little hornier than normal and we had sex that morning also. We spent the day shopping and then drove to a restaurant in the next city. On the way there we noticed an adult book store. We decided to stop there on the way back to pick up some x-rated DVDs and maybe s new vibrator for my wife. M wife would always send me into to those stores and she would wait in the car, this time she wanted to go in also since we were far from home and no one would know us. We had a nice dinner and we headed to the store. It was a Saturday night and there were quite a few people in there. My wife noticed that there were booths in the back and she whispered in my ear that she wanted to give me a BJ in one of the booths. I got a roll of quarters and we went into one of the booths and I started the movies. She had me sit in the chair and she pulled down my pants and proceeded to give me a BJ and I came in her mouth. My wife then realized there were holes on both sides and on one side there was someone looking in. That person said he and his girlfriend enjoyed the show and he was wondering if we would be willing to exchange blowjobs. My wife was reluctant at first but then without asking me and much to my surprise she said, "Sure but you have to wear a condom."He said that he would be glad to and that he would go first. We heard him undo his pants and then my wife looked in the whole and watched him undo the wrapper and put on the condom. My wife commented on his cock and that it looked enormous. He mumbled something then put his cock through the hole. My wife hesitated at first, but then finally grabbed it and took it into her mouth as best she could. I focused the digital camera that I'd taken from my wifes purse and started taking pictures of my lovely soccer mom wife with some unknown cock in her mouth. She would look up at me from time to time as she kept stroking and sucking until we both heard the guy groan that he was going to cum. That's when his cock started jerking and his cum started shooting in my wifes mouth. She kept stroking him until he was fully relieved. This all made me hard again and ready to take my turn. I asked the young couple if they had an extra condoms and the girl handed one through the whole. Then she asked me if I wanted a blowjob or if maybe I would like to fuck her through the hole. My wife right away said, "He would much rather fuck you."So not wanting to argue with my honey, I proceeded to stick my cock through the hole and I felt her back her ass up to my prong and impaled herself onto me. I could tell that they were taking pictures on the other side and my wife started taking some of my enjoying my experience mashed up against the wall with this shit eating grin on my face.The girl and I both started grinding back and forth, that's when my wife reached down and massaged my balls, which always gets me going. It didn't take long before I started cumming and to my amazement the girl came about the same time as me and didn't pull off me. It was wild.The guy then asked if there was any chance he could fuck my wife. I looked at my wife and she didn't say anything, so I said, "Yeh, sure, go for it if you want."She gave me a kiss and then said, "Okay, put a condom on," and slid it through the hole. Then she backed up to the hole and pushed her butt up against the wall. I could tell from her expression when he shoved into her.With him being longer than me, this was a much easier situation. My wife just had to hold herself there and he began thrusting in and out of her. My wife came pretty quickly, groaning loudly as her body began to shake and her eyes clamped shut in concentration.I could tell by the rhythm of her body that the guy kept fucking her pussy, then he also finally erupted into his condom inside my wifes pussy. When they were done the girl from next door sent a note through with their e-mail address and phone number and we heard their door open and they headed out. As we were getting ready to leave, a new voice from the opposite side asked if anyone was willing to give him a blowjob for $50. My wife said, "Sure, my husband wants to give you a blowjob."In a whispered exchange, I asked her what she was talking about. She said she wanted to see me suck a guy off. She wanted me to know what she felt when she did it to me. Then looking deeply into my eyes she said, that if I did suck this guy, that she would set me up to fuck her sister. I was breathless as I looked back at her, then slowly I turned to the wall and looked down at the hole with a big dick sticking through. I told the guy that I would suck his cock if he wore a condom. He agreed.I saw his condom-clad cock poke back through the hole in the wall and I looked at my wife. She looked back at me with a smile on her pretty face and said, "Well, get too it. Just keep thinking about my sister's pussy."I knelt down and grabbed a hold of this stranger's cock and took what I could into my mouth. It felt strange to have a cock in my mouth, but I kept stroking it and doing the best I could to get him off as quickly as possible.I could tell from his moaning that he was getting close, so I sped up the stroking and my tongue work, then suddenly the little peak in the condom blow up, filling with hot white cum, he was cumming. It was surprisingly enjoyable to get him off and I had another hard-on too. I don't know why I did it, but without asking I put my cock through the hole and he took it in his hand and stroked it. He knew what he was doing because it didn't take long before I shot my load all over his booth.After I pulled myself back into our booth I stock his $50 bill back through the hole giving him his money back and we got dressed and headed out of the store.When we got back our hotel the room we fucked like teenagers. It was a little strange to fuck my wifes pussy after another cock had been in it only an hour before, but it was enjoyable too. Since that time we have hooked up a couple times with that young couple and my wife did arrange for me to fuck her sister, but of course her husband got to fuck my wife too. That was only fair. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 42 |
game.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/game.txt | I hated that Tom loved this game. OK, the lovemaking was usually great afterward. That part I liked a lot. And getting dressed up is always fun. And yes, I like the attention. (Everyone does, so long as it is respectful.) It was just the deception part that I hated. I know what it is like to be led on and I didn't like doing it to others. Still, you do crazy things for love.I am sure that all of you have heard about this game. It normally goes something like this. The couple arrives to a bar separately, one partner (usually the woman) flirts with some of the patrons, and then the other partner (usually the husband) comes over and sweeps this 'stranger' off of her feet. They leave together, both with hugely boosted egos. Tom and I have played this game often over the last few years. (We have been married for 5.) Lately, though, I have been feeling like it is a little unfair to the guys being flirted with. I mean, they are just trying to meet someone too.I devised a pretty good plan, one that should leave no one hurt but that should also make Tom a little less excited to play the game. To make sure no one was hurt, I would arrive a little early and tell someone that this was all a game my husband liked to play. That way the person would not feel led on. To make Tom less likely to want to play in the first place, I would pick a really tall athletic person to talk with. Tom has some insecurities, and I know his height bothers him. (I have always felt that his insecurities are what have made this a fun game for him - he gets to leave with the girl.)My favorite part of the game, really, is getting ready. Tom likes to see me in new cloths so I get to keep a pretty large wardrobe. Tonight had to be special. I wore a tight-fitting black jersey fabric dress. It hugged my body perfectly, and showed off all 5'6" and 120 pounds of me. The horizontal halter-like strap that criss-crossed around my shoulders showed off my 36C breasts and the asymmetrical skirt showed off my long legs. I felt beautiful and very, very sexy. When I arrived at the bar I parked out back and then walked around to the front door. Tom had selected the bar from the yellow pages, and it was pretty unremarkable. As I walked in I scanned the room. There were a lot of younger men here (I am 26), so I guessed there must be a college near by. I used to work at a college, so it was kind of nice to be back in that environment. Walking in, however, deserves comment. I felt that every man's eye was on me. I really loved that. It took me only about a minute to pick out the perfect guy. And I mean perfect. After seeing him, Tom would never want to play this game again. He must have been 6'4" or 6'5" and about 250 lbs. He looked like a cartoon of what a football player should look like. Tall, muscular, and very handsome. More than just that (which would have been enough), he was black. I knew that would drive my husband nuts. (Lets not get into the details here - I had dated a black guy before and my husband took forever to accept it.)I walked directly up to him, introduced myself, and asked if he would be willing to help me out. He was disappointed at first, because I think he liked how I looked, but agreed to flirt with me for about an hour until my husband arrived. He understood that this was a game, and that I didn't want to lead him on. After a bit, we kind of laughed about it all and started to have a really nice time.His name was John, he was a football player, and he was an English major. He was very smart, very polite, and very respectful. He was also very graceful - he and I danced a few times. I kept thanking him and telling him that he would be quite a catch for a single girl. That made him laugh a bit, and he thanked me. "Seriously", he said, "having everyone here see me dancing with such a beautiful woman will help me get more dates. Guaranteed!" He was such a sweet man.My plan was working perfectly, but Tom didn't arrive on time. When he was about an hour late I went outside and checked my messages. There was one from him - he needed to work late and had swung by the bar but didn't see my car. He apologized and said he'd be home by midnight. It was 10 now so I should have just left. But not to be rude I went in, told John what had happened, thanked him, and told him I was leaving.Being the polite man he was, John walked me out back to my car and gave me a little hug. He said that he was sorry that my plan didn't work, but that he was really happy to spend time with me. I thanked him for being a good sport and gave him another little hug. He held on this time, just a bit longer than he should have and I pulled away - but just a little. I reminded him of my situation and kissed him gently on his cheek. He held my head, moved his, and kissed me on my mouth. Now I'm not prude, and I have had my fair share of experience, but I really didn't intend to cheat on my husband. As I was enjoying the kiss, though, I went with it for a bit.It had been a long time since I kissed a college kid and I was really enjoying myself, but I was going to try and keep my limits. John's huge had started rubbing and pulling on my breast. I tried to stop him, but not too hard. This was so exciting, but also so unplanned. I was being pushed against the hood of my car by the passionate monster of a man. "Don't leave me like this baby," we whispered in my ear as he pulled my hand toward his crotch. With my hand on the front of his pants I could feel him straining to get out. "Don't leave me like this." This was clearly out of control, but was it my fault? I pulled him out of his pants.I stroked his long, hot, fat shaft as he kissed me deeply and pressed my breasts. I was pretty sure, given his age, that I could make him cum with my hand. I used to love doing that in high school, and the thought drove me wild now. A hand-job at my age - what a scream!But he was controlling the game. He pulled his mouth away from mine and said that he needed to feel my lips. I gave in completely and took him into my mouth without argument. I love the look of a glistening cock, the feel of the head pushing to the back of my throat, I love seeing a happy man look down into my eyes. I was too into this - I couldn't wait for him to cum in my mouth.He told me to touch myself, that he wanted to see me cum when he came. That took no convincing at all. I was so excited that I couldn't wait. I continued to stroke him as I wiggled out of my panties. Once free I began rubbing myself in unison with my stroking. This was so erotic and so dangerous - I loved the feel of this large man thrusting in and out of my mouth. That alone may have been enough, but rubbing myself simultaneously was almost too much. Just as I was almost there he pulled away and asked for my hand again, saying that he needed to kiss me. While I pulled on this large man he moved closer to me and told me to use him to make myself cum. I pulled his shaft along my swollen lips and ran his head around my clit. This was absolutely fantastic! He kissed me as I did this and the second that my orgasm began he pulled me closer, kissed me harder, and pushed his body into mine. I was completely under his power, he was much larger than me, and held my mouth quiet with his. He thrust deeply into me quickly and continued to move in and out of me with a shocking confidence. I was being fucked by a stranger on the hood of my car. A large, passionate black man was fucking me like my husband only thinks he can, and I was doing nothing to stop it. No - I was thrusting my hips to meet his - I was begging him now. "Fuck me John - this is my husband's fault - he should have been here, fuck me John like you love me, like you own me."His last thrust almost made me pass out. He held my face close to his, held eye contact, and came deeply into me. I kissed him, I didn't want him to pull out, but I had to go. He asked me to come back, or to send him an email, to see him again.In truth, John has no idea, but I have been emailing him for a few months, even though I haven't gone to see him again.END |
mybestclientever.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/mybestclientever.txt | Author Note: The following is a true story. Only the names and identifiable information have been altered to protect those involved.***Chapter 1 It's a warm bright sunny spring day with a rich blue cloudless sky. This is my favorite time of the year, everything has greened up nicely and the blue bonnets are in full bloom. An occasional scarlet flag of an Indian paint brush can be seen widely scattered among the carpet of blue bonnets in the medians and on the slopes along the highway right of ways, making the drive to my next appointment more pleasant. As an entrepreneur, I was building a rapidly growing service oriented company. Mine was a business that provided certain essential services to a large variety of local businesses ranging in size from mom and pop type companies all the way to top 500 corporations which had facilities in my area. I worked to develop a one on one relationship with my clients and in a very real sense, became friends with them. While I understood that as a service provider, service always comes first; I also understood the importance of developing a level of rapport with my clients that helped them develop trust in me and my company. As I approached my destination, I was thinking about the client I would meet within a few minutes. She was the regional purchasing manager and my contact person with one of the world's top fortune 500 companies and my largest single account. She headed up a team of purchasing agents with departmental support staff under her authority. She personally handled a couple of the larger facility contracts and that included my contracts with her firm. Her name is Lori Harmon, a typical business professional that one might expect to find in her position within a corporation of this nature. She was always dressed in very conservative business attire, usually gray or black 2 piece suit with a crisp white blouse. Her makeup was barely noticeable. I'd observed that she always had her brownish/auburn hair pulled into a tight bun at the back of her head. While she had never been unfriendly, she had always addressed me in a very businesslike manner without facial expression other than her professional attitude. On a couple of occasions I had invited her to lunch but she had never accepted my invitations. As I drove into the parking lot and found a parking slot in front of the local corporate headquarters, I observed the glint of the bright sun on the chrome and glass of the building. Entering the purchasing division, I was greeted by the receptionist; she smiled and calling me by name, announced that she would let Ms. Harmon know that I was here. I thanked her; when she hung up the phone she told me that Ms. Harmon would see me in a few minutes. I took a seat in the waiting room but within a couple of minutes, the receptionist advised me that "Ms. Harmon can see you now," and escorted me to Ms. Harmon's office. The meeting was uneventful and took about 20 minutes before she closed her folder; her normal manner of letting me know that she had concluded her business. She thanked me for coming in this morning but before I departed, I asked her if we could schedule a time to have lunch sometime soon. I made no change of facial expression other than to smile when she said, that might be nice. I was a bit surprised since she had always declined previous invitations for lunch. I made no sign of that surprise and we scheduled to meet for lunch 2 days later. I had offered to pick her up at her office but she said that she would rather meet me at the specified restaurant. We agreed upon a time and bidding her goodbye, I left her office and proceeded to my next appointment.Chapter 2 On Thursday I arrived at the designated restaurant about 10 minutes before our scheduled meeting time and was shown to our reserved table. Five or six minutes later I saw her enter the restaurant; I stood so that she could easily see me and she immediately came to our table. I prepared to seat her across the table from me, but she again surprised me when she suggested that perhaps she might sit to my left instead of across the table. Naturally I seated her in her desired location, but wondered why she might prefer to have her back to the rest of the restaurant patrons.I took my seat and told her how much I appreciated the fact that we could share lunch and allow us to discuss business in a more comfortable environment. By that time the waiter was at our table, took our drink orders and then vanished. Our conversation was limited to small talk about weather, the traffic and such casual banter until the drinks arrived. The waiter then told us about the daily specials; after taking our order he departed... I attempted to guide the conversation to business, but it was obvious that she had no desire to talk shop, so I dropped that approach. I noticed that she appeared to be somewhat distracted but then she surprised me by focusing on my face, then with a totally unexpected smile, said in a very soft voice, "I've learned that we have a mutual friend." I concealed my slight surprise and responded, "Oh, that's interesting. Might I ask who that might be?" Her voice just above a whisper, she replied "Cheryl Marr. We attend the same church and I've gotten to know her over the last couple of years. When she learned my position in my company, she asked if I knew you. Recently we met after work for cocktails and we got to know each other on a more personal level. She suggested that I might wish to get to know you better." Now I was truly surprised. When she had been a student at the university, Cheryl was one of my submissives; we had played together off and on until she got married. About 18 months ago Cheryl married a local Dom and was collared by him. I've seen them at play parties occasionally, but other than that, I've had no contact with her since her marriage. Being careful not to show my surprise, I answered in a very casual manner; "oh yes, I've known Cheryl for several years." Now I'm seriously wondering what Cheryl might have shared with Lori concerning me, but I'm relatively sure that she hadn't discussed our actual relationship with Lori. Watching her face, "Cheryl is a very sweet girl," I said with a smile. "I think she is really happy now that she's married and her husband seems to be a really nice guy too." I notice that Lori was acting nervous and even a bit shy as she lowered her eyes to look down at her glass of wine as she slowly moved her hand to the stem of the glass. In a bit of teasing voice I said, "I hope she spoke well of me" and smiled as I watched her face. In a moment she lifted her eyes to meet mine. "We need to talk in private," she said quietly. "I mean somewhere where we can talk in complete privacy. Can you arrange that?" In a quiet voice, I replied, "Of course I can arrange that. When are you going to be available for us to meet?" "How about day after tomorrow," she said in a low voice. "Perhaps early Saturday morning?" "Sure," I replied, in a quiet voice. "To insure complete privacy, might I suggest a hotel room?" I asked.tentatively, not wishing to take a chance of offending her by being too forward. "Just to talk, right?" she asked hesitantly. "Yes," just to talk I replied. I named one of the top rated hotels in the area and asked if that would be suitable for her. I suggested this hotel simply because it has a lot of guests moving in and out of the lobby all the time. I felt the volume of traffic might offer a higher degree of anonymity for her. "Yes," she said, "that will be fine. What time do you think we can do this?" She asked. "I would like for us to meet fairly early." "I'll have to check and see what time we can get an early check-in," I replied. "I can call you this afternoon and give you a better idea." "That will be fine she said" Then almost as an afterthought she asked, "This meeting will be a secret just between the two of us, and anything we discuss will be totally confidential; is that clearly understood?" "Yes," I replied, "our business is no one else's concern. I won't discuss any part of our meeting with anyone." Then in a quiet teasing voice I said; "besides Cheryl might have mentioned that I'm a very private man who doesn't share secrets." Even as our food was being served, she smiled and said, "Yes, she mentioned that you are very trustworthy. Without that assurance I would have never approached you." We had a nice lunch with casual chit chat about the food, the restaurant and other unimportant trivia. At the end of the meal, she asked if it would offend me if we leave separately. "I don't wish to get any rumors started," she explained in a quiet voice."No," I assured her, "that will be fine." She smiled. "Thank You," she whispered as she picked up her clutch and left the restaurant. I remained seated, took care of the check then exited as well. Chapter 3 Later that afternoon, I went by the hotel that I had mentioned to Lori and talked to the Hotel manager. The hotel was another of my clients and the manager was gracious enough to provide me with an early check-in and the room number. He mentioned that this is one of the rooms that are held in reserve for those rare occasions when they have a mechanical malfunction or emergency that requires a guest to be moved to another room even when the hotel is fully booked. Later that afternoon I called Lori and told her that I had secured the 'item' which I had discussed with her earlier. She thanked me and told me that she would call me later to discuss it. It was after 6 p.m. when she called me back; I told her that we could have the room as early as we wanted and I provided her the room number. She asked if we could meet at 8:30 a.m. Saturday. I assured her that would be fine. Having settled the place and time, I hung up and mentally put it aside for the moment. Even so, naturally I gave it thought later that evening and Friday, wondering exactly what Lori might need to discuss with me in private. Obviously it wasn't corporate business that she had on her mind. At 8:00 o'clock Saturday morning, I was at the front desk of the hotel and checked in. Entering the designated room, I noticed that it was a pretty standard room with a small round table with 3 chairs near the window. I picked up the phone, dialed room service and ordered a carafe of coffee, a pitcher of ice water and a small selection of breakfast pastries. The order was delivered in about 20 minutes. I turned on the TV and had selected a music channel so that the room wasn't so quiet. I lowered the volume so that the music wasn't offensively loud, but just loud enough for ambience and so that our voices might be somewhat muffled when we talked this morning. About 10 minutes had elapsed before I heard a soft knock at the door. I immediately went to the door and opened it to see her standing there. I quickly invited her in and promptly closed and locked the door behind her and led her to the table where I seated her. She was dressed more fashionably with a green skirt and a light yellow blouse. Her 3 inch heels matched her skirt. But most striking was her rich brown hair with auburn highlights. Today the bun was gone and instead her hair fell a couple of inches below her shoulders and brushed to a beautiful sheen. For the first time, I knew that my initial impression had been correct. With the absence of her ever present "professional" face and with her hair falling free combined with her more fashionable clothing, she was a very attractive young lady! In her heels I noticed that she was about 5'4.". All in all, she presented a very attractive figure. Chapter 4 I took a seat across the table from her, and with a smile I mentioned that her outfit looked very nice. I refrained from saying more for concern that she might find more complements unwelcome. I had decided to err on the side of caution in my dealings with her this morning. I offered to pour her a cup of coffee and she accepted my offer and when I asked about sugar or cream, she said that she would take care of it. I slid the cup of coffee to her. She added cream then stirred before taking her first sip. I poured a glass of ice water for myself and offered her a pastry which she declined. I began the conversation by mentioning that I had been a bit surprised when she had suggested that she knew Cheryl and that Cheryl had occasion to mention my name. It took no prompting for her to begin telling me about how she had met Cheryl at church, but then recently she had ran into her at a business conference where they had spent time chatting. She went on to tell me that after the conference, they had decided to go for dinner and cocktails. She explained that they had both had a few cocktails over the course of the evening and [that during that time; she had discussed a personal problem with Cheryl. "Cheryl suggested that you might be the person with who I should discuss my problem." Lori was watching my face as she talked. "At first I was very reluctant to even consider discussing my personal matters with you," she went on. "But Cheryl was so sure that you could help me that I finally decided to step up and take the chance that Cheryl might be right about you. You're invitation to lunch was very opportune and provided me the chance to talk with you outside my office environment." "Thank you Lori that was thoughtful of Cheryl," I said softly. "Cheryl knows me pretty well and I respect her opinions." By this time, I was pretty sure where this conversation was headed, but I played it low key and allowed her to continue. "Lori, you've known me professionally for a couple of years now, and I hope you understand that I will assist you in any manner possible. Hopefully you understand that I'm not a talker when it comes to private matters." She watched my face as I spoke and then when I fell silent, she sipped her coffee and seemed to build up her courage. "That is exactly what Cheryl told me about you. At first I wasn't sure but after thinking about it for a couple of weeks, I knew I had to take the risk that you were what Cheryl had assured me." "Thank you Lori" I said quietly. "But in order to be of assistance, I suspect that I need to know more about your problem. Anything that you share with me stops right here in this room and I will not discuss it with anyone else. I'm a very private person and respect your privacy as well." I watched her eyes as she considered my words; "Please tell me about your problem or concerns if you wish." "If I had serious doubts about my trust in you, obviously I wouldn't be here this morning" she said. "You're right, I have been dealing with you and I have never found you to be suspect in any manner, although you wouldn't have been the person I might have initially considered to assist me in this matter. You always seemed to be such a nice and polite man, the perfect husband. But as I said, Cheryl spoke very highly of you and your demeanor makes me believe that I can trust you." She paused, and taking a couple of deep breaths, as if to relax herself, she began speaking again. "The truth is, sometimes I just need to be a woman! Unfortunately no one allows me to be a normal woman. At work, I'm in charge and have to keep on my toes to make sure that everyone is doing their job. If I show even the least sign of weakness, there are those who would try to take advantage of me and my job efficiency would suffer. Obviously I simply can't allow that to happen." Watching my face she continued; "it's pretty much the same at home. I love my husband but honestly, he's just not there for me when I need him." She paused, took a deep breath and continued. "When I get home I know that I must make all the decisions with absolutely no input from him. It is a waste of time for me to ask him what he would like for dinner; he just says whatever is fine. If we decide to go out for dinner, I have to decide where we will go. I have to run the household, handle the household finances and do everything on my own. "Even the gardener works for me and I'm forced to make landscape decisions and every other decision made in our home. My husband just turns everything over to me and refuses to take any active part in any decision making process. At home, I can't depend on him for anything, and it is still as if I'm at work. I hate it but I'm the 'man' of my house and my husband is more like an observer." "I even have to make decisions on vacations and get a ways, I ask him where he might like to go on our next get away and I always get the same damn answer; "wherever you think, is his only response!" Pausing for a minute, she calmed down a little, takes a sip of her coffee and obviously waited for my response. Chapter 5 "OK," I said softly. "What you seem to be telling me is that you need time when someone else takes control and relieves you of your responsibility? You seem to be saying that you need someone who's strong enough to take charge and make all decisions on occasion?" After a brief pause, "Is my understanding correct?" I ask quietly. She silently nodded in an affirmative manner. "When I was in college, I had a friend who was involved in some kinky BDSM stuff. I didn't understand then how a woman could give herself to a man and just do whatever he wanted her to do. He treated her as if she was a little girl and she even called him daddy. I never understood her willingness to give up her independence." With a brief pause, she continued. "But now I understand. Now I realize that with the right man, I think I would love to experience some of those things. I just want to be a woman who can be happy having time when I don't have to make all the decisions." I took a sip of water to allow her time to continue, but she grew silent. "You mentioned your knowledge of the BDSM community; might that be something that you and Cheryl might have discussed?" I asked as I watched her eyes. "Yes," she replied quietly. "Cheryl has told me that you're totally dominant as well as quite knowledgeable regarding the BDSM lifestyle. She told me that you have been her mentor in the past... She even told me that at one time you were her master. Cheryl assured me that you are the man who can help me accomplish my goals and needs. But she also warned me to be sure what I really wanted before I approached you." As she spoke I watched her facial expressions and when she stopped talking, I asked, "Lori, are you building up courage to perhaps offer yourself to me as a submissive or even a slave?" She studied her coffee cup for half a minute before lifting her eyes to meet mine. "Yes" she said "but it would have to be conditional." She paused once again for about 15 seconds, and then refilled her coffee cup before looking up at me again. "I can't do anything that might risk my career." She paused a couple of seconds again, obviously thinking through her words. "I love my husband and would do nothing to jeopardize our marriage, but to be honest, my career is more important than my marriage right now." After a few seconds I responded, "Lori, I understand exactly what you're saying but we do need to make sure that we have a clear understanding what our perspective relationship might involve." "Do you fully comprehend what it means to offer yourself to a dominant man as his submissive or slave? Have you thought this through? We might need to discuss this in more detail." When I paused, she immediately replied "I have read books and Cheryl told me quite a bit, but I need to know from you what you would expect of me." Chapter 6 "OK Lori if you decide to ask me to accept you, under the circumstances I would require that you spend one evening a week with me every week and one weekend a month from the time you get off work on Friday afternoon until 6 a.m. on Monday morning you would be mine to use and control totally. If our weekend should happen to fall on a three day weekend, you would belong to me for all three days." I watched her face as I talked. "If you were to offer yourself to me and if I choose to accept your offer of submission then you would be pledging your heart, soul, mind and body to me to use in any manner I might choose. During our times together you will have no decisions to make because I will make all decisions." "During the times we are together you will not have the right of refusal or denial. In return I will protect you and we'll spend our weekends away from this immediate area to reduce the risk of us being seen together and thus jeopardize your career. I will do nothing to intentionally damage your marriage but that is going to depend largely on you. You will have to come up with excuses as to why you must be out one evening a week and away for one entire weekend each month." It was obvious that she was carefully digesting my words as I spoke, "What are your thoughts Lori?" "It will be an experience like none that I have ever experienced before, but to be perfectly honest, it sounds wonderful to me. I will handle my husband; honestly, I'm not sure he'll even know when I'm not there. He keeps his nose buried in his computer or his manuals and only responds when I demand his attention." Focusing on my eyes, she asked, "How do I make the request for you to accept me?" Watching her face, I reply "Before you make that request, I want to insure that you totally understand that our relationship will be very sexual. A worthless slut sucks and fucks on demand, she follows all instructions completely. During times we are together you will understand that you are owned chattel. I will use you in any manner I choose. As owned property, you will worship my cock daily when we're together. It is in this manner that you will show your respect for me. I will even dictate what clothing you wear or don't wear during our time together. Do you clearly understand what I'm telling you?" Still watching my eyes, she simply replied, "How do I make my request to belong to you?" "You will kneel before me and request that I accept you as my worthless subbie or slave to be used in any manner I choose. You will acknowledge that I will own your body and use you for my pleasure in any manner that pleases me. You need to promise that you will serve and obey my every wish during our time together. But only if you are sure this is your honest desire. You must be positive that this is what you need and want. Submission is a very serious thing and you must be sure that you are serious in your commitment." Chapter 7 Without a word, she immediately stood. I stood and stepped back from the table and she knelt in front of me looking up at my face. She spoke in a strong steady voice and made her plea. "I offer myself to you as a worthless slave to be owned and controlled by you. I will be your slut, I will be your whore, and I will follow your every demand. I commit myself to you in every way without reservation based on our discussions this morning. Will you accept me as your worthless slave to be used for your pleasure in any manner you choose?" Still watching her eyes, when she was finished, I simply said "I will accept you as my personal slut and at a time when you might prove yourself worthy I might consider accepting you as a slave. Now lean forward and kiss my shoes." She immediately kissed the top of each of my shoes then lifted her head to face me again. "OK Lori, Please get undressed; totally undressed." "Yes master she said as she arose and without a word, began unbuttoning and removing her blouse, hanging her bra over the back of one of the chairs, watching me she unfastened her skirt and stepped out of it; she folded the skirt and lay it neatly across the back of the chair over her blouse.She had a pair of panty hose on and seating herself on the edge of the bed she removed that final garment and then she stood up and stood before me completely nude. Her transformation from the dominant business professional I was accustomed to dealing with to a mousy obedient submissive was a very nice transition. I smiled as my eyes examined every little detail about her. I noticed that she had medium sized but perky breast probably a large "B" cup. I noticed that her pubic area was trimmed. "Very nice" I said in a soft voice of approval. Her face lit up when she heard my words, she smiled appreciatively. "Lori, a submissive slut shows her respect and love for her dominant through her worship of his cock. You will worship my cock with your mouth on a regular basis. I love having my cock sucked. Now kneel before me so that you might demonstrate your cock worshiping skills." She watched as I began to undress and even assisted in unbuttoning my shirt as I removed my shoes and socks, then I unfastened my trousers and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of my slacks and she immediately picked them up and laid them across the back of another of the chairs. I shrugged out of my oxford shirt and handed it to her to be hung on the back of the chair. She knelt before me then slowly and carefully lowered my boxer shorts. She was so sensuous in her actions that it was almost as if she were unwrapping a very fragile, delicate gift. When my shorts lowered just enough to allow my genitals to be visible; she leaned forward and tenderly kissed my cock. After she lowered my shorts, I stepped out of them; she placed them on the same chair before returning her attention to me again. She examined my cock with her eyes as she gently fondled it with her hand before leaning forward to kiss the head of it. She then licked up and down my shaft before lifting her left hand to gently fondle my balls. While massaging my balls, she opened her mouth and took my growing cock into her mouth. "Yes darlin, that's nice," I murmured. "That's right; use your tongue and lips to excite my cock like a good little slut." She lifted her eyes to me and made a soft moaning sound as she begin to suck. As my cock hardened, she took more of it into her mouth and began to gently move her head back and forth, sliding her tight lips up and down my shaft. She continued massaging my balls, one at a time as she lifted her eyes to meet mine. "Baby, you're beautiful with your pretty lips wrapped around my cock. That's right, use your tongue like a good little slut," I whispered as she continued her efforts. As she sucked and bobbed her head back and forth it was obvious that this wasn't a new experience for her but it was also evident that she required additional training. She was able to get most of me into her mouth, but she was unable to take the final two inches of my cock. I knew with a little training she could take my full length and that it was up to me to teach her to overcome her short comings. Her only response was a soft moan and her efforts intensified and quickened. I lightly took her head into my hands and slowed her head bobbing. "Lick and suck my balls Lori, there's more to cock worship than just sucking cock" I whispered quietly. Lick my balls, take my balls into your hot mouth, one at a time and gently suck each of them. A good little subbie knows to lick her man's 'Choata' when she worships his cock." She slowly stopped and gently moved her head back. Like a good little cock worshiper, she kept her lips sealed around my shaft until the head of my cock literally popped out of her sucking mouth, then she spent a full minute licking my cock head and shaft before she lifted her head and looked into my face. "What and where is your 'Choata? I don't recall ever hearing that word before" "Darlin, that little seam that runs from the base of my balls, all the way to my asshole is called 'the Choata'; a very sensitive area. It provides me erotic pleasure when it's licked for a little bit while you are worshipping my balls. You will always pay attention to my balls and Choata, just as any obedient cock sucking slut knows to do to please her man. You clearly understand that you are my little cock sucking slut now, right?" "Yes master, I'm your cock sucking slut and will do anything you instruct me to do." "Good girl," I whisper as I spread my feet apart to provide her room, "now show me what a good little slut you are." Dropping to her hands and knees she positioned herself so that she could lick and suck my balls. She licked first one ball and then the other as she fondled the other ball with her hand. I noticed that she was cupping one ball at a time, almost as if she were weighing each one in its own turn. "Sir, your balls are quite large, do you think I can really get one of them into my mouth without hurting you?" "Lori, you can get them, one at a time into your mouth; you must be careful and not rush things too fast. Now do as you have been instructed." She immediately complied and returned to licking my balls for a few moments then twisting her body; I felt her tongue tentatively licking my Choata. "That's good," I whispered as she licked the full length of my Choata several times before she returned her attention to my balls. She licked and gently sucked my left testicle before she opened her mouth widely and gently took the testicle in her mouth ... It took her a few moments to finally get it inside her hot moist mouth but she managed to accomplish this task. "Oh yes," I moaned softly "Suck it for me, lick and suck my ball just like that." While her actions were tentative, she was growing in confidence and she was soon gently sucking my left testicle as her tongue swirled around it. Her hot mouth felt so ``good. "See, that's not so difficult" I whispered in pleasure. "Now do the same with the other ball like a good little slut." She opened her mouth fully and gently pulled her head so that my testicle popped out of her mouth. Then she moved so that she could suck in my right testicle and pay homage to it just as she had paid homage to my left testicle. After a couple of minutes, she released my testicle and returned her attention to my Choata once again. "Lick it good... Use your tongue to massage my Choata. Good girl," I whispered, "now lick my asshole for a couple of seconds, darlin." She hesitated for brief moment but then followed my instructions and I knew with practice, she would become very proficient in these skills. "Ok Lori" I whisper "suck my cock now, show me what a good little subbie you are... suck my balls dry. A good slut knows to suck and swallow every single drop. Lori if even one drop of my cum escapes your mouth and touches the floor, you will be punished. Show me what a great cocksucker you can be, show me your worth as a woman." Without hesitation, she followed my instructions to the letter and moved her mouth to my cock once again and immediately took the head of my cock into her mouth and began bobbing her head back and forth, taking as much of my cock into her mouth as she could comfortably accommodate. I watched and whispered additional instructions and words of encouragement. Her moans filled the room as did my whispered words of encouragement and my own soft moans as I watched her service my cock. When I ejaculated rope after rope of hot cum she worked feverishly to make sure that she captured all my cum. When she finally released my softening cock from her mouth, she licked her lips to insure that not a drop had escaped. Then anxiously looking into my eyes, "Did I do ok, did I please you master" she asked anxiously with a look of concern on her face. "Of course," I sighed as I took her by the hand and helped her stand. I then led her to the bed and instructed her to lie down. Without hesitation she moved to comply with my instructions. She pulled back the bedspread and got in between the sheets and waited for me but when I got into bed I lay beside her and turned onto my left side facing her. Chapter 8 "Now, we need to talk more," I said quietly. She watched my face expectantly, "Yes?" she whispered. "Well, you have proven that you are earnest in your submission to me and that was the first hurdle that we had to get past, but now we need to discuss specifics. I had told you that I will require you one evening each week and one weekend each month, so now we need to discuss which particular day of the week you will be my property. I've decided that Tuesday of each week might be the best for me." I watched her face for response. Without delay she responded, "OK, Tuesdays will be fine for me too." "Good; we also discussed one weekend a month that you will belong to me without reservation or restriction. Is there any one weekend a month that is good or bad for you?" I asked. She looked thoughtful for a few seconds before saying, "No not particularly." "We do need to establish a specific weekend so that we can plan ahead," I answered. "Yes, I agree, but I really have no specific weekend that will be better than another," her smile was pretty. Ok, then why don't we just say the 2nd weekend of each month and since this is the first weekend of the month, it will mean that next weekend will be our first full weekend together. Will that give you enough time to make suitable arrangements with your husband?" I asked. "That won't be a problem," she assured me. "I've discussed the possibility of taking a weekend adventure with some of my girl friends. As far as he is concerned, that will happen next weekend." "Good, now we need to establish some standing rules for you, rules which you will adhere, understand?" I asked quietly. "Of course," she responded with interest. "First, I will not tolerate body hair on any part of your body other than the hair on your scalp. While I notice that the hair on your cunt is nicely groomed, from now on, it will be gone and anytime we are together, your cunt will be completely hairless and as smooth as a new born baby's ass... I suggest that you consider waxing." "Yes sir," she responded. "When you're in your work place, I will expect you to behave exactly has you have always behaved when meeting with me. As agreed upon, I will always respect your career and your job position. Our professional relationship will not change in any manner in that regard." She quietly whispered the words "Thank you, sir." "But when we are together outside your work place, you will wear only clothing that I approve in advance. As I have advised you, I will not jeopardize your career or local reputation and this will certainly include what I might require you to wear. However, our weekends will typically be outside our immediate area. We will visit other regions of the country so that neither of us will be readily recognized. "During these out of town excursions I will require that you look and act as a cheap slut whore and will frequently treat you in that manner. At other times we will attend social events where we will both dress and act appropriately for that environment. I have friends in many other parts of the country, so our weekends will vary quite dramatically." I watched her face as my words impacted her but she showed no sign to indicate any problem. "Actually that sounds very nice and rather exciting," she whispered with a mischievous smile. "Good," I said. "Today you wore panty hose. You will absolutely never wear pantyhose when you are with me. Panty hose are like a fuckin' chastity belt. Your cunt belongs to me and you will do nothing or wear anything to impede my instant access to your cunt. There will be no exceptions. Understand? "Yes Sir," she responded promptly. "In my company unless specific approval is granted you will not wear panties. You and I will be doing some shopping at Victoria's Secrets, Fredrick's of Hollywood and other specialty shops for erotic clothing for you but we won't be buying many panties." "I understand," she replied with that mischievous smile. "You also must understand that as my sex slave, I will use you for my pleasure and as I have stated earlier, that will certainly include your mouth, your cunt and your ass. And when I say that I will use you for my pleasure, my pleasure just might be enjoying watching someone else using you with my permission. We might attend sex parties where you will be under my authority and comply with any request that I might have." "Oh!" she said with surprise. "I hadn't thought about you allowing other people to use me like that," she said softly. "I explained in the beginning that if you submit to me, I will own you during the times we are together. I mentioned that you would be owned chattel and that is what you agreed to when you asked me to accept you as my property. Are you having second thoughts now?" There was a pause of several seconds as she thought about things, and then she looked into my eyes. "No this is what I agreed upon and I will honor my word. I will trust you that you will protect me and prevent harm from coming to me. I trusted you when I committed myself to you and I trust you now." "Good girl," I whispered encouragingly. "Now I want to know about you, I mean everything about you; your age, your marriage your relationship history and your sexual history. There is nothing to hide from me and you will be totally honest with me in all things." "Yes sir," talking in a small voice she responded, "Well, first I am 29 yrs old, I earned my bachelors degree and my master's in accounting at Purdue. I met Charles, my husband in Indianapolis one weekend and we saw each other until I had my bachelor's degree. We got married before I actually received my masters, but I still earned it. He had already earned his masters at the University of Indiana. We've been married for 7 years." "Good," I whispered encouragingly. Even as she resumed talking, my right hand moved to her body and I begin to casually stroke and explore her body. After a pause of several seconds she resumed. "I dated a few guys in high school and I have to admit that when I began college, like a lot of freshmen, I had this idea that studies would be simple and that I should enjoy the experience and I spent way too much time partying. In fact, by the end of the first semester, I was on academic probation and I really had to buckle down to stay in school." There was another pause of several seconds before continuing after a deep breath. "I've only been married once, but at Purdue I have to admit that I wasn't the girl that my mom and dad thought I was." When she paused again, I asked, "So what are you trying to tell me? Are you suggesting that you were a campus slut?" My hand continued exploring; then my index finger began circling her left nipple. "Oh! Well, I never thought of myself as a slut, but in retrospect, that would probably be the word to describe me for the most part. I had quite a few one night stands. I would go to parties with my roommate and we would get high or drunk and get really wild I'm afraid." She lowered her eyes for a moment to watch my finger teasing her nipple then looking back up, she continued, "I really don't know exactly how many people I had sex with but it was more than a few. Even after I straighten my act up, I still enjoyed attending parties. Of course I attended the parties much more infrequently, but I still enjoyed the attention that the upper classmen gave me and I frequently rewarded their attention with sex." "That's a pretty common occurrence Lori, but I appreciate your honesty. Do you and Charles swing or have either of you had sexual encounters with others during your marriage?" "No," she replied. "I've focused on my career and put that kind of activities behind me, well at least until now" she murmured shyly. "I totally understand. When was the last time that you have had an STD test Lori?" My finger traced up to her throat and then trailed slowly down to her right breast until my finger found that nipple and began gently teasing it. "Because I engaged in unsafe sex while in college, I have gotten an STD test pretty frequently. The first 2 years of my marriage, I had semi-annual tests, and then I began annual testing. After about 3 years I tested more infrequently but I've always received negative results. My most recent test was about 3 months ago but the only reason I have continued testing is because of my understanding that some STDs such as HIV might take several years to show positive." "Sounds good," I said with a smile. How about sexual activities with other girls?" I asked quietly. By this time I had begin to use my thumb and index finger to begin kneading her nipple. I gently tugged it and twisted the hardening nipple. After a pause of only a few seconds, she continued. "In college, girls will be girls. In my sophomore year, my roommate, Joyce and I played around a few times. I can take or leave a woman, but to be perfectly honest, I need a man. Charles is a decent lover but the problem is that he pays a lot more attention to his work than he does to me. "While this isn't my primary reason for exploring the BDSM community, I have to admit that when you mentioned that I would be your sexual slave, I found the thought to be really exciting. I love the thought of you taking me and using me for your pleasure without asking or begging." As she was speaking, I released her right nipple and moved my hand back to her left nipple where I began to gently pinch, tug and twist that nipple, feeling its response and soon that nipple was also fully erect and firm to the touch. When she once again looked down to watch my fingers, I told her "Lori this body belongs to me now to use in any manner I choose, so don't worry about what my hand is doing... Continue with your information please." "Thank you sir, I'm yours master," she said with a smile as she watched my face. Then she resumed her story. "I despise the fact that most men are wimps when it comes to sex. To be honest most men I know seem to want a strong woman to control them! Sometimes I think that if I made the move, my husband would do whatever I told him to do, but I'm not into that kind of crap! I want to be used and fucked like a woman," she whispered quietly. "I don't want anything except to be used and treated like a woman." "I totally understand," I said even as my hand moved down, and my finger found the wetness of her cunt. After but a moment, I inserted my two middle fingers into her wetness and continued talking even as I began to move my fingers inside her. "You mentioned your church earlier. Have you read the Old Testament, and read what the bible teaches about a woman's place in life?" Her breathing grew deeper and a bit labored as my fingers explore her from the inside and my thumb moved to her clit to stimulate that tender morsel as my fingers moved in and out of her... "Well some parts of the old testament" she whispered, even as her hips begin squirming in response to my stimulation. "The old testament goes into detail about the woman's place in life. It clearly states that a woman is to be submissive and obedient to men at all times." My fingers are twisting from side to side now as I move them in and out of her wetness. "It says that a woman is to submit to her husband/master's authority. Whether the woman is his wife, his concubine, his maid servant his hand servant or slave, she is to submit to his authority and that clearly includes his sexual needs." Chapter 9 "Oh God yes" she moaned fitfully as she began bucking her hips up to meet my invading fingers. With a smile, I pulled my fingers out of her and moved so that I was kneeling between her spread thighs and guided the head of my thick cock into her. I grabbed one of her thighs in each hand and lifted them until I could get my hands beneath them then I pushed them forward until her knees are basically resting beneath her arm pits. I then drove all the way into her and begin fucking her hard. Slamming my cock in and out of her so hard that she gasped for breath each time I slammed into her, time after time. "Fuck me... Oh God sir, fuck me!" Lori moaned pleadingly. "I'm your slut to be used for your pleasure" she moaned. I pushed Lori's legs even further forward, lifting her cunt so it was even more accessible and allowing me even deeper penetration. The wet sounds of my cock slamming in and out of her combined with her moans filled the room. Each time I slammed deep into her, I felt my testicles smack her upturned ass. Even as I was fucking her, I thought about the irony of the fact that the first time I spanked this ass; it's with my balls as I fucked this cute little slut. "Oh God sir, yes!" Lori moaned. "I need this master... Oh God this is medicine for my soul!" She gasped as I slam in and out of her. "Oh master please don't stop! I don't want you to ever stop!" Her last words ended in a whimper as I pulled my cock out of her and immediately rolled out of the bed to stand beside the bed. "Oh No, don't stop!" she pleaded. "Shut-up and get your ass over here," I half growled. She immediately responded and I put her into a puppy dog position on her elbows and knees with her knees barely on the edge of the bed, knees spread. When she was in position I moved in behind her, then without warning I soundly smacked her right ass cheek sharply, seeing the redness where my hand had connected with her as cheek. She whimpered as I continued spanking her until both of her ass cheeks were a uniform red, but she stayed in the position that I had placed her. When I stopped spanking her, I reached down and found her soppy cunt. My fingers easily slid into her soppy wetness. Pulling my wet fingers out of her, I stepped in behind her and slid my cock into her wet cunt once again."Oh God Yes," she moaned as I drove deep into her once again. As my cock began fucking in and out, I moved my hands to the side of her hips and grabbed a hip in each hand and used the hand holds for leverage to slam even harder in and out of her. "Fuck meeee, Fuck meeee," She whimpered as I slammed in and out of her roughly. "I'm your slut" she whimpered "fuck me like a whore, I am your whore" she continued to whimper. "I'm your cock loving cum slut, your horny fuck toy to use at your will" she whimpered in pleasure. After about ten minutes of hard rough fucking, she had an orgasm that seemed to rock her soul. I continued fucking her throughout her climax but after a few minutes, once again I pulled my cock out of her. At first she protested until she felt the head of my cock pushing hard against her little sphincter muscle. She whimpered loudly when my wet cock head was forced into her ass. I waited about half a minute allowing her time to relax after my brutal intrusion, then I drove myself into her and within three strokes, I was completely buried balls deep into her. Her whimpers turned to sensual moans as I reached forward and grabbed a hand full of hair at the back of her scalp and pulled her head up and back as I begin fucking her with long deep strokes."Yes slut, you belong to me and I will fuck you in any manner I want and all you will do is take it and enjoy it," I growled in a deep voice. "As a woman, your only purpose in life is to obey and comply with my every wish. You will do as you're told and you will love it." She was whimpering and moaning using virtually every dirty word that she could think of, "I'm your filthy cock hungry slut, fuck me like the worthless whore I am. I want your cum in my ass, I want it in my pussy and in my belly!" she moaned. "You control me, I am your woman; treat me like the worthless cum hungry slut I am" she moaned. "Just fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she whimpered. "That's right," I growled. "I'm going to fill your bowels with my boiling hot cum and I'm going to cum so hard, it might dribble out of your cock sucking mouth." My dirty words only seemed to excite her even more."Oh fuck yes!" she groaned, "shoot your cum inside me, make me your personal whore, I always want all of your cum!" Suddenly her words were interrupted when she experienced yet another orgasm... "Ohhhh fuck!" she groaned. "I'm cummin' again... Oh fuck yes." Her body shuddered with her climax but I continued fucking at the same rough pace without interruption. Soon she recovered from her orgasm and now she was pushing her ass back hard against my cock, obviously trying to get even more of it into her hot little ass. Still holding her hair and talking dirty to her I growled "squeeze my cock bitch, use your ass muscles to milk my cock as I fuck you bitch." She immediately complied and tightened her ass around my cock that was pumping in and out of her.After only a few minutes, I knew that I was going to cum. "Oh fuck bitch, I'm about to cum!" I moaned out loud." "Yes master, fill my ass with your hot cum" She moaned, "I'm your cum receptacle so give it all to me," shoot your cum deep inside me and fill me up. Suddenly I felt my cock jerking and throbbing and knew my cum was imminent. As Lori felt my cock jerk, she moaned loudly and continued to shove her ass back against me on every thrust. "Oh fuck," I growled as ropes of my cum exploded deep inside her.Immediately Lori began whimpering as her body was rocked once again with an orgasm. "Oh fuck yes!" she cried out. Her entire body was quivering and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Abruptly she went limp and her whole body collapsed onto the mattress. Her wilting had jerked my cock from her ass when she collapsed. I looked down at her for a moment and saw that she was out cold. I saw the rivulet of cum that ran down onto her cunt. I turned and entered the bathroom where I closed the door and stepped into the shower. When I came out of the bathroom, Lori was sitting on the edge of the bed and glanced up at me with a smile, her face was almost radiating happiness as she watched me as I took a seat in the chair nearest the bed facing her. As soon as I took my seat, she immediately came to me and kneeling in front of me, without a word, she leaned forward and began licking my cock. I sat quietly, curious about what her next action might be. She opened her mouth and took my cock into her mouth as she looked up into my eyes. Her licking and sucking was done very gently as if she was only displaying her respect. After about a minute, still watching me, she let my cock slide out of her mouth. "I can't remember when I've been so happy," she murmured quietly. "I can't believe it took me this long to come out of my shell and recognize what I needed." She immediately returned her attention to my cock, licking and worshiping it once again. I watched her quietly, "You're a good little cum slut," I said, "Actions speak much louder than words; your actions are those of a slut who shows her respect and affection for her Dom." After several seconds of silence, I continued "You will worship my cock each time we are together and each time I fuck you, you will lick and suck my cock clean, swallowing the juices and cum you lick from my cock. Do you understand?" I asked. She grunted her response without taking my cock from her mouth. We spent the afternoon in that room with me training her in some of the things that she needed to know. She was introduced to some things that she had never experienced before such as bondage and nipple and clit torture. She felt the sting of a leather strap on her nipples and clit for the first time that day. Chapter 10 This was the beginning of a relationship that lasted several years. Within 90 days I had collared her and she became one of my slaves. As I had initially instructed her, we had our weekly evenings together. Initially most of these evenings were spent at my home but soon we were spending evenings at her home as well. Her husband was obviously a latent cuckold He was very open minded with the whole thing. I frequently spent the night with her in her bedroom. On those occasions he would simply move into the guest room. On occasion he watched us as I punished his wife, he saw her worshiping my cock and I'm almost certain that he watched me fuck her at times as Lori sometimes asked me to leave the bedroom door open when we had sex. If he didn't watch, there is no doubt that he heard us. On our monthly weekends we traveled to other cities for our weekends together. One month might be Atlanta, the next in Phoenix or Las Vegas. Another weekend we might be in Chicago or St. Louis to name but a few of our destinations... We attended dungeon parties, swinger parties or just outright old fashioned orgies; on a number of occasions she spent hours without end in a sex swing serving any number of people. (When other people were involved sexually with her, condoms were always required for her protection as well as my own.) On other weekends we might just spend the weekend enjoying our kinky side. She was regularly dressed in the sluttiest out fits that one can imagine. She wore the most revealing and alluring clothes we could locate and she frequently could have easily been mistaken for a street prostitute. On occasion she might have been dressed in a micro mini-skirt without panties or bra with a sheer blouse for example. The bottom line is that Lori soon discovered that she was an exhibitionist and absolutely loved showing off for others. On more than one occasion we went to places like a strip joint in some distant city and Lori sometimes received as much attention as the girls on the stage. I gave her no options on anything and she complied with my ever instruction. Eventually I sold my company and moved away from the area and had to bid farewell to my favorite client. I no longer see her but I'll never forget her; My best client ever!The End©2013 J.Grayfeather |
homeschooling2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/homeschooling2.txt | PART 2An embarrassed Ben, refused his mother's request to let her see his growing penis, keeping himself covered."Ok, I guess it is inappropriate for me to ask you to do such a thing. It is late however you need to go to sleep. I'm tired, so you're gonna have to deal with the mess you made. Good night babe!" She said as she started for his door."Oh!" She said, stopping and walked to his dresser. She took out one of his socks and threw it at him. "If you need to do your business again, use it! Before u pop your fun gun, slip it on, it will prevent another mess." She said then left his room. Shutting the door behind her. Barbara awoke around nine the next morning. Slipping into her robe she headed down the hall to the kitchen to make coffee. Ben's door was still closed. She smiled as she walked by, recalling the events of the night before.When she got to the kitchen, she was surprised to see Robert standing there making a pot. "Well good morning beautiful!" He said with a smile.Barbara smiled and said, "Hey! When did you get here?" then kissed him."Around 5:30 this morning," he replied, slipping a hand into her robe and fondling one of her breast."Why didn't you come to bed? Mmm, you could have played with more than just a tit!" She whispered softly, then kissed him as her hand cupped his crotch."I didn't want to wake you," he said then kissed her deeply, his tongue entwining with hers.Barbara smiled as she gazed into his eyes, then began unbuckling his belt. She unbuttoned his jeans , unzipped them and slipped her hand in."Mmmmmm... commando! I like!" she said as she grasped his hardening cock."What about Ben?" Robert said, a smile crossed his face as she dropped to her knees and began pulling his jeans down. "Don't worry he was up late last night! Got plenty of time for breakfast!" She replied. "Mmmmmm, sausage!" She whispered, holding his blue/black cock in her hand, then kissed the tip of his dickhead.Her tongue swirled around the tip for a few seconds, then traced along the shaft all the way to his balls, then back to the tip causing it to twitch."Damn baby!" Robert groaned, his dick now rock hard.Barbara continued to bath his cock with her tongue as she slowly jacked him with one hand and fondled his nuts with the other. She kissed the tip once more, then took his dickhead into her mouth.Robert groaned as she began to suck his dick. He slowly thrust his hips, fucking her mouth. "Yea baby, suck it!" He groaned, grasping her hair.Barbara loved sucking dick, having perfected her technique over the years, she was good at it."Come on baby, feed me!" She panted looking up at him. She put his dickhead back into her mouth, her hand continuing to jerk him off.Robert's knees buckled and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. As much as he liked cumming in her mouth, he wanted a piece of her pussy."Stand up! I wanna fuck that sweet pussy of yours! Lean over the table!" He exclaimed.Barbara stood and removed her robe, then turned and leaned onto the table spreading her legs apart. Robert stepped out of his jeans that were around his ankles, then got behind her."Sweet white ass!" He growled as he groped her ass cheeks with both hands. Then taking his dick in one hand, he guided to the opening of her cunt and pushed into her with a hard deep thrust."Mmmmmmmpfh!" Barbara grunted as he began to fuck her in hard deep strokes.Robert held her hips as he thrust his dick into her, grunting like a wild animal. She had some good pussy and he loved putting his dick inside it.Barbara reached one hand between her legs and began to frig her clitoris." Oh yes baby, fuck me!" She panted."Fuck!" Robert groaned, feeling his balls tighten, he began to cum."Yessss! Give it to me baby! Give it all to me!" Barbara panted, feeling him throb and shoot inside her."God! I'm leaking!" Barbara said as Robert pulled out. "Hand me a dish rag. Damn! Obviously someone was overdue!" She said with a wink as she wiped her pussy with the dish rag Robert gave her."Well baby, it has been a few days." Robert said slipping on his jeans.Barbara laughed as she put her robe back on. "Not my fault! You have a hand don't ya? Anyway, you owe me one tonight."It was around 11 when Ben finally emerged from his room."Well, good morning sleepy head!" His mom said. "Sleep good?""Uh, good morning! Hi Robert," Ben muttered and scratched his head."What's up big man!" Robert replied.Ben walked into the kitchen and fixed him some cereal. "Good, Robert is here. Maybe she won't think about last night." He thought to himself. He had been up most the night worried about facing her again. "Mom! Is it ok if I go to Paul's? He got a new game I wanna check out?" Ben asked as he ate his cereal."Sure babe, I don't mind," his mom replied. "As long as you come home before dark, and only a video game, nothing else ok! She said with a wink and smile."Yes ma'am," Ben said, his face turning red from embarrassment.When Ben left for his room to dress, Robert gave Barbara a quizzical look and said, "What was that all about? If I may ask.""I'll tell ya when he leaves," Barbara replied.A few minutes later Ben was dressed and out the door."Ok. Now, what's going on?" Robert asked.Barbara chuckled and said, "Oh, I didn't want to embarrass him, but last night I got up and caught him in his room looking at a porn magazine and masturbating." Robert grinned and said, "Ok, and? Did he see you?"Barbara laughed and said," Oh yes! I walked in and confronted him!""Baby your shitting me! Bet he about shit!" Robert laughed."Well, he didn't shit. But..." she paused a moment then finished, "He shot off all over his sheets!" Robert laughed and exclaimed, "No shit! He got a nut in front of ya!""A pretty good one too! Guess he was close when I walked in. Robert I didn't think he would ever stop cumming!" Barbara said."Damn! What did you say?" Robert asked."What could I say. I just told him it was a normal thing to do," Barbara explained."Shit, I would have shit all over myself had it been my mom!" Robert said.Barbara laughed and said, " You never got caught doing it? That would have been something I would have paid to see!"END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 76 |
anight.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/anight.txt | I'm not sure what movie is playing. All I know is that it is dark and I'm next to you. The place is nearly empty and we are right up the back, no one near us. There's a couple about 3 rows down, already getting hot and heavy.Suddenly I feel a hot breath near my ear and you say, "Could you rub my feet please?"I see you already kicked off your shoes, your bare toes wriggling. I say sure with a smile. You swing your legs over the chair and put your feet in my lap, wriggling your bum to get comfy. I notice your skirt ride up and a brief flash of what I think are panties but... no, must have been panties.I start rubbing the ball of your left foot, kneading the muscle. I spread my thumbs out and up, releasing the days tensions. You moan slightly as I get rid of a knot. You sink lower into the chair. I suddenly start to feel the toes on your other foot wriggle in my groin. I'm pretty sure you know the affect its having on me as I start to harden under their ministrations. I look over to you but your eyes are closed and lips slightly parted.I put your foot down and pick up your other one after a while, having relaxed it nicely. I hear a little noise come from you and look over to see you frowning. I'm puzzled but soon realize that you can no longer tease me in this position with the other foot. But you shift again and manage to resume the toe wriggling, grinning mischievously. I continue massaging your foot, trying to concentrate on the task at hand but your toes are exciting me more and more.I finish the massage and go to move your feet but you resist. I look over and you say in a low sexy voice "Don't stop now. Please?Well who am I to turn down a lady? I slowly massage your ankles, trying without success to dislodge your feet from my groin. Its becoming a little game, one that I enjoy. I slowly work my way up your calves, rubbing and manipulating firmly. I hear an appreciative murmur from you as I move towards your knees.Something happens on the screen, grabbing my attention for a second. I stop my massaging briefly but suddenly feel your hand on mine, pulling them onto your thighs. I look across and see a huge grin on your face. I resume my rubbing, kneading and caressing your thighs, moving to the inside.Your legs part as I move higher and higher. I notice that indeed you aren't wearing any underwear! When did you take them off I wonder? Your lips are slight puffy and parted, moisture apparent and your sweet smell hits my nose, making me harder.I realize where we are again and take a quick look around. No one is paying us any attention to us up here at the back. I look to your face and raise an eyebrow in question; you look up and around quickly. You then take my hand and place it on your wet pussy, urging me on. I start to stroke the lips, feeling the wet silky texture. My thumb finds your clit and starts to rub it in circular motions. You shudder and stifle a moan, careful not to make too much noise.I slowly slip a finger into you, feeling your wet warmth enveloping it. Your muscles rippling inside, inviting it further in. Your hips start to grind and writhe as you succumb to my ministrations. I add a second finger, the slurping sounds adding to my own arousal. Your nipples are hard and clearly visible against your blouse. I long to taste them, suck them, caress them.The movie continues on in the background, neither of us showing any interest in it whatsoever, our eyes intent on each other. Suddenly you pull away from me and sit up. You lean in close. I can hear your heavy breathing, your hot breath on my neck.You whisper to me, "I want you. I want you now. In me. I want us to cum, here and now."You kiss me with a passion. You lips parted, your tongue darting in and out of my mouth, seeking mine. I return it. You fumble at my belt buckle, trying to free my hard cock. I help you, wanting to release it, wanting to feel you hold it, squeeze it, stroke it. A quick look around tells us we are still safe, the possibility of being discovered merely adding to our excitement.You free my hard throbbing cock. It springs straight to attention. You gently squeeze it, then slowly start stroking it, returning to our kiss. I start to caress your breast with one had, the other squeezing your bum. Precum bubbles forth, I am so wound up.I break our kiss and whisper, "Oh god, I keep that up and I'm gonna cum."You reply in that sexy voice of yours, "I do want you to cum. In me!"With that you quickly get out of your seat and sit in my lap facing away from me. We maneuver ourselves into a comfortable position and you guide my into you. I slowly sink into you, feeling you expand, your wetness easing my passage. Finally I am totally in you and you let out a little gasp. You sit there a moment, adjusting yourself to me. I feel your pussy walls rippling, contracting. I am in heaven.Slowly, steadily you raise yourself up on my lap. Seeing how far you can slide up my cock. You then sink down again, letting out a small grunt of satisfaction as you bottom out once again. I support your hips and help to raise you, thrusting slightly on each down stroke. My other arm around your waist, holding you close. You head rolls back onto my shoulder and I bury my mouth on your neck, sucking and kissing the sweet flesh.We increase our tempo, trying to keep the noise down but our breathing gets harder. Our pace starts to really pick up. I move my hand down and start rubbing your clit, urging you on, wanting you to cum, knowing I am so close myself. Suddenly your back arches and your pussy spasms on me. You stifle a cry and I know you have cum. Your body wracked with spasms, lurching on my lap as the pleasure takes over your body.Your orgasm is enough to set me off and I cum, spurting deep into you. Wave after wave. Its so difficult not to make noise, to scream your name. You sit there while I cum, massaging my cock with your pussy, the feeling is intense. My orgasm subsides, my breathing slows. I hold you to me, my cock slowly softening inside of you. I kiss your neck and you turn your head and kiss my cheek.You reach over and grab something and I realize its your discarded underwear. You use them to stop our combined juices going everywhere as you slip off of me. You turn around and kiss me, deeply, passionately. I return the kiss hard. Feeling your tongue with mine. You break off the kiss the quickly suck my cock, making me gasp out in surprise. No-one heard. They were all too busy in their own games or watching the movie. You look up, a huge grin on your face and I realize that I am smiling too.We clean ourselves up a bit and rearrange our clothing, you leaning on me, your head on my shoulder. We snuggle like this until the end of the movie, gently caressing each after and bathing in the afterglow of our passions.What was the movie about? Who knows? I was too busy enjoying you my love.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 28 |
lesson2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/lesson2.txt | PART 2The next morning, or more like afternoon, when she woke up I asked her, "You came home really late last night. What happened?""I just went to a bar with some of the girls from class." She replied while sipping her coffee."Did you do anything interesting?" I asked."No," she lied. "Just hung out with the girls talking girl stuff."The lying made me very angry. I had concluded last night that I would be OK with the cheating if she owned up to it, but lying! That I couldn't take. I decided to teach her a little lesson. That afternoon I sent an email to the sender of the photos. I asked him if my wife was aware that her infidelity was caught on video and pictures. He replied that he did not think so."OK," I replied "I want to teach my wife a lesson and I would like you guys to help. Here's what I want you to do. Show her the pictures and threaten to send them to her professors, her classmates, her family, her husband, basically everyone she knew, unless she does exactly what you tell her. Stress the 'exactly'. I'm sure she will agree, and when she does tell her that she is to show up at your house on Saturday at 10 pm exactly wearing only the following: A tight white tank top, a black micro skirt, a mask covering only her eyes, a pair of high heels and nothing else. Again stress that she has to follow these instruction to the letter or you will send the pictures out. Let me know what her response is."Wednesday evening, when my wife returned from class I could tell she had been crying. Her eyes were puffy and red. I asked, "Are you OK? Is anything wrong?""It's OK." She replied. "I just got a bad grade in my class. I got a C.""Really?" I thought to myself. "It's alright." I said in a comforting voice. "I'm sure if you work hard you can make it up in the second half of the course." Then I hugged her all the while thinking what a lying little bitch she was.Thursday I received an email from the guys. As I knew she would, she had agreed to their demands. My plan was in action. On Friday, my wife told me she was going out with some of the girls on Saturday night to drown her sorrow about her grade. She then suggested that I go out to with some friends."Nah," I said "I was thinking of just staying home and watch the game on TV.""No," she insisted, "I really think you should go out. Why don't you and your friends watch the game at a bar or something?""Why?" I asked suspiciously."Well..." she thought for a moment, "I'll just be getting ready and would only interrupt your game with the blow drying and all that noise." What a shitty excuse, but I played along."Maybe you're right," I said. "I haven't been out for a beer in a while."Saturday came and my wife was fidgety all day. She just couldn't sit still for more then ten minutes. After supper, at around 8pm, she asked nervously:"What time are you leaving for the bar?""At around 9:30," I replied. Her eyes grew wide and I could see the panic on her face."No!" she almost screamed, "Aren't you going to miss the game?" she tried to recover herself."It doesn't matter," I said. "My friends aren't available until 9:30 and the bar is only 5 minutes away."She looked like she was going to argue but thought better and disappeared upstairs. At around 8:30pm I sneaked out of the house, walked down a couple of blocks and hopped into a waiting cab. I didn't want to use my car. I arrived at the guys' house at around 9:15 and explained the plan and rules for the evening. There were already a couple of dozen guys there already and Mike, one of the guys she had fucked last week, said a few more were planning on showing up later that night. We were all wearing masks and we were not to take them off for the entire evening. At around quarter to ten, we saw my wife walking up the sidewalk and into the driveway. The driveway was full and there were cars parked on the street for a couple of blocks. She must have parked 2 or 3 blocks away because we could not see her car on the street. She was wearing a mask, a jacket, a micro skirt so short it barely covered her butt cheeks, a white tank top so tight that you could clearly see her nipples and aureoles through it which she kept the jacket closed over, and a pair of 'come-fuck-me' high heels. I spoke quickly to Brad, he was the other partner in crime that had previously fucked my wife. My wife rang the doorbell and Brad went to answer it. He opened the door and stared at my wife for a few seconds."You're early." He said abruptly "and you didn't wear what I told you. Since you can't follow instructions, you can go home. I'll be sending those pictures to everyone now." He made to close the door but my wife stopped him."Wait!" she pleaded. "Don't! I'll do anything! Please!" She was nearly in tears."Well..." Brad paused for several seconds. "Here's what I want you to do, remember this is your last chance so you have to follow these instructions to the letter. I want you to walk back to your car, take off all your clothes, and walk back here at precisely 10 o'clock wearing only a mask and your heels." He paused to see the look on her face. "Do you understand?" he asked.My wife nodded her headed in acceptance. She turned around, walked back down the block and disappeared around the corner. Brad then turned to me and said:"Dude, she's not coming back.""We'll see." Was my only reply. In my mind I was thinking that he had already fucked her so he had nothing to whine about. The house was on a fairly busy street. A car would drive by every couple of minutes or so. Not a dead end but not a busy thorough fare either. At a couple of minutes before ten my wife came around the corner. She was naked except for the mask and the heels. As she walked down the block with her beautiful tits swaying and her clean shaved pussy for all to see, cars would slow down, the passengers would gawk, make lewd comments and sometimes honk their horns. My wife ignored them and continued walking to the house. She walked up the driveway and rang the doorbell at precisely ten o'clock. I signal Brad to hold off. She waited a minute before ringing again, I'm sure to her it must have seemed an eternity. After another minute or so of standing naked on the doorstep she rang again. I signal Brad to let her in. He opened the door, stood in the doorway and stared at her for a couple of minutes."Now that's better." He said finally. He took her by the hand and walked her into the middle of the room. I can't imagine what was going through my wife's mind. There she was in the middle of a room, naked, surrounded by a couple of dozen men wearing masks of all kinds."Gentlemen!" Brad said loudly. "This slut will be our entertainment for the night. Just a few things we need to go over before we begin. We are to leave absolutely no marks on her body.""Except cum stains!" someone shouted and everyone laughed."Except cum stains," Brad continued. "We are to leave no bruises, cuts, bite marks, or scratches. Apart from that anything goes." My wife looked around. Even through her mask you could see she was scared. Brad pulled his pants down and said:"Well I'm going to get this started."He held out his cock and pulled my wife down to her knees. She began to suck the monster cock. After he was hard he stood her up walked her to the couch and made her kneel on the couch facing away from him. She must have thought he was going to enter her from behind, so she bent over to give him a better access to her cunt. But he walked around to the back of the couch and continued to face fuck her. She did however feel someone enter her. The penetration sent shivers up and down her spine. With all the anticipation, walking around naked in public and being surrounded by men, she was extremely wet and more excited than she had realized. The cock inside her began slide in an out easily, increasing the tempo gradually until it was pumping her so hard that her face kept hitting into Brad's stomach. Then there was one last thrust and she felt jets of cum erupt inside her. She contracted her pussy's wall muscles to squeeze every last drop out. The cock stayed inside for a few seconds; what she didn't know was that was her husband's cock, that was part of the deal: he was to be the first to cum inside her cunt that night. When the cock slipped out, it was quickly replaced with another and then things changed. Hands were touching her all over, tongues were licking her breasts, lips were nibbling at her nipples and fingers were probing in her cracks and crevices. All the while she was sucking on Brad's cock and her pussy was being pounded from behind. Soon the cock inside her pulled out and she felt hot streams of semen land on her lower back and drip into her ass crack. It didn't take long for another cock to slip inside of her and start fucking her. Soon after Brad grabbed the back of her head and shot his load. It hit the back of her throat and she began to cough around his cock, cum dribble out on her chin. She was a little disappointed that Brad had not fucked her pussy, but that soon passed as another cock was placed in front of her and the dick slamming into her pussy erupted inside her. Time seemed to stand still as cock after cock fucked her mouth and cunt. Then someone said, "Fuck! This cunt is too stretched out. I can't get any traction."She noticed that she could not feel any cock in her pussy. She heard laughter and someone said, "Just fuck her ass Tiny."She was about to turn around and object when the guy fucking her mouth grabbed her head and started to shoot his load into her mouth. She felt someone stick their finger up her ass and start moving it in and out. Then she heard the guy behind her say:"Hum...that's better." She realized then that the guy really was 'tiny' and that he was fucking her up the ass. Another cock was put in her mouth and Tiny started to increase his tempo. Soon Tiny grunted and shot his load in her bowels. After he pulled out his cock was replaced by another much bigger dick. Luckily Tiny had stretched and lubricated her anus so the new cock, though bigger didn't hurt much. After the cock in her ass shot its load and pulled out, someone said, "Hey, let's DP this bitch."She was made to stand up off the couch. As she did cum streamed down her leg from her pussy and ass. She turned around and saw a guy lying on his back on the floor with his hard-on pointing straight in the air. She straddled him and lower herself onto his cock. He easily glided into her well used pussy. She then was made to lean forward and then felt a cock enter her ass. Even when Brad had fucked her that monster cock of his she had not felt as full as she did when that cock slid all the way up her ass. The two cocks inside her began rocking in rhythm. Someone stepped up to her and shot a load of cum right in her face. Soon both the cocks inside her shot their load, one after the other. Then she heard Brad say, "My turn. Pick up that bitch and carry her over here."Brad was lying on the floor with his massive tool sticking up the air like a flagpole."Face her away from me and drop that ass on this." He said holding his cock.Two guys each grabbed a leg and a cheek and lifted her in the air. They carried her to Brad's waiting cock."Face her away from me," Brad said.They positioned her anus on the tip of his cock and a stream of semen dripped onto his cock. They began lowering her."Drop her on three," Brad said."No wait!" she cried."THREE!" They let go of her and she was impaled on this massive sized dick. Pain like fire spread through her insides and she flopped back onto Brad's chest. Brad wrapped his arms around her and fondled her breasts. Through bleary eyes she saw someone position their cock at the entrance of her cunt and shove it in. She passed out. For the rest of the evening she drifted in and out of consciousness. She would only become vaguely aware when cocks were inserted into both of her holes which by the end she did not even feel that she was so stretched out.Guys would walk up to her and shoot their load on her tits, her face and every single inch of skin as well as making deposited in her mouth, cunt and ass. Then finally there was what seemed like an hour where no one was sticking a dick in her or shooting their loads on her. Then she was turned over and someone began fucking her ass. He was slower and somehow more gentle than the others, if she would have looked back she would have recognized her husband's body. That was the last part of the deal: he was to be the last one to cum inside her. After the cock in her ass added his load the countless already there, she felt herself being carried. Then there was a temperature change, a car door being opened and she was unceremoniously dropped onto a leather seat. She drifted into blissful sleep. Then, like in a dream, she heard tapping on a window and a muffled voice. She slowly became aware of her surroundings. She was in the backseat of a car lying completely naked in a pool of cum, it was her car. Someone was tapping on the window and saying something."Are you OK?" A strange man was asking staring at her. "Do you want me to call the police?" He asked with concern in his voice.She looked around for her clothes but could not see them anywhere. She noticed that all the car doors were locked and was grateful for small favors. She saw that her car keys were sitting on the front seat. She climbed over into the driver seat giving the strange man quite a show, what with cum dripping out of both her holes. Oddly enough the only thing she could think of at that moment was that her husband was going to be mad at her for getting cum stains all over the car. She started the car and left. When she looked at the clock in the car it read 11:15am. She drove as quickly and safely as possible. Truckers and drivers in big SUVs would stare and honk at her. She hoped that she wouldn't get pulled over. She made it home at around 12:30, pulled into the garage and checked to make sure no neighbors were out. She ran to the back door into the kitchen hoping her husband would be somewhere else in the house. No such luck, there he was standing in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee staring at her. She stood frozen until a big glob of cum dripped from her pussy onto the floor with a splat. "I see that you had fun last night." he said with sarcasm in his voice.Then she began to sob uncontrollably. Her husband took her gently into his arms and said in a soothing voice:"Let's get you cleaned up."To be continued?Archivist's note: Because the author submitted this work anonymously, we will be unable to honor any request for parts not already posted. If the author submits more parts, we will post them, if not, the story ends here. |
returninghome.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/returninghome.txt | Author Note: It happened just over three years ago; I can still hear that almost inaudible click echoing around my head. It was like time had stopped in that fraction of a moment and I knew what it was as soon as I heard the sound, the rest was a blur, I remember some of the voices as they shouted at me in the rescue chopper and a vague sensation of weightlessness. The rest was doctors looking down at me; I think it took me over a week to come to terms that both my legs had gone. They all kept telling me that life was not over, but at night in the heat of the desert tears would come unbidden, not from the pain, but the why me? Although it was hard to understand that it has happened and it had happened to me the worst was yet to come, I think my heart broke the day when Ruby met me at the airport. I saw her first, she was standing tall looking around, the sun caught her hair and her face was caught in a golden glow with the brightest white smile. She is the love of my life and still the best looking girl I have ever seen and the most beautiful person I have ever known, not just in her looks but her heart was one of giving and loving. Ruby would spend hours longer at work than anyone should caring for the kids at the hospice, many a night I remember holding her tight as she told me of a child that had pass away and she would cry herself to sleep.I can still picture the scene now as she turned on the tarmac, she had on a bright yellow summer dress that flared out at the waist and she had the biggest smile as she turned to see me. I watched as that smile turned to horror and tears as she spun around seeing me. My thoughts were selfish I know but all I could think of at the time was the memories of her kissing me goodbye as I left the house, back then I was a whole man and now returning I was half the man, a scared cripple.That was then and this is now, it is Friday night and after a lot of arguments and inner turmoil we agreed that she should go out and find herself a man to bed her. After the incident I was left with not just both legs gone but most of my manhood, it was a gnarled stump that is grotesque to look at with all the scar tissue and I no longer had the ability to gain an erection, the doctors said it was physiological and would return. Bless Ruby she would try to please me but I could see the look of disgust on her face as she put her mouth around it, I could feel the heat of her mouth on it and it was pleasing but nothing would happen no matter how hard she tried. Sex with Ruby in the past was passionate; she was almost a nymphomaniac. She was virgin on our wedding night and what a night that was; the first time we did it she cried and I held her tight as I rode her gently. After that first time we did it two more times and the honeymoon from then onwards was one hedonistic voyage of sexual experimentation. The last night was the one I remember the most; it was late and we were on the way back from a beach bar when Ruby grabbed my cock and pulled me into the sea kissing me passionately. I remember sliding my hand down her spine then pushing my hand into her bikini bottoms to grip her firm ass, I slid my hand around and pulled at the bow, her bottoms floated free. Ruby reached inside my shorts and grabbed my harding cock and started to wank him off. I could not hold back as her hot mouth almost ate me with her kisses so I pushed her down into the sand and under the Mediterranean stars with the surf crashing around us I took her slowly, it was almost dreamlike as we kissed, freeing her breast to feast on her hard nipples while her lithe body moved under me pulling me in to her just deepened my love for her. It did not take long we both came in a heated rush and I can still hear her cries as she orgasamed and the sound echoing off the beach walls. It was only then with the round of applause that we came back down to earth and saw a group of youths sitting on the wall above us, me and Ruby laughed as we got dressed and ran off down the beach. I still recall the sight of her small tight ass as she ran ahead of me splashing the surf up as she ran and the band of rainbow colours on her bikini bottoms hypnotising me as I followed her.Those days are gone now, that childish innocence lost in the horrors of war, I have only one regret I suppose, it is that we decided to not have a child until my return from the tour of duty, as now it is impossible and it was the one thing that Ruby really wanted. Making it with Ruby, well yea I can eat her cunt or use this useless strap-on thing the doctors gave me, but it is just not the same and Ruby would always seem to be doing it as if it was a chore so our lovemaking had stopped. Often I would get up early on a Sunday morning and through the crack of the bedroom door I would watch her as she lowered her hands between her legs and please herself, it was maddening to see her shapely body wither on the bed as the sun shine and she would bring herself to a gasping climax. It was painful to watch yet fascinating to see her please herself then licking her cum from her fingers as she would cool down. So three months back I breached the subject with her that she should get a lover or even move on and leave me, but she would have none of it. She screamed at me that it was me that she loved and I should not hurt her by saying such things.It took a long time but finally I got her to agree that she needed a man that could satisfy her needs with one condition and that was; that if she found a guy that she was willing to open her legs for then it would have to be done in front of me so we could share the experience. She would have it no other way, I told her that I would hide out of sight but she insisted that she wanted the man she brought home to understand that it was me she loved and that they were just a one night stand. Reluctantly I agreed.I can hear her taxi pull up now, I can hear her giggling and the sound of a man with her, my heart sank then and some regret at what I had agreed too, but I had instigated it and yet still it gripped at my gut.I can hear the keys rattling in the door and then laughing they both came into the room. The laughing was cut short as this young lad straightened up and sort of gave a half smile and nodded at me. Ruby with her long strides crossed the room still holding the young lads hand pulled him over and with her as she leaned down and kissed me. "Hi, Babes." She said. Her breath smelled of alcohol and she wobbled slightly in her high heels as she straightened up. "This is Antony, he's a trainee mechanic." She pronounced.She turned to him and attempted to kiss him almost stumbling but he caught her and she smiled down at him then kissed him. Not softly but a full on passionate kiss. Antony wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight; he was not tall but a stocky young lad with short cropped blonde hair about five nine.A feeling of disgust passed over me as I watched his hand cup her ass and then lift her short skirt to grope her ass. Ruby had a G-string on so he got a good handful of her ass flesh and squeezed it tight pulling her into him. Ruby opened her legs and ground her cunt into him as she moaned, she then reached around and pulled his belt free and then undoing his trouser button she slid her hand into his pants forcing his zipper down. He must have gone commando as his cock sprang out, it was shorter than mine had been but slightly thicker and I could see the head was covered in pre cum as it shone in the light of the TV. They both moaned as they kissed and Ruby wrapped her long fingers around his cock and started to pull him off. He was not slow on the uptake as he pealed her tight dress up over her ass and pushed his hand down the front of her knickers. Ruby opened her legs even more, they looked long and shapely in her high heels as they caught the light but it was his hand that caught my attention as it gyrated and I could see him thrust his fingers into her through the thin material and heard her gasp as her knees almost buckled. Then he gave out a cry and Ruby stepped back, I could see the lad had shot his load covering the front of her dress. "Oh my!" she exclaimed, "You are a horny one." Laughing. "Just give me a minute to get out of this and clean it up a bit and I will be back with the condoms." She said smiling at me as she turned and left the room to change.The lad stood there with his cock still standing up shining and covered in his dribbling cum. He looked embarrassed as he looked at me and hurriedly pulled his pants up. I thought he was going to leave as he glanced at the door but instead he turned taking a seat on the sofa. "You ok Mister?" he said."Yea I'm good, you enjoying my wife?" I asked."She is hot." He said with a smile.That was it as silence ensued, I watched him as he looked around my place and seeing the photo's of me and Ruby he got up and picked up a picture of Ruby with me in my uniform. He did not look at me he just said "My brother served in the forces." Then he turned and left without a word.A few minutes later Ruby came down with stockings on with black high heels and my favourite half cup bra on with matching lace knickers. She looked stunning as she stood in the doorway. "Where'd he go?" I just shrugged my shoulders. "What did you say?" She asked.I just shrugged my shoulders again and told her what had happened; Ruby collapsed onto the sofa and looked down. She was silent for a while and then she looked at me. "Christ John, I so wanted that fucking hard cock deep in my cunt." I had never heard Ruby use such words and it took me back a bit. "Get your ass over here and eat me." She said as she lifted her leg and pulled her knickers to one side. Not sure what it was, maybe it was me feeling as horny as hell at what I had just seen I could not really say but like a lapdog I got out of my chair and crawled over to her burying my face in her snatch. I made her cum three times before we headed off to bed. The bedroom was no longer upstairs due to my needs, it was in the back room and when we got into bed she demanded I fuck her with my strap-on. I struggled to get off the bed and reach the cupboard and I spent ten minutes putting this thing on and when I managed to get back into bed Ruby was fast asleep. I felt gutted and inadequate as I looked down at her.The next day she never said a word, she did the weeks shopping while I sat at home watching the football, when she got back she made dinner and she was mostly silent but not in a negative way; but I could tell that last night's experiment had been playing on her mind. It took me back a bit as she looked at me over the dinner. "Your right Phil I do need cock." I half smiled at her not really knowing what to say. "I don't know," she said, "having that hard cock in my hand made me realise that I want a throbbing hard cock deep inside me fucking me senseless." I felt belittled somewhat hearing these words but knew deep inside that she now wanted this and the glassy look in her eyes said it all. "See, you never listen to me." I said back to her with a smile attempting to hide my deeper thoughts. Dinner passed with little else said so I returned to my T.V. sports world and I could hear Ruby humming as she cleaned up and moved about the place. About 7pm Ruby disappeared upstairs and I could hear her rummaging around in her draws and cupboards, I heard her take a shower and the hairdryer going; I took it that she was going to go out again tonight. When she came down she looked a million, she had a tight red satin boobtube dress on, it was slightly crumpled up in layers and it fit her figure snugly. She wore red stockings on to match with the red high heels that finished her off perfectly. The outfit looked expensive and showed off her long legs and her curves, still it was conservative in the straight neckline as it cut across her boobs only showing a slight bit of cleavage to her 'D' cup breasts, her hair was full and bouncing in long golden curls. I had to admit she was stunningly beautiful in a very classy way. I wolf whistled at her as she stood in the doorway, it brought a smile to her face. I pointed out that some of her red lipstick had got onto her teeth and using a vanity mirror she cleaned it off. "You think I will get some cock tonight?" She asked as she smacked her lips in the mirror.She sure looked dam fine to me and any red blooded man would be stupid not to want her. "You look amazing hun." I reassured her, "you are still one of the best looking girls in town."She came over and kissed me then sat across from me with her legs wide open showing me that she was not wearing any underwear and that she had shave all the hair from her cunt as she waited for the taxi. Just looking at her sat there in front of me made me want to take her there and then but I knew it was useless, it did not stop me having those feeling of lusting after her though.The taxi honked its horn outside and Ruby got up and kissed me on the forehead as she pulled her dress down and said "Wish me luck." Her perfume lingered in the air as she walked out, my feelings were a bit confused as my emotions turned around inside my chest.I watched her walk down the drive with her long strides and saw how the sun caught her hair as the wind picked it up in the slight breeze. I thought the Asian taxi driver was going to let his tongue roll out as he stared at her open mouthed watching her every move. When she was gone I opened my freshly stocked beer fridge and took a tube to watch the sports channel and calm my churning gut down.It was well past 2am when the taxi pulled up outside, there was no laughing just to sound of Ruby's high heels clicking on the drive followed by the sound of heavy steps.There was the rattle of keys and I heard Ruby say, "You know the rules?""Yes, I am fine with it." A deep voice replied. My heart jumped in my chest as the door opened and Ruby came in walking right upto me placing a big kiss onmy lips. She tasted of sour wine but seemed more sober this time. I did not get to see who she had brought home until she moved, "This is Mike," she said pointing to a very large guy almost blocking out the doorway, my first impression was Action Man with his close cropped black hair and huge muscles bulging out of his short sleeved shirt, "He is an Accountant." Yea right I thought.He was bold I will give him that as he strode right up to me and offered his hand, his grip was tight and his hands although hard were soft to the touch. "It's John right?" he asked. I nodded affirmation. "Ruby has told me some of what has happen to you, it makes me sick to think about our lads going out there just to fight political wars. No offence, but it is just all a crock of shit to me." His teeth seemed to be almost luminous as he smiled.The thing is he had a charm about him and that winning smile seemed to radiate happiness as he took a seat and just chatted about nothing really, just everything and nothing. I offered him a tube and he took it and totally ignoring Ruby as he gave me all his attention, he asked me about the fighting I had experienced and how often my troop would keep in contact with me and how generally I was coping. He had a genuine care about what he was asking and his heavy eyebrows knotted as I gave him some of my emotional baggage. It honestly felt like I had known this guy for years as we chatted and it was nice in the way he change the subject over to sports. We must have only chatted for an hour but we seemed to just hit it off in a good way.As the convocation died down a little he just stood up; I thought he was going to leave, but he just looked me in the face and said, "Anyway, I am here to fuck your wife, right?." Bold as brass he just came out with it as he offered his hand to Ruby. Ruby must have been half asleep after me and Mike had been chatting away as it took a moment before she took the offered hand and he pulled her to her feet. He just wrapped his heavy arms around her and kissed her full on the lips. Ruby was slow at first but soon she started to respond by wrapping her arms around his neck as she reached up to kiss him back. I watched as his hands started to stroke her back and work their way down to her ass, he kneaded her ass with his big hands as they kissed for a long time.Mike gripped the bottom of Ruby's dress and turning to me asked in a soft deep voice, "You ok with this? I had to admit to myself at seeing Ruby in the arms of this big guy did put an apple in my throat. "Feel free to have fun." I said opening my hands to him. Ruby smiled at me then and as she looked at Mike gave him an even bigger grin.Mike did not waste any time as he lifted her dress up and over her head, Ruby was naked before him with her tits bouncing free as he pushed her head to one side and burred his face into her neck, Ruby pulled him in tight arching her back pushing Mike's head down to her breasts. He grabbed a tit as his tongue shot out to taste a dark nipple before he sucked it in and Ruby gasped. He let his hand wander down over her flat stomach circling her belly button, then lower to cup her pubic mound. Ruby lifted a knee as his hand slid under her pushing a finger along her slit until it sank into her lips. He worked his hand softly and slowly and I could see her wetness shining on his finger, then with a slow movement he pushed a finger into her and her back arched even more as she moaned. He fucked her cunt slowly pushing his finger in and out and within a few strokes she was pushing her cunt onto him. I watched as he pushed another finger between her cunt lips and as it got wetter he inserted it into her and pushed slow but hard as he twisted it into her. "You have a tight cunt bitch." He said as she moaned in his arms. He soon started to finger fuck her faster so I reached for another tube and settled back to watch. Ruby pulled Mikes head hard into her breasts and he sunk his teeth into her nipple as she thrust onto his hand harder and faster until with a cry she came on his hand. Mike looked over to me and winked with a smile. I just laughed to myself as I watched him pull his dripping fingers out of Ruby's cunt and push them into her mouth where she sucked at them as he pushed them in and out licking them clean with her tongue. Finally he took them out of her mouth and cupped the back of her head pulling her to his deep barrel chest. Ruby frantically pulled at the buttons one at a time revealing his hairy chest but she lost patience and snatched his shirt open sending the last button cart wheeling across the room. Passionately she planted a kiss to the centre of his chest working with her tongue she caressed each of his dark nipples, Mike put his hand on the top of her head and pushed her down. She kissed him all the way as she worked herself lower and then pulled at his belt and ripped at his trousers as she snatched them down.Ruby's eyes almost popped out of her head as this long thick cock sprang out at her, Christ I thought, it was almost as thick as this tube I was holding and a dam sight longer. "Show me what a dirty slut you are bitch and suck my fucking cock." He said to my wife in a vile dirty manor as he pulled her tight to his meat, and she did not react to his crude words just planted her tongue on his thick shaft licking at it with long strokes. Ruby had always had long thin hands but now they looked small as she wrapped them around Mike's cock and lifted it to her face looking at the big head, then closing her eyes she licked her lips and slowly licked the head of his cock, Mike gasped.It was at this point that I realised that although Mike's cock was not yet hard, it was already over ten inches long; the feeling of inadequacy washed over me as I saw this thing start to swell even more and grow hard as she licked the swelling head. Then opening her mouth wide she pushed her lips to the bulbous gland and took it into her mouth. I looked up to see Mike looking down at me with a smirk on his face. I raised my eyebrows and smiled at him. Well I thought Ruby wanted a cock deep inside her cunt and tonight she was sure going to get one.Ruby started to bob he head taking only a fraction of his thick shaft into her mouth, Mike gathered her hair up into one hand and looking at me started to fuck Ruby's face, slowly at first then harder and harder until he was bouncing his cock off the back of her throat and Ruby was coughing as he fucked her face. He stopped and pulled her off his cock and she gasped for air only to have him push her back onto it again almost violently fucking her face. He kept repeating it over and over and I watched as Ruby slobbered at the huge meat fucking her face chocking on it. "Suck my fucking cock bitch." He snarled at her and she did not resist just put her hands on his heavy thighs to brace herself as he fucked her and released her head just enough for her to catch her breath before he rammed it into her mouth.He pulled her head off his cock and grabbing the shaft started to hit her face with it then started bouncing it off her bottom lip as she tried to catch it with her tongue. He pulled her in tight and said, "Lick my fucking balls." Ruby shot out her tongue and started to lick his hairy nut sack with its huge balls hanging low, she licked and sucked at them and he leaned back to give a deep groan of pleasure and I saw Ruby smile at me with bright eyes. Christ I thought as I got a look at the real size of his cock as he held it up against his stomach, it was huge and thick and even thicker at the base with large veins standing out as he gripped it tight. Then he pushed her away and pointed it at her face. Ruby dived onto it and he met her hard with each thrust of his hips. Ruby gagged and coughed as he pulled her tight to him and ground his cock into her mouth trying to force it down her throat. But it was just too big, "Fucking useless cock sucker." He said as he cast her to the couch by her hair. "Open them fucking legs so I can rip your cunt apart."Ruby scrambled onto the sofa opening her legs for him, I could see her cunt literally dripping juices as he got between her legs. "Grab my cock cunt." He ordered her.Ruby reached down and took his cock in both hands and bent it down to point it at her pussy. "I want to hear you beg me to fuck you slut." He said as he pushed forward a little and I could see his large cock head squash up against her cunt."Fuck me." She said."Say it again." He ordered."Fuck me." She said."Again, louder" he demanded."Fuck me." She shouted.He reached forward and gripped her tits then squeezed them and Ruby screamed as his fingers dug into her tit flesh. "I cannot hear you." He said."Fuck me!" She screamed."My name is Mike, let me hear you say it." He snarled at her as he squeezed her tits again.Ruby screamed loud, "Fuck me Mike! Fuck me!" Ruby kept repeating it as he let go of her tits and started to slap at her nipples. He nudged forward and Ruby went silent with her mouth open as his cock pushed at her opening. I could see his cock bend slightly as he tried again."Your too fucking tight bitch, open your dirty cunt for me." He growled at her. Ruby let go of his cock and widening her legs she put her hands to her pussy and pulled it wide open for him. "Now what do you say bitch." He said as he started to rub at her cunt with his fat cock head."Fuck me Mike, please fuck me." There was a real begging sound to her voice almost pleading him to fuck her.These must have been the words he wanted to hear as he pushed hard into her and I watched as the big fat head of his cock sank into her and she squealed arching her back and I could see her digging her nails into her cunt as he pulled back and pushed again. Ruby gave another more desperate squeal as his cock got deeper into her, he pulled back and rammed into her again and her back arched even more as she shouted out "Oh Christ."With only half his cock inside her Mike started to move his hips around attempting to open her up. "I cannot hear you bitch." He said."Oh Christ, fuck me Mike." She said as she threw her head back even more and gave out a really deep moan as she came on his grinding cock. Mike pulled almost all the way out of her and slammed into her again bringing another curse from Ruby and I could see her digging her fingers into her inner thighs as she became ridged with her climax. Mike grabbed both of her ankles and brought them together pushing her knees into her tits and stated to fuck her with the half of the cock he had in her. Ruby reached around her legs and pulled her pussy open breathing hard as he drilled into her. Slowly he started to push deeper and Ruby's moans and groans started to turn into screams of pleasure. I could see beads of sweat start to form on her face and soon her hair was plastered to her as he picked up the speed. Soon Ruby was crying out his name and begging him to fuck her at the top of her lungs as I watched Mike's cock get covered in her foaming juices.Mike readjusted himself so he was leaning over her and I could clearly see the long fat length driving into Ruby's cunt crushing her into the sofa until he managed to get all of his full length into her cunt smacking against her.I have given Ruby countless orgasms over the years but nothing compared to seeing her puffing and panting with a bright red face screaming out Mike's name as she came again and again begging him to fuck her while he crashed his cock down into her slamming into her hard. Ruby had let go of her cunt and was now gripping onto the edge of the sofa for what looked like dear life with white knuckles as she ripped out chunks of cloth.As Mike hammered into her he said, "Who's slut are you?"Ruby did not miss a beat as she shouted at the top of her voice gasping for air. "I am your slut; I am your slut Mike, Oh God, oh God, Fuck me Mike!"Ruby had never been much into the use of rude words, 'only when they are necessary, so they have meaning' she would say, but now she was shouting them out telling him she was now his slut and begging him to fuck her cunt.He slapped her face and called her a bitch and demanded she get on her knees as he pulled out of her. Her body was visibly shaking as she turned over and he demanded she pull herself open for him so he could fuck her.Ruby reached back and pulled her ass open as far as she could and it gave me a clear view of her swollen abused cunt, her lips were glowing red and her cunt hole gaped at me as she readied herself for his cock. Mike put his cock at her entrance and said, "What do you say."Her voice was wanton and husky. "Fuck me Mike, for God's sake please fuck me."As she said the words he slammed hard into her and she screamed as it went in, going deep into her, he grabbed her hips and pulled her tight to him as he ground his cock into her then let go. "Fuck yourself slut." Ruby moved forward and then back again rotating her ass on his long cock as she sunk onto his thick shaft, she got greeted by, "Faster slut," he shouted as he smacked her ass.Ruby had hated it when I once slapped her ass saying she was not a cheap slut, but now she moved faster begging him to' hit his slut harder', he hit her again making her cry out, "Faster slut." He demanded and Ruby started to push back in eagerly moaning as she did, he hit her again and again as she push back onto his fat rod. Ruby's ass cheeks were glowing by the time Mike grabbed her hips and started to fuck her hard jarring her body with each thrust."Oh, God yes, fuck me Mike, fuck your slut Mike." She cried out as he hammered into her.Mike built up speed and I could see sweat rolling down his back as he lowered his hard rod into her then he gripped her hips tight and picked her up as he stood up. Ruby was force to stand on the sofa with her long legs wide open as Mike thrust into her again with his long fat cock pistoning. Ruby seemed to hit another level as her screams and curses got wilder and wilder clinging onto the back of the sofa with white knuckles until Mike cried out pulling her hard onto him shaking as he came lifting her off the sofa with each shot of his come. Ruby gave out an almighty scream and flopped down in his grip and was like a rag doll in his hands as he slowly lowered himself down to his knees still inside her. He let go of her hips and wiped his forehead and then thrust his hips forward forcing Ruby off his cock. Ruby landed on her side and she did not move, possibly out of exhaustion I thought but Mike lifted her legs up forcing her to roll on her back and dropped it leaving her legs wide open. Ruby's eyes were closed but her cunt was gaping open leaking copious amounts of Mikes thick white cum. Her pubes were covered in their juices and as Mike stood up with his huge cock limp and swinging between his legs, I could see his hairs matted with Ruby's juices, all up his belly and over his thighs soaking his pubes into neat curls.Mike turned to me smiling. "Your wife's a good tight fuck," he said, "she has the makings of a good slut."I looked up at him and then across at my wife with his cum still oozing out of her swollen red cunt. Seeing him standing there and looking at that over large fat swollen cock of his that had just fucked my wife senseless and that had just given her probably more pleasure in that one fuck than she'd had ever before in all the time I had been fucking her; I felt small, and so much more less of a man than I had only a few hours ago. I felt a tear run down my cheek and Mike must have seen it."Don't cry," he said as he stepped over putting his hand to the back of my head. He gently pulled me over to Ruby then pushed my face at her cum sodden ravished twat. "That's how a woman really looks when she has been fucked." I think it was the shock of seeing Ruby totally and utterly fuck before my eyes that did it and the tears started to flow. Being only half a man was bad enough but seeing this guy with his huge cock and having my wife beg him to fuck her then hearing her crying out his name as he verbally abused her and smashed his huge cock into her while she screamed for him to fuck his slut was just too much.Mike leaned down and put his head to my ear and whispered "You think she liked it?" he asked. I did not even bother to reply as it was so obvious she loved it so I just nodded my head.I felt his large hand on the back of my neck then and he pushed me forward until I was almost touching her swollen cunt filling my nose with the smell of their sex. "Clean her up for me so I can fuck her again when she wakes up." Then he pushed my face into her spunk soaked cunt. I could smell her juices and I could also smell his cum that was still leaking out of her as it smeared across my lips. "Lick that cunt clean, that's a good boy." He said ruffling my hair.It was soul destroying and defeated to the better man I opened my mouth and licked at Ruby's cunt cringing at the taste of another man's cum. Her cunt was hot and sticky but I licked it clean sucking at her cunt hole to get the last of it then I sat back to wipe my face. Mike patted me on the head and said, "You got a spare room as I live the other side of town?""Upstairs and second on the right," I said without thinking."Good, good." He said as he patted me on the head like some hound. "Send her up when she wakes will you as I really fancy fucking that tight ass of hers, that's if she can take a big cock up her small ass." Then he walked off leaving me staring at Ruby's cunt, and then I heard our old bed protest with a creak as he got into it. I just shook my head and leaving Ruby I crawled to our room.I woke to the sounds of a scream and sat upright in shock, then I heard a bed creaking and Ruby's voice screaming out "Fuck my ass Mike." I flopped back onto the bed and rolled the pillow over my ears to block out the sound. It was no use as for the next few hours I could hear him fucking her and her begging for him to do it.The next morning I was up late but the house was thankfully silent, I flicked on the TV to watch the sports and it was close to noon when I heard the bed creak and then heavy footsteps, I heard the toilet seat flip up and a long drain of piss. It was Mike I thought, then he came down, he was naked and his cock was swollen swinging heavy between his legs. He ruffled my hair as he reached into my beer fridge to grab a tube and collapsed into the sofa said, "You wife sure has a tight ass, Christ I thought she was going to rip my fucking foreskin off as I rammed into her." I looked down trying to avoid his eyes. "But that cunt of hers is so fucking sweat. Yea she sure has the makings of a good slut."He leaned back with his legs wide open showing off his huge cock with his arms wide across the back, his cock hair was covered in his dried cum and Ruby's juices, I looked away. We sat in silence for almost an hour when I heard the creaking of the bed, then her soft foot falls creaked the floorboards as she headed to the bathroom. Just like Mike her piss seemed to cascade and echo around the house. She must have sat silent on the toilet for a full fifteen minutes before I heard the flush and then the shower started. It was another hour before Ruby came down, she had a bathrobe on and her hair slicked back. She smiled at me but avoided looking at Mike as she walked towards the kitchen.It was a slow walk and she seemed to be limping as called to her. "Over here slut, fetch me a fresh beer." She did not look at Mike but did turn and fetch him a can, as she reached him and offered him the tin he took her by the wrist and pulled her closer between his legs. She tried to look away as he pushed the can aside and pulled at the knot that held her robe closed. She did not try and stop him as he opened her robe to look at her naked body. Mike smiled up at her but she glanced away again. "You won't be needing this any more." He said as he pulled it off her, she did not argue as she passed the tube from one hand to the other so the robe could fall to the floor.Mike leaned back taking the can then with his foot he casually tapped at her legs and Ruby opened them for him. "Show me your cunt slut." He ordered as he cracked the can, Ruby reached between her legs and pulled her smooth cunt open for his inspection. "You cleaned yourself up real nice, but you left your cunt juices on my cock, clean it up bitch."Ruby gave me a furtive glance and got to her knees and started to lick at his cock, soon she had it hard and she was sucking at it for all she was worth. "Enough of that, now fuck yourself."Ruby got to her feet and turned around to face me opening her legs wide as she pulled her cunt open with one hand and then guided his big member towards her cunt with the other. I watched her eyes close as the large head made contact and she screwed her eyes up tight as she lowered herself on to it. Ruby started to bite her bottom lips as she raised and lowered herself onto him working it deeper until she was sat on his lap. Then he pushed her forward so she was leaning over and touching the floor with her hands as he gripped her hips and bounced her onto his cock. Ruby soon started to shake her head and then she cried out "Fuck me Mike." as she came. I looked away as she started to moan in ecstasy calling out to him to fuck her cunt harder, I did not want to see it any more but the wet sound of her slamming down on his cock could still be heard. I heard him move her around so I turned to see her laying back on his chest with her feet on his knees and he was ramming his long thick cock into her cunt. Ruby had her head hard down onto her chest and was breathing hard as she gasped out his name.Mike smiled at me as he reached around her and grabbed both her tits and squeezed them tight making her cry out, only to see him clap his fingers onto her nipples and pull her tits hard upwards, Ruby arched her back as she cried out but still continued to fuck him. Mike then took hold of her knees then and pulled them right up and I could see her gaping cunt as his cock slid out of her. "Shove it up your ass slut." He ordered her.I watched as Ruby grabbed got hold of his cock bending it against her ass and then pushed it in, she gave out a cry as it entered her and then let go of it. Mike wrapped his arms around Ruby pinning her arms in tight closing her legs together and started to fuck her."Tell me you want all my cock in your ass slut." He snapped at her as he slid his cock further in.This was the first time I had seen Ruby refuse him as she shook her head. Mike would not have it so he hugged her tighter into a ball. "Beg me bitch."Ruby had never wanted anal sex and even when I have touched her ring she would jump away.Ruby was silent as Mike hammered half his cock into her ass, her face was screwed up in obvious pain. Then her eyes opened wide as she came turning bright red as she orgasamed, her cum leaked out of her cunt and down over his thrusting cock. She started to shake her head she crying out, "Fuck my ass, I want to feel all of you inside me.""Again," he said."Fuck my ass, please Mike fuck my." She never finished her sentence as she screamed, he rammed his cock into her hard, again and again, she screamed as the fat root of his cock opened her up wider with the pounding of his meat . Her eyes were full of tears as it must have been painful, but her cunt flooded out her cum and I could see it opening and closing spewing out her juices.I looked away not wanting to see that huge cock drilling into my Ruby's ass, thats when Mike told Ruby to tell me to watch her get fucked in the ass by a big fat cock.I tried to blank her out as he gasped the words out. "Look at me John, Look at me with this big cock in my ass John." I slowly turned to see her taking this huge cock deep into her gut. "Look at me John, and look at Mike's big cock ramming into me." I watched Mike whisper things into her ear and she repeated them at me. "Mike has a huge cock John, bigger than yours ever was, he fills me up John and makes me cum like you never could. I love his cock John, you were never man enough to fuck me in the ass, God it's so fucking hard." She was panting and she would screech out the words as she belittled me while she came time and again on Mike's fat rod. Then he grunted as he came pushing his cock deep into Ruby and she cried out as she too climaxed screaming to god and for him to fill his slut with his cum.They both jerked to a stop and Mike released Ruby letting her legs flop over his as she lay there glowing red from head to toe breathing hard with Mike's cock still jammed in her ass.Mike offered Ruby a swig of his beer, Ruby never liked beer but now she gulped it down in eagerly. I watched her drink it down and saw Mikes cock slowly slide from her ass. Mike whispered something to her and Ruby lifted her feet back up onto Mike's knees. I could see her ass was closed tight but bright red and leaking his cum. Ruby curled her finger at me beckoning me over. "Come here little boy and clean me up." I turned away. "Don't turn away from me you useless excuse for a man, get the fuck over here and clean my ass out." I shook my head but she continued. "Come on little boy, come lick Mike's cum from my ass." She continued to coax me belittling me.I finally gave in as I rolled from the chair to crawl over to her. Mikes cock looked huge this close up but I ignored it as I stuck my tongue into Ruby's cunt. "My Ass you fucking simpleton." She shouted at me so I licked lower until I could taste her arid ass and Mike's cum. Slowly I licked at her red ring cleaning up Mike's leaking cum and then slid my tongue deep into the crack of her ass. "Suck that cum out of my ass boy." She demanded, so I puckered my lips and placed them on her hot ring and then stuck my tongue in pushing past her tight sphincter. Ruby then mush have pushed down as Mike's cum flooded my mouth. I wanted to puke at the taste but I stuck it out sucking the cum from her ass, when I was done she patted me on my head and ordered me back to my chair calling me a "Good boy." as I got back up into my seat Ruby got down and sucked and liked Mike's cock clean.That was it, I said to myself as I admitted defeat, Ruby was no longer mine, she now belonged to Mike as I watched her suck at his balls looking up at his smirking face staring at me. I looked away and down defeated.Mike pushed Ruby off him and got up, "Shower time."He headed for the door and then turned, "Come on slut." He ordered and Ruby got up to follow him. "Crawl bitch if you want my cock." She looked down and then slowly lowered herself to her knees and crawled to him. I watched her ass as she crawled after him following him up the stairs.I heard the shower start and after a while I could hear Ruby calling out Mike's name. I spent the next hour crying to myself hearing Mike abuse my wife. The next thing I knew Mike was in the doorway fully dressed with Ruby naked clinging to him. "Look at the poor bastard." He said, "The sad fucker is crying because he never got to see me fuck his dirty slut." I looked down and away from them both feeling almost numb. Mike stepped forward and ruffled my hair. "Don't worry boy," he said "I am only off to the gym and then I'll be back and you can watch me fuck your whore all night." I ducked out from under his hand and watched him leave. I saw Ruby standing at the open front door naked watching him go and after he got into his taxi she headed off up the stairs. I looked at the sofa and there was a clear white stain there from last night's events and I shut my eyes only to see the big shaft hammering into Ruby and the haunting screams of her begging him to fuck her. The sound of the bed creaking from upstairs brought another round of tears and the feeling of loss swept over me.A few hours passed and there was no sign of Ruby as I heard a big truck pull into the drive and the loud laughter of men as doors slammed. In came Mike followed by two men both big and broad shouldered, Mike said "Hi sucker, where's my slut." I looked away as he reached into my fridge and threw two tubes at the guys that followed him in as they took over the sofa."Hay Slut! Get your fucking cunt down here!" he shouted as he took the seat opposite me and I heard the bed creak, then the soft footfalls on the stairs, there was a long pause as she stopped at the base of the stairs, her slim body silhouetted against the side window with her hand at her mouth. "Get your fucking ass in here bitch!" He shouted as he pulled his gym slacks off exposing his huge erection.Ruby swept her hair back then came in and looked at the two new beefy guys sitting on the sofa, they both smiled up at her and the one near me with the blonde long hair grabbed at his crotch as he soaked in her beauty and the guy next to him with a bald head whistled through his teeth as his eyes widened."Get your fucking head on my cock slut." Mike demanded and pointed it at her angrily.Ruby put her hands on his thighs as she lowered herself down opening her mouth taking the large head into her mouth. Ruby did not get a chance to get all the way to her knees as Mike quickly slammed her head down his shaft making her cough and gag. He was not gentle as he grabbed her hair and slammed her up and down on his cock hammering her head onto him. Laughing he said, "she has one dam tight throat, I will get this fucker down there one way or another." I watched him as he grit his teeth and his biceps bulged as he crammed Ruby's head onto his cock. Ruby cried out and gagged beating at his thighs as slowly her head was forced down his cock, I could not see it going in but I could see her gripping his thighs. "Don't fight it slut, swallow my fucking cock." He pushed her head down with heel of his hand and then threw his head back. "Oh God your fucking tight bitch." He shouted.The bald man next to him laughed and I saw the bulge in the other mans pants start to rise as he gripped it tighter.Mike let Ruby's head go and she shot up gasping. "Get your fucking head back down there." Ruby shook her head and bent down to take his cock again. Mike grabbed her head and pulled back down hard leaning forward pushing her down. His chest muscled tensed up as he shouted, "That's it slut swallow my meat." Ruby's arms flapped at his thighs and then he let go leaning back, Ruby shot up clutching at her throat coughing. Mike gave her a few moments to recover then demanded she get back on it. Ruby shook her hair again and pulled her hair over her shoulder flicking it behind her ears as she lowered herself down taking his cock back into her mouth. Mike slumped back to watch her suck on the end of his cock then said "deeper slut," Ruby jabbed her head forward and coughed, "Swallow that cock bitch or do you want me to force feed it you again?" Ruby rocked her head side to side as I watched her head slowly get lower into his lap to see her body jerk a few times as she choked on it, but still she went lower until he patted her on the head, "That's a good slut," he said, "make me cum you bitch." Now with his cock deep in her gullet Ruby started to fuck her face onto his cock. "Aw yea, you dirty slut, swallow that cock," he growled at her as his head rolled back. He must have been horny or Ruby must have done him good as he gripped the arms of the chair and tensed up as he came filling her throat with his cum. Ruby's arms flapped at his unexpected climax but buried her head deep into his lap, as he relaxed she slowly let his cock slip from her mouth and turned towards me. She had a huge grin on her face and her grinning mouth was leaking Mike's cum down her slobber coated chin, she must not have managed to catch it all as right up the side of her nose and over her right eye was one long streak of cum that started to roll down her face. Ruby reached up to wipe it away but Mike stopped her, "Leave it bitch, let everyone see what a cum-slut you are."The bald man laughed, "Your right Mike she is a dirty little cock craving slut.""Aw yea," followed up the blonde guy.Mike gave Ruby a shove, "Stand up slut and show my mates that rotten cunt of yours."Ruby got to her feet and opened her legs to pulled her cunt open for the two guys to inspect, the bald guy was licking his lips and the blonde one was wanking at the huge bulge in his sweat pants; I could even see a stain of pre cum seeping into the grey material."Finger it slut, get it hot for the lads to fuck." Ruby stroked up her body with one hand to cup and squeeze a breast as the other slid between her legs to push three fingers into herself with ease. We all watched her as she frigged herself lifting a leg up to plant it in the crotch of the blonde guy massaging his cock through his gym slacks with her toes, she started to get vocal and moaning as she pushed her fingers in deeper."Tell me what you want slut?" Mike asked her."Cock," she said, "Big, hard, angry, throbbing cock." She moaned."Where do you want it whore?" He asked her."Fuck," she said, "God I want a hot hard cock in me, I want a throbbing cock fucking me hard, I need to feel it fill me up," she got more and more vocal as she groaned as her face and chest started to glow red until with a loud cry she orgasmed covering her hand with her cum and then licked it clean. It must have all been too much for the blonde guy as he too was moaning as the stain in his gym slacks started to spread and foam.Ruby saw what she had made the blonde guy do and played some more with her foot then got down and sucked at the stain in his pants. Not content with just sucking at his cum stain she wrapped her hand around his cock in his slacks and made it stand up and she pushed it into her mouth sucking at his cock through the material. The blonde guy moaned and gasped as she sucked his cock for a long time and he must have been ready to cum as Ruby pulled her head off his cock and he screamed "Bitch!" at her but she ignored him as she tugged at his pants until his cock was free springing up right throbbing it's deep purple head at her. Once free she dived onto it taking it deep into her mouth and this time he shouted at her. "You dirty fucking slut." As his cock started to explode in her mouth, he wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her head hard onto his cock. "You fucking bitch," he cried out as she pulled her head off his cock, but the blonde guy was not letting her go as he grabbed his cock to finish firing his cum into her face.The bald guy was laughing as he pulled his pants down saying "I gota get me some of that hot mouth. Get over here and blow me bitch."Ruby changed places and dived onto the bald guys raging hard-on then sucked it deep into her throat hammering her head into his lap. "Christ, you have a tight throat bitch." He growled as he arched his back to force his cock deep into Ruby's mouth. Ruby pulled off his cock and licked it hard and fast pushing her tongue hard onto it as she gripped his fat meat by the base and cupped both his balls with the other hand. "Fuck me!" he shouted at the top of his voice as his cock exploded against her face covering her with his come. "Christ almighty!" He exclaimed as she dived onto his cock sucking his spewing cum. He was left gasping as he collapsed back down into the sofa. "You fucking dirty slut," he shouted as he slapped her around the head and Ruby smiled at him through her hair that was plastered to half her face with cum. Slowly she opened her mouth and let the contents of his cum drool out of her mouth, over her chin and drip onto her breasts and she rubbed it around both of her nipples then massaged it into her breasts. "You fucking filthy cunt." He said as he pushed her away.Mike was the one laughing now as he said, "get your tight ass up here slut."Ruby must have been really worked up as she almost jumped to her feet and backed onto Mikes cock, she gave out a cry of pain and her cum covered face screwed up as Mike pulled her hard onto him and lifted her legs up. His cock was deep in her ass and he was thrusting hard, Ruby was instantly gasping and crying out "Fuck my ass," as she pulled her knees up higher and I saw her cunt push open as she gushed her juices out as she climaxed.It was the blonde guy got up pulling at his pants saying, "I need get me self some of that dirty cunt."He stepped astride Mike's legs and aimed his cock at Ruby's cunt and then in one hard thrust of his hips he sunk his cock deep into her. Ruby screamed as he rammed it home. "Take that you fuck whore," he shouted at her as she screamed. Two large fat cocks hammered into Ruby as she screamed but I saw her arms reach out and pull the blonde guy's ass deep into her.The bald guy looked at me then and said, "You have one dirty slut for a wife," as he got up stepping out of his slacks and gripping his cock he pulled Ruby's head from under Blondie and shoved it into her mouth. Ruby moaned around the cock in her mouth as the other two men fucked her hard and every time she opened her mouth to cry out her orgasm the bald guy would ram his cock deep down her throat.The blonde guy was the first to shout he was cumming as he pulled out and stepped back to shoot his cum over Ruby. Then he stepped away then I could see he had shot a heavy load over her as it covered her left breast and her gut and was running down over her cunt. Then the bald guy pulled out of her mouth holding his large cock in his hand and he wanked his cum over her face and tits then shoved it back into her eager mouth as she sucked him dry. Only to see Mike reach down and pull his cock from her ass and holding it tight against her wet cunt fucking his cumming cock up her cunt, I could see his balls jump in their sack as he shot his cum high to land on her gut and then another as he cried out, shot after shot spurted from his large cock covering her cunt with his with cum.Ruby was gasping for breath as she let her legs fall and reaching down she rubbed his dripping cock head into her cunt smiling like a Cheshire cat.Finally Mike pushed Ruby off him and she slid to the floor only to take his limp cock into her mouth, Mike took several long swigs from his tube and crushed it as it emptied, "Get me another bitch." He ordered Ruby.Ruby got up and fetched all the lads another drink and then there was knock at the door. No one moved at first but Mike gave in pulling his gym slacks on."What you want?" He demanded of the person at the door."It's about all that noise last night." The voice sounded, I am sure it was moaning fucker Mr Doyle from next door by the sound of it."Is Ruby in or John? Can I speak with them?" Mr Doyle asked.Mr Doyle was always a moaner and any excuse he would be at someone's door complaining."Yea they are in, but last night has fuck all to do with you." Mike said."There is no need to be rude, who are you anyway?" Mr Doyle enquired."I'll be as fucking rude as I like, now fuck off." Said Mike and I could see the smile on his face."I demand an apology, or I will, I will ring the police." Said Mr Doyle angrily."Come here," I saw Mike reach out the door and pulled Mr. Doyle into the house. "I will get you a personal apology from Ruby, if you likes?" Mr. Doyle looked flustered as Mike just pulled him in and pushed him into the room by the scruff of the neck. His mouth dropped open and his eyes almost popped out of his head at the sight of the two big guys sat naked on the sofa and Ruby on the floor looking up at him her face dripping cum naked trying to hide her breasts with a pair of gym slacks.Mr. Doyle the avid church goer as we all knew him, I had seen him many a time looking at Ruby when we left the house where he would pretend to prune his flowers with invisible cutters or hide behind bushes hoping we would not see him, seemed totally lost for words as Mike said to Ruby "He wants an apology for all the noise you were making last night, so you can suck his cock dry to say sorry."Ruby looked down now the reality of what she had been doing and how she must now look to her neighbour. "Suck his dam cock bitch!" Mike shouted at her. Ruby jumped and sated to pull at Mr Doyle's pants. Mr Doyle made a half-hearted attempt to stop her or it looked like it; as Ruby managed to pull his pants out of his clutching fingers to reveal his hard cock. To my surprise it was not that long but it was fat with a big mushroom head to it and Ruby did not give him time to react as she buried it into her mouth. Mr. Doyle's eyes bulged and his jaw, if possible dropped further open as he gasped looking down at Ruby's blonde head and lips bobbing on his cock. "OH MY GOD!" He strained out as his cock exploded his cum.Mike slapped him on the back and said, "Was that a good enough apology?"Mr. Doyle did not say a word just gasped for air, so Mike said, "Suck him again."Ruby put her lips to the head of his cock and looked up at Mr Doyle smiling as she licked the mushroom head. "No, no," He stammered but made no attempt to stop her. "Lord help me," he moaned as Ruby took his whole length into her mouth and worked hard on his cock bouncing up and down his shaft. It took longer this time but Mr Doyle could not hold back too long and making Ruby choke he thrust his hips forward as he shot his load into her mouth. Ruby sucked him dry then smiling she looked up at Mr Doyle and opened her mouth to show him that she had caught all of his seed and then she swallowed it grinning up at him as she licked at his softening cock."Will that do you?" Mike asked, "or you want me to have her suck it again?"Mr. Doyle seemed to be in a state of shock and was almost stuck for words as he stammered out, "No, no, that's f-fine."With his pants still around his ankles Mike yanked Mr. Doyle back with a start and then threw him out the door, "Now fuck off you perverted fucker." A woman was walking past pushing a pram and she screamed at the sight of the half-naked Mr. Doyle and ran off, Mr. Doyle stumbled down the path trying to pull his pants up and wave at the woman. We all laughed at the sight of him tripping over as he reached the end of the drive. That's when I noticed Ruby had leaned over me and her breast was right next to my face radiating heat, her nipple was hard and it smelled of sex. Ruby saw me looking and pushed it into my mouth; it was hard and rubbery as I suck on it.Mike saw what I was doing and laughed and pushed her down and pointed his cock at her. His cock was right under my nose as Ruby put her mouth around it and started to suck it in, I watched as her lips slid down the long length until her nose pushed into his pubes and then she gave a gargled scream as the blonde guy got up behind her and pushed his cock into her ass. My chair rocked as Mick fucked Ruby's face and the blonde guy fucked her ass then the blonde guy would switch from her ass to her cunt and soon Ruby was moaning around Mike's cock as I felt her whole body shaking as she came time and again. Mick started to moan and pulled Ruby's head back and right in front of my eyes his large cock head shot a long string of cum into her face and Ruby opened her mouth wide to catch more shots of his cum. When Mike had finished cumming Ruby turn to me and kissed me passionately, her lips were soft and swollen and tasted salty, then she pushed her tongue into my mouth along with Mike's cum. At first I wanted to gag but she kept pushing more and more of his cum into my mouth spreading it all around my lips so the kiss was a sloppy mess and her tongue licked from my face and then delved deep to collect it all back into her mouth to swallow it. Her kiss was lustful and wild as he attacked me with her tongue and her hand wandered to my cock and started to knead it through my pants. I kissed her back as hard as she kissed me feeling as horny as hell at my slut of a wife's antics.She came three times as the blond guy fucked her moaning deep into my mouth then he shot his cum deep inside her almost knocking the chair over with his thrust. When he was finished and pulled out Ruby wiped his cum from her ass and pushed her fingers into my mouth and I could taste his cum and the staleness of her ass juices. Then she kissed me licking at the cum she had pushed into my mouth. I was high on her passion and lusting after her as she scooped up even more and fed it to me followed by a deep tonguing kiss.It was the bald guy that broke our kissing as he turned Ruby around so she was on my lap and he lifted her legs and I watched as he jammed his long thick hard cock into her cunt, Ruby shot her head back striking me on the side of the face as she cried out. Then the chair was rocking as he hammered into her and I found myself holding Ruby's legs open so he fuck my wife harder. He looked like he was in agony as his face screwed up while he fucked her harder, Ruby started to beg him to fuck her cunt and punish her bad pussy and would cry out each time she came thrashing around on my lap.I watched the sweat start to bead on his bald head and his muscles start to tense up as he gave a load moan and gave Ruby his last thrust as he came deep inside her and she gasped her climax. Then he slapped her tits as he pulled out to sit back and Ruby jumped up with a cry of pain driving her ass hard onto my cock. She was the one that noticed not me as she put both her feet on the bald guys chest and pushed him away as she flipped over and almost ripped my pants off to get at my cock.There it was and she stared at it all gnarled and twisted but hard and pointing up at her. He was not big in any shape or form but she sank her head into my lap and like a bolt of lightning the heat of her mouth enveloping my cock made me jump and her tongue as it seemed to wrap and snake all around my cock made me quiver with pleasure. It was almost painful and I cried out loud as I shot my cum into her mouth, Ruby had never swallowed my cum but now I could feel her sucking at my cock and swallowing every ounce and there was a lot of pent-up cum in those balls as I came. As I finished Ruby licked and sucked my cock softly then gently kissed it every time it throbbed, when it had shrunk again she started to suck it harder trying to blow more like in to it and I felt the old trooper start to respond.Ruby had the biggest smile that lit up her face as she looked up at me still covered in cum then winked. I beamed my own smile back at her as she stood up and leaned down to kiss me. I could taste my own cum on her lips, but this kiss did not have that heated passion or crudeness it was soft and tender the kind of kiss that Ruby would usually give me and as I opened my eyes as she pulled away she had tears in her eyes. "I need to confess," she said as she looked down fumbling her fingers together as she fell silent. I looked up at her questions written all over my face."This," she said "is not what it seems, Mike is not really an accountant," well I had already guessed that, but I nodded my head, "he is a Doctor, well a psychotherapist based in sexual disorders."I was a bit set back so I looked to the side past Ruby at Mike, he had a big smile on his face as he waved at me. It seemed a bit surreal so I moved back from this large naked guy grinning at me and looked up at Ruby.Ruby squatted down and cupped my face "I love you John, I love you with all my heart and I could see the frustration on your face when making love was not what it used to be and you seemed to collapse into yourself as you could not perform. It was horrible to see so I found these guys who work with ex-soldiers. They told me it would not be easy and I did not realise how hard it was going to be, I am knackered and almost gave up." Reaching down she wrapped her hand around my hard cock and gave it a squeeze as she moved closer looking me in the eye. "But seeing this thing has made it all worth it. I love you John heart and soul."Confused was not the word for it but my heart was pounding in my chest at her words as I loved Ruby with all my heart and I honestly thought I had lost her, I grabbed Ruby by the face and said "I love you too Baby," as I pulled her in for a kiss.We kissed for a long time and it was Mike's polite cough that brought us down to earth, "Ok guys it looks like we are done here so it's back to the office to write up the reports."I watched the guys get dressed and Ruby got up to hug Mike and kissed him, not full on the lips but one kiss to each cheek. "Thank you." She said."No problem," he said as he smiled down at her. "I will send you the reports with the bill later this week."He shook my hand as he was about to leave and my mind was spinning with questions so I had to ask, "Was the young lad anything to do with you guys?"Mike laughed with that beaming bright smile of his, "he is one of our research guys, so don't worry, he is a bit shy, but I am sure he will get over it, and just to let the cat out of the bag he was to fuck your wife senseless that night but I guess your wife was just too hot for him."We both laughed then I asked, "What, what about Mr Doyle?" "Him," Mike's smiled softened, "He is a pain in the ass for everyone around here I would guess, but I would not worry about him now, I think he will be sufficiently embarrassed not to bother you again." The Blonde guy took my hand and shook it hard, "You have one good looking wife there; it has been a pleasure working with her.""Thanks, I think..." I said.The bald guy took my hand and grinned at me, "Your lucky mate, I usually get to fuck the patient and you have a nice ass."I was a bit taken aback but took his hand as I said, "err thanks, I think?"The two guys left and as Mike was about to follow but Ruby pulled him in for a hug, "Thanks again, you don't know what this means to me.""Oh, I think I have an idea as you are a very sexy lady, now don't waste time with us you have a hard cock to deal with." He kissed her on the cheek and I watched the look on Ruby's face change as she closed the door, she paused for a moment with her hand still on the door silhouetted against the side window. She had a gorgeous slim curvy figure I thought to myself and how lucky a guy I was.Totally by shock Ruby jumped up squealing shaking her hands then ran to me and kissed me hard on the lips. "Do me a favour," she asked as she turned her back to me and got to her knees lowering her head to the floor she pushed her ass at me and then reaching back pulled her ass cheeks open, "Fuck me in the ass hard, as I found I just love the feeling of a hot hard cock being rammed in my ass."I looked down at Ruby, her ring was red and still leaking cum from her last ass fuck, and her cunt was glowing red and swollen all puffed out at me leaking cum as she wiggled her ass. How could I resist as I pushed off my chair and pointed my gnarled stump at her ass, "Oh Christ," I moaned feeling her ring slide down my cock as I sunk him into the heat of her ass."Fuck my ass John, please fuck my ass." Ruby begged me, what could I do? So I gripped her hips tight and slammed into her hard and fast and watched as Ruby gripped the hearth mat then started to call out my name as she came begging me to fuck her ass harder and to spank his dirty slut of a wife.She came twice on my cock and sucked the gnarled old man until he was hard again. We had a lot of catching up to do and boy did we make up for it, I don't think we slept much that week and my old man was sore as hell but Ruby would not let him rest, possibly in fear that he would not stand up again, I would wake to feel her mouth around him and I would fall asleep at the end of the day with her mouth around him. Sex has never been better even Ruby admitted late one night as she sucked on my cock ensuring my balls were truly empty for the day.Just over a week later the report arrived, it was heavy in detail on the times that Ruby had been serviced and in which hole they had stuck their cocks, 16 pages in total with the last being the bill. It was a hefty bill of over 18K, what a hard job these guys must have I thought. They get to fuck and abuse some guy's wife also they get highly paid for it! I had to laugh to myself, but still the cure was worth every bit of it.Mike would often call around and we cracked it off as mates, he never once looked at Ruby or acted inappropriate around her, he was a perfect gent and truth be told he is going to be my best man when I have my marriage blessed again.Ruby now wants us to try for a baby and I am all for it, while Mike has asked me to join his team at the office to help interview prospective clients, to write up his reports and do his research. There is twelve of them in the team and I found out that they had argued about who was going to be the ones that got to fuck my wife and there is not one of them with a cock under a foot long apart from the research guy who after my experience decided he could not handle the job so had left.It was a hard emotional journey but with the love of a good woman I made it out the other side, like I said Ruby has a big heart and I owe my new life to her. But there are a lot of good men out there with similar problems and I happy to now be part of this team. So if you're a woman out there who has problems with her husband's performance do give us a call I am more than sure we can help.END |
cuckolding.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/39/cuckolding.txt | Chapter OneI read story after story about cuckolding, and can't get over it. What is the matter with these guys? Their wives are using them just to gain sexual satisfaction and they for some reason can't see it. They think the wives are doing it for them. What a crock of shit.I'm writing this story from a little apartment where I now live by myself. I am mainly writing this story to warn husbands about cuckolding and being a wimp.My story begins many years ago when I first met Mary. We were both young back then and began dating. We had so much fun together. As far as I know she was a virgin before meeting me. I on the other hand had a couple of sexual experiences. After dating for over a year she became pregnant. We really loved each other and got married and had a good sex life. In our younger days we couldn't get enough of each other. We tried just about every sexual position that we could think up.Some we liked, some we didn't much care for. We watched porno tapes together and it really turned us on. We had a lot of close friends but we would never swing or cheat on one another. About the closest we every got was, after some of the parties, we would make love in one room while our friends did it in another. I never watched my friends fuck their wives. Not that I didn't want to but if I watched them then they would probably want to watch Mary and me, and I really didn't want that. I never liked the payback idea. As far as I know they might have watched us but I really didn't want them telling me they saw my wife's personal parts; it's just not my bag. At some of the parties when we got a little drunk I know I grabbed a few asses and boobs, especially in the pools. I'm sure that Mary was felt up a few times too but never mentioned it to me, knowing I wouldn't like it. If things ever went too far with Mary I know she would take care of the situation. She was a strong woman.She was and still is a good looking woman. I love for guys to admire her but I don't want their hands or any other part of their body touching her. She was my woman and I was her man and almost everyone envied our life.Three kids later she was still looking good. Now we had four rug rats, 2 boys and 2 girls. We had a great family life, we did a lot of family outings and were close. We were pretty outgoing and still enjoyed our life with and without the kids. At the writing of this story two of our kids were out of the house and on their own. Another was still in college and staying on campus. The youngest was a girl who was a senior in high school who lived at home but was always on the run.After the kids were born our sex life changed dramatically. It shouldn't be a surprise to anyone with kids. They take up a lot of your time, for a woman most of it. Mary was a really good mother and did all the events. Cub Scouts, Boy Scouts, Girl scouts, Band Parent, football mother, she was really involved in the kids lives. I was pretty involved too, but not quite as much as Mary was. So I guess you can see why our love life decreased a lot. We still made love but not with as much intensity. We usually kissed a little, had some foreplay and we fucked and usually both came. Nothing really special, but it was still good. Every once in awhile after a special occasion we might get a little more active but nothing out of the ordinary.After awhile we had fewer parent duties and started to get back into more loving. After being married more then 25 yrs there weren't a lot of new things to try. Also when you start to get older, you get pains. Nothing like a 'Charlie horse' in the middle of an orgasm. I still enjoyed our sex no matter how mundane it was.We started to relive some of our old fantasies. Remember they are fantasies but we all have them. I remember after a party how I told her every man there wanted to get their hands on her ass. She asked, "Really?"I said, "Of course. I knew they wanted to get in your pants. I could hear them talking about you until I went up to them, then they would clam up and change the subject."This was standard guy talk. We all do it. We say "Man, I'd like to stick it to her" or "I bet she would be a hell of a fuck." Do we mean it? Sure, of course we do, but we don't do it because we know the consequences of the action. For a 5 minute fuck we would ruin the rest of our lives. If our wives found out, we would be in divorce court. What man wouldn't want to have a strange piece of ass now and then? But are you willing to pay the consequences? That's the big question.I'm sure women talk similarly. I know I hear them say "He could park his shoes under my bed anytime". I believe they mean it too. Why not; it's just a fantasy. Men don't own fantasy land. I am a guy but I know they must get hot under the panties also. But again, are they willing to pay the consequences? I believe that's why there are so many divorces. Too many take the chance. The men think with their dick and the women with their pussies. It might sound vulgar but that's what I believe. Everyone is tempted in the real world; it's how you deal with that temptation that counts.Back to our love making, Mary looked at me and I asked, "Does that make you hot knowing other men want you?" It's funny how people seem to tell the truth when their defenses are down. She said, "God, it's going to make me cum."And cum she did. When she came, it made me hotter too and I gave her a hell of a load. Damn, it was good.During our lovemaking we talked more and more about fantasies. Fantasies are good, as long as you don't live them out; then they become problems. Our fantasies included group sex, black men, black women, wild parties, getting stoned, anything and everything. They were fantasies and they made us hot. It was like saying you wanted to fuck every good looking female movie star, and she could fuck every male movie star of her dreams. It was fantasies and made us hot. I didn't want her fucking any movie star any more than the man in the moon. But it made us want each other more.For me, it made me the man, the macho man. I decided in my fantasy who fucked who. I was the master and she was my slave. Who wouldn't like to have total control of their women? But again this is a fantasy. In real life, I wanted a loving caring wife whom I could share all my thoughts, likes and dislikes with. I wanted her to be my best friend. My totally trusted friend who was mine and mine alone. After all she was also the mother of my children and I know they wouldn't want to share her with anyone either.We didn't talk much about our love and fantasy life unless we were in the throes of passion. I did tell her that our fantasies were just that and that I really loved the caring loving wife. She often smiled at me and kissed me.My 50th birthday was coming up. I knew she was planning something special. After all these years I could see she was acting differently. I wanted to make sure everything was alright so I asked her, "What gives?" She said, "You know I wanted to surprise you for your birthday." I said, "You can still surprise me by not telling me what it is. I just wanted to make sure you are alright, seeing you were acting funny." She said, "I'm fine. When you get home Friday night I'll have a surprise waiting for you. Marie (our youngest daughter) will be spending the night at a friend's house. So please don't come home till after your bowling game, at around 9:00pm.Man, was I happy. I knew sex was on the way. I could just about cream my jeans thinking about it. Damn, I love that woman. Only three days to wait. She even told me no lovemaking till after her surprise. The way my cock felt it was hard not to masturbate but I wanted the whole effect she was promising me. On Thursday after I got off work she was in the shower. She then dressed up really nice, actually pretty sexy. I asked her was my surprise coming a day early.She said, "No, I'm going out with June for a couple of hours. Don't wait up for me." I said, "What?" She said, "Dan, you do trust me, don't you?Of course I said I did, I really did trust her.A little about June: She is one of Mary's best friends. She is a pretty sexy women who had been recently divorced. She had an affair and was caught by her husband. She came home one night and her husband (Roger) could see all the evidence of the affair. He never found out who the guy was, so when she wouldn't give the guy's name, Roger walked out on June. She really deserved it. We used to go out with June and Roger often. They were a nice couple. They had two grown up kids also, about the age of ours. We had some really good times together. We were surprised after hearing about the divorce.Roger was a pretty stand up guy. I talked to him a few times after the affair. He said he still loved her but after cheating on him he just couldn't stay with her any longer. He said she had remorse and regrets but he didn't know if it was because of the cheating or because she got caught. That is always the question, you never seem to know the real answer. June started to date a little after the divorce. I never knew much about her life even though she talked to Mary pretty often. I just hoped she didn't lead Mary astray. I figured if Mary wanted to tell me anything about June's life that she would trust me with the facts. So I figured nothing was really happening. Anyway tomorrow was going to be my special day, I couldn't wait. I went to bed and don't even know when Mary got home.After work on Friday I went straight over to the bowling alley. All I could think about all day was my surprise. I was ready. Too ready. I bowled about as bad as I ever had. Our team lost all 4 points due to my lousy bowling. The guys looked at me and asked if everything was alright? I laughed and told them that my wife had a surprise waiting for me when I got home. They all knew Mary and I knew they would love to get in her pants, but like I said the consequences should always be thought about first. They knew if they messed with Mary I would shoot their sorry asses. So of course they all looked at me and said, "You are one lucky bastard." I felt like the King of the World. It was already 8:30. I couldn't wait any longer, even if she did say 9:00. When I got home the lights were dimmed, the living room was dark except for a little lamp on a side table. The only other light I could see was as I went upstairs to where our bedroom was. Although the door was closed, the light shone from underneath the door.I couldn't believe it. The time had come as I slowly opened the bedroom door. I suddenly just froze in my tracks, I mean really froze for maybe 10 seconds. On the bed was my beautiful wife Mary totally naked. Between her legs was a big white guy with his cock buried deep in her pussy. On her chest sat a black guy with his cock in her mouth. Then out of the mouth of the white guy came the words, "Hey, you cuckold wimp of a husband, come on over and watch us use the little wife."Then all of a sudden I just sprang loose. I jumped right into the white guy and knock him right out of my wife and onto the floor. I started beating him as hard as I could. I was a crazed man. I hit and hit this guy till he was a bloody mess on the floor, maybe even unconscious. Then I turned to the black guy and reached for him as he pulled his cock out of my wife's mouth grabbed his pants and headed for the door. I yelled at Mary to call 911 now!All this action took place in seconds. I reached in the night stand and grabbed my 22 pistol and went after the black dude. I told him, "Stop, you black son of a bitch or I'll shoot your ass". He was headed down the stairs going for the door when I shot his sorry ass, yes, right in the ass. He made it to the door and fell onto the porch. I grabbed his legs and pulled him back into the living room. I wanted him inside my house when the cops came. I pistol whipped him a couple of times until he started screaming, "Please don't kill me, please don't kill me, she asked for it." I let him have it one more time when two cop cars pulled up..I couldn't believe how quick they got there. I never heard of them being that quick. The cops ran up to my door and told me to drop the gun. I said, "They raped my wife. They raped my wife," as I was half crying. They said, "You have to drop the gun. We'll take it from here." I began to come back toward normal. I was able to think again. I dropped the gun as the cops put cuffs on me which they said were for safety reasons and would take them off when we were done.The one cop asked, "Okay, what happened here? I began to tell them that I came home and found the two men raping my wife. One officer came out of the room with my wife, who was a total mess but had put on a robe. She came running to me crying really hard. The officer that was with her said, "Send for an ambulance quick. There is another guy unconscious up in the bedroom. He is a white guy."My wife was holding me and crying. The cop looked at the black dude when he said, "She asked us here."I went over and kicked the dude in the stomach although the cops pulled me off him. He repeated what he said and added, "That white chick invited us here yesterday. She said it was a surprise for her husband."I instantly became sick. I threw up everything I ate for the last couple of days. The officer went in the bathroom and got a towel to wipe my face.Chapter TwoThe lead officer had another officer to take my wife into the other room and talk with her. They said they would take me down to the station and talk with me there. The ambulance had arrived and the two guys were to be taken to the hospital under armed guards till this could be figured out.I couldnt believe it. My wife was raped and I was arrested. I gave my story to the police, the truth and nothing but the truth as to what Id seen and done, specifically, that I had come home for my birthday surprise and found my wife being raped. I took quick action like hopefully any husband would do. I beat the shit out of one of the bastards and then went after the other. I reached in our night stand where I kept a .22 revolver, grabbed it and ran out after the black son of a bitch. I aimed for his ass. Even though I wanted to kill his sorry ass I thought Id just aim to maim. I told them after I grabbed for my pistol I told my wife to call 911.My wife gave her statement to the police though I didnt know at the time what she said, the black dude gave his statement, and then after regaining consciousness the white dude gave his. I was then arrested for assault and battery with intent to kill, as well as for attempted murder. I couldnt believe it.They told me at the station that my wife was not raped and had indeed invited the men over for the sexual cuckolding of me. I couldnt believe it, I just couldnt believe it. Why would she do such a stupid thing? I was told that I would get a lawyer first thing in the morning and maybe could see a judge about posting bond. I was almost glad to be in jail that night. I didnt want to see her, I needed time to figure out what had happened.The next morning I was talking to the lawyer. He said he believed me but just didnt know how it would go for me. I did do some of the things that I was accused of but I really believed my wife was being raped. He did get a judge to let me post bond. It was $100,000 of which I had to post 10%. I had to cash in my savings to get that kind of money but my lawyer took care of it for me.. The lawyer said my wife wanted to see me. I told him no, that I couldn't see or talk to her right now so they sent her home.After posting bond I had to find a place to stay until the trial. It would be at least 2 months. I would not go home, I didnt want to see the Mary or the kids either. I didnt know what to say to the people closest to me. My life just crumbled in front of me. For some reason I called Roger, Junes ex-husband. I told him my situation and told him I needed a place to stay till I could find a place of my own. He let me stay with him. He really was a nice guy until June fucked over him, then he became angry just like me.I called work and took my whole four weeks of vacation so I could get myself in order and think straight. I wasnt ready to face the people at work either. After a few days Mary found out where I was staying after Roger got a call from June. She told him Mary was looking for me. He asked her what part she had in this and of course she said nothing. He then asked her if she was out with Mary the night before.She went quiet and asked, "Do you know where Dan is?" He said, "Answer my damn question, June. Were you out with Mary on Thursday night?She said, "Yes, we went out. Roger said, "And?" Then June said, "We were going to find a date for Mary for Friday to cuckold Dan with. It was a birthday present for him. It was his fantasy."Roger said, "I dont believe this shit about Dan. Hes no wimp. So what happened next?"She said, "Roger, I shouldnt be telling you this..."Roger broke in and said, "You owe me. You took our love and crushed it, now Mary is doing the same to Dan." She said, "Mary said its what Dan wanted." "Thats bull shit and you know it," Roger said. "No man wants his wife to cuckold him. He's not much of a man if he does and she isnt much of a wife if she does it to him. Then what happen Thursday, June?" She said, "Mary needed to find someone to help her. I took her to a couple of places that I go for friendship."Roger jumped in and asked, "You mean to find a fuck, dont you? She said, "Roger, we arent married anymore. What I do is my business." He said, "I know but I do have feelings for you and worry about you even though were divorced. We did have some good years together till I just wasnt enough for you." She never spoke.Then he said, "Go on, what happened next? "I introduced her to a friend of mine name Ralph. He was sitting with a black guy named Jim. We all sat in a booth and started talking. Mary said what she was looking for was a way to surprise her husband on his birthday. The guys just started laughing. They said they heard of guys like that but hadnt ever met any." Ralph said, "Hopefully there arent that many like that out there. What a sorry excuse for a man. What did you do then, fuck these guys? "Stop it!" June said. "We didnt fuck them." Ralph said, "The way you said that you two did something with them. What did you do, June?" "They said if they were going to do Mary this favor on Friday that they needed a little taste to close the deal. So we went over to Ralphs apartment and they felt Mary up. They were getting her hot and ready. They fingered her and sucked on her tits.""What were you doing, June, during this time?" "I was watching and getting hot. Its a turn on to watch sex going on in front of me. Then they pulled their cocks out. It was the first time either Mary or I had seen a black one. It wasnt at all like you hear about. It was about the same size as Ralph's but really black. They looked at Mary and said she had to taste them now if she wanted them tomorrow night. She was hot. She would have fucked them if they would have asked.""Ralph was teasing Mary with his dick, putting it up by her mouth. Then she opened it up and he started fucking her mouth. Jim looked over at me and asked, 'Ever suck a black one?' I was horny now myself and shook my head no and he approached me. I asked, 'What about Mary?'" "He said, 'She can taste it tomorrow.'" "I slowly opened my mouth and started sucking it. Im sorry, Roger, Im sorry I did it. I was just in need of the sex." Roger said, "Yep! And thats why we are divorced today. What happened next?" "They came and then after pulling out, they laughed. Then they made their appointment with Mary for Friday. They asked if I was going to be there and I told them 'no, this was Marys party for Dan.'"Roger did say that I was staying with him till I found a place of my own and that I didnt want Mary calling there. He said a few more personal things to June before hanging up.I was sitting there all this time listening to Ralph talk to June. After he hung up he told me the story June told him. I was becoming sick again. I was able to hold it down this time. Shortly after Junes call the phone rang again. It was Mary. She was crying and said she needed to talk to me.I told Ralph to tell her to talk to my lawyer and if it was about sex to call Ralph and Jim and then told him to hang up.Ralph said, "She was crying."I said, "They always cry when doing something wrong and getting caught."Ralph said, "You got that right."A few days later I found an apartment in the same building as Ralph. It was small but it was furnished. I did have a bed to sleep on. I called my lawyer and told him I needed some of my personal things from the house but I didnt want to go when Mary was there. He set up an appointment for me to go and went along with me. I shook when I first entered my bedroom. This was the room that changed my life. There was no bedding on the bed like no one was sleeping in there. I got out a couple of suitcases and put my personal belongings into it. I didnt want anything else. I looked into the guest room and saw where Mary must be sleeping because all her toiletries were in there. I had to leave. You just dont know the feeling you get when looking at the so-called crime scene. As my lawyer walked out the door, my daughter Marie came running up to me from down the street yelling, "Daddy! Daddy!"The tears just sprung from my eyes. She was my little girl and I missed her. She said, "Daddy, what happened?" I replied, "Sweetheart, I cant say anything to you right now. If you have any questions, you have to ask your mother." She said, "But, daddy, whenever we go to talk to her she said she made a really big mistake and starts crying. What did she do, dad, what did she do?"I just shook my head."God, dad, we want you home so bad. Please come home. Please!" I said, "Sweetheart, I cant do that right now. I know you have some idea about me fighting with some other guys. Youre really smart and I know you know. I have to hope that I dont go to jail for what I did. This is my lawyer, Bob, and we are doing everything we can to end this nightmare."We hugged and we cried and then I gave her my new cell phone number in case she needed to talk. I asked her not to give the number to her mom. If she got in an argument with her mom about the number, then she could give it to her. They both had a lot of problems to deal with without arguing with each other. I told her to take care of her mom. She probably needed support right now. Then I turned around and left.A couple of days later my lawyer called. He said Mary needed to talk to me.I told him, "I havent seen or talked to her for three weeks since this happened."He said, "We have to talk to her and get her complete side of the story before the trial. Yes, it looks like you are going to trial. She is the prosecutor's lead witness. Even though she doesnt want to testify, they are forcing her too. We need to know for sure her side of the story."I told him, "I thought a wife couldnt be forced to testify against her husband?" He said, "Thats true in some cases. Thats why we need to know what she has to say! Maybe she wont have to testify."I told him, "I will meet with her, but only in your presence and in your office."He thought that would be wise. The next day I went to his office and there sat Mary. She was crying before I even entered the room. Seeing her cry brought tears to my eyes but all I had to do is remember what she did to our marriage. She wanted to get up and hug me but I just backed away.The lawyer took us into a meeting room with a large rectangular table and chairs all around it. We sat at one end of the table with me on one side, Mary on the other and my lawyer at the end. The first thing that the lawyer said is that Mary is entitled to counsel for this meeting.She said she didnt want counsel, she just wanted to tell her side to me. My lawyer had her sign a waver so no one could say she wasnt offered counsel.My lawyer then mentioned that this meeting will be taped.Mary said, "You mean this is going on pubic record?""No," the lawyer said, "our private records. I need it for the Judge to hear to see if you can get out of testifying against your husband."Mary screamed out, "I dont want to testify against him,. God, I love him."Mary began her talk, saying, "Sex between Dan and I have been great. We have fantasies that make them even better. I love this man with all my heart and soul." I butted in then, "Why in the hell..."My lawyer jumped in and said, "Dan, you have to be quiet and listen. This is her deposition and we need it. Please try not to interfere with it. I know its going to be hard on you but your speaking up can only hurt you."I looked at Mary and said, "No more than it already has. Ill do my best to keep quiet."Mary continued, "I love this man. I just thought I might improve our sex lives even more. (Dan was really looking mad.) He kept telling me in his fantasies how all these men wanted to have me, and we were both really getting turned on by it. Ive had fantasies too. Dan was the only man I have ever had. So during our fantasies I often wondered how it might feel like with some of the other men Dan talked about. I thought Dan would really get turned on by watching me have sex with another guy since he did in the fantasy. It would only be sex, I could never love anyone else, never.""I talked with June and she said she has had a few lovers. She said she wished her ex-husband Roger would be as understanding as my Dan. So I kept getting the feeling that this would be good for us. I started trying to figure out when we could do it. Then I remembered Dans 50th birthday. I dont know now what I was thinking. But I decided to have a three way with Dan; that was one of our fantasies. Then I asked June for help in finding someone.""We set up Thursday to go hunting for Dans present. After we went to a few bars we came to the one with Ralph and Jim in it.""June said, 'I think we hit pay dirt. Ralph over there has a nice cock and knows how to use it.' I think by that time I was thinking more about what I would get out of this than for Dan." She looked over at Dan and said, "Sorry, Dan, Im so sorry," as tears filled her eyes."We went up and started talking to Ralph and he introduced Jim. We asked Ralph if we could talk to him in private. He said he kept no secrets from Jim and they both laughed. Then he said, 'Come on over to the booth and the four of us can talk.' The man did have a way with words.""When we got to the table, my," and she hesitated, then looked at Dan and said, "vagina was already wet thinking about the chance of having sex with somebody different. I proceeded to explain the situation to Ralph about Dans fantasy not realizing it was really mine. Damn, what a stupid, stupid woman I am." Dan just looked down and shook his head.Mary continued, "Ralph looked up and asked, 'Do you have black men in these fantasies?' I didnt realize at the time but he was asking me about my fantasies."I said, "Yes.""He then asked, 'How about more than one guy fantasies?'""I said, 'Yes,' again.""Then he looked at Jim and asked, 'How about both of us? That should really please your husband.'""I just said, 'That would be great.' I almost came just thinking about it. Why did I think Dan wanted this? I know now I was thinking about me, not Dan.""Ralph said that they would do it if they could have a little preview. I looked at them and said not today, tomorrow.""Ralph looked at me and said, "Honey, we want to see the goods tonight. We promise we wont fuck you. We promise, but if you dont show us the goods today we dont know if you will go through with it tomorrow.""Like an idiot, I said, 'Okay, as long as you promise not to fuck me.' How naive could I be? My pussy was talking, not my brain.""June was even getting turned on by the conversation. Who wouldnt? It was wild sex talk. We went over to Ralphs apartment. As soon as we got in the door, we sat on the couch and June on the chair. God, Dan, this part is so hard to say to you but I know I have to tell you everything. With one guy on either side of me they started in. Damn, they were feeling up my boobs, then they unzipped my dress and undid my bra. Damn I was hot. Then Ralph put his hand under my dress and started rubbing my mound. I couldnt help it. All these fantasies were coming to life. Ralph put his fingers in me and I came almost immediately.""Then they both pulled out their cocks and that was the first time since making love to Dan that I was that close to another man's cock. Then I looked over and saw a black cock for the first time ever. When Ralph held his up to may face, I sucked him. Oh, God, I sucked another man, not my husband.""Jim told me I could suck him on Friday that June looked like she needed attention. She grabbed his black cock and started sucking it.""Mary was sitting there a nervous wreck. She was shaking. I didnt know if she was remembering how it felt or because she had done it. Damn her, damn her!"My lawyer saw how upset she had become, stopped the recorder and asked her if she wanted a glass of water. She said, "please," and held the glass with both hands. She stared away from me, not wanting to look at me. I had to get out of there for a minute.I told Bob, my lawyer, that I had to use the rest room. Mary looked up, saw me leave and started to get up.Bob said, "Sit down, Mary, hell be right back. He needed a break too."I went in the rest room to wash my face and to calm down. I was not sexually aroused, I was mad enough to kill someone. After getting my temper back in order I went back in the room. They turned the recorder back on and Mary continued her deposition.She said, "I told Ralph and Jim to come by at 8:30pm on Friday. That would give us a half hour to get ready for Dan. I gave them my address and they laughed as June and I left.""June said, 'I cant believe what just happened. We acted like of couple of sluts.' That scared me and I said, 'June, Im no slut. Im only doing it for Dan.' Who was I kidding? I cant believe any of it now. So, so stupid.""I had all the lights dimmed and the bedroom ready when they arrived on Friday. I had taken a shower and put on a new nighty I had bought for the occasion. Dan never even got a chance to see it. The minute they came in they forced me into the bedroom.""I told them, 'No, we have to wait for Dan. We have to wait for Dan!'""They said, 'No way, baby, you wanted us here at 8:30 and here we are. Times a wasting,' and grabbed me and threw me on the bed.""They laterally ripped my new nightie off and started grabbing at me. They werent nice like they were the night before. Ralph grabbed my legs and picked them up and jabbed his cock in me. He wasnt gentle like Dan. It hurt, it hurt bad.""I kept telling them to stop and wait for Dan and they laughed at me. Jim took off his pants and climbed on my chest and put his black cock in my mouth. There was no sensuality there, just raw sex, and I didnt like it. Then I turned to the door and saw Dan.""This wasnt how it was suppose to be. It was suppose to be fun, loving and an intimate thing for Dan and I... You know what happened from that point on."I just sat there shaking my head back and forth."Is there anything else you would like to say?" Bob asked."No, just that I am truly sorry for what happened. It wasnt suppose to be like that."Bob looked at Mary and asked, "Is everything you told us the truth? The whole truth?"Mary said, "Yes."Then Bob asked, "Did you tell the police that they forced themselves on you?"Mary said, "No, because I invited them in.""Did you ever tell them to stop at any time?"Mary said, "Yes, of course. You heard me on the tape when I told them no, we have to wait for Dan.'""Did you mention that to the police?"She said, "No, I didnt think about it at the time.""Did you ever tell them to stop?"Mary said, "You know I did. I just told you on the tape.""Did you mention that to the police?"Mary said, "No."Bob said, "Thank you very much, Mary. I know this was hard for you but it will be a great help."Bob looked at Dan and asked, "Dan, do you want to say anything?"I was physically shaken by Marys testimony but I had to tell her a few things.I looked at her and said, "Mary, for over 25 years I have given you all my love. I couldnt have loved you more. Even right now this day I truly love you." A tear came to Marys eyes. "But I also hate you. I hate what you did to me, what you did to us, what you did to our family, and yes, Mary, even what you did to yourself. You did make yourself a slut for other men.""You said you did it for me. If thats true then why didnt you pick a fantasy of a good looking woman, maybe even a black one, with a great body and nice tits. I could have done her while you watched. I could have gotten between her legs and ate out her cunt while you just sat there. She could have given me a blow job and then I could have fucked her royally while you watched. Then I could have put my cock up her ass till she came. Then you could have sucked her shit off my cock.""How does that sound, Mary?" She was crying. "Well, Mary, would you have liked that?"She said, "No, Dan," very quietly.I said, "What, Mary? I cant hear you."She said, "No, Dan, I dont want to see you with another woman.""Why not, Mary?"She said, "Because I love you, Dan, and I want to be your woman. I dont want to see you with other women," as she cried loudly.I said, "Then, Mary, what would make you think that I would want to see you with other men then? Keep thinking about it, Mary, and just maybe youll get an idea how I feel."She looked at me and said, "Dan, Im so sorry." I said, "Of course you are but sorry doesnt cut it right now." Then I got up and walked out.Bob had an appointment with the judge and prosecutor. After both of them listened to Marys deposition the judge said she would not have to testify for the prosecution against her husband. Bob asked the prosecutor about Marys allegation about the rape charges, where she said she told them to stop, her saying no and of course them forcing themselves on her.The prosecutor said, "She might have just changed her story to help her husband. She didnt say it to the police. I believe we still have a strong case even without Marys testimony and we are going to continue to prosecute Dan."Dan had to start back to work but kept a low profile. He put in his time and then went back to his apartment. He didnt talk to Mary. He really missed her but after what she did he didnt know if he could ever forgive her. He talked to his daughter Marie every couple of days. He wanted to keep in touch and at the same time find out what Mary was doing. His other married kids talked to him about once a week. The situation was a strain on everyone.Marie did get her mother to talk to her and tell her what happened. Mary tried to explain without getting too much into the intimate details. Marie was so mad she got up and walked out on her mom. She said she would stay with a friend till she cools down. A few days latter she went back home to see her mom. They both just sat down and cried. They wanted to hold their family together and right now all they had was each other. Even though she hated her mom for what she did to me she still loved her as her mom.Chapter Three: The trial beginsAs the trial began emotions were high. I didn't want my family there. Not because of me but I didn't want them to hear what their mother had done, the sexual acts that made her a slut, the things she did with those men. It made me look like a wimp, a cuckold. I didn't want my family thinking of me this way.I called Mary. When she answered the phone and said, "Hello," I paused. In fact she had to say it twice, "Hello, hello."I said, "Mary, this is Dan." She said, "Dan, oh, my God, how I miss you." I said, "Mary, I'm calling about the trial. It begins tomorrow." She said, "I know, Dan, we'll be there. What is it, Dan? What's the matter?"I said, "Our family, our sons and our daughters. I don't want them there." She said, "Dan, our children are all grown up now. They are adults or soon will be. This is a real world we live in and unfortunately we all make mistakes." I said, "But, Mary, I don't want them to hear what you did." She said, "It's too late for that, Dan." I said, "What do you mean?" She said, "Everyone we know is talking about it. I messed up big time, Dan. I just can't believe I did what I did. I can't change it, Dan, I wish it never happened but it did. I had all the kids over the other day, even Bud from college. I told them, Dan, I told them what an idiot I was and how it now is affecting our lives. I wanted them to hear it from me, Dan, not from a stranger in a court room. When I finished telling them, I could see the hate in their eyes. They didn't hate me, Dan but they did hate what I had done.""Dan, we're a family, a very close tight knit family. We are all going to be there for you. They were there for me and now we are going to be there for you. We will make it through, Dan, we will make it through as a family. I didn't know what to say. I know I was crying. Mary then said, "Please forgive me, Dan, if it is at all possible." I just said, "I don't know Mary, I don't know if I have forgiveness left in me anymore" and then hung up.The prosecution had the police give a detailed report on what they found after the 911 call. I didn't know if it helped us or hurt us. They did say that I had said my wife was raped. But they also reported that my wife invited the men in. Not a real good start.Ralph was the first to speak. He was an arrogant s.o.b. He stated how Mary encouraged him to be with her. He said she initiated the discussions with him and Jim, how she invited him over and how she wanted him so badly. All he did was build up his ego to the jury.He wasn't coming across as a victim. He stated pretty much what everyone already knew. It's been in the papers for a couple of months now. On cross examination he was asked if he raped Mary. He said, "Hell, no, she wanted me. I never raped any woman in my life. He was then asked at any point if she said "no" to him? He said he didn't recall her ever saying no. Then he was asked if she ever said "stop" and he said, "No woman ever asks me to stop once I get started."He did say that they should throw the book at me for what I did to him, that he was doing me a favor and I jumped him behind his back and then beat him. He said I should be thrown in prison.He was lucky that I didn't jump up and beat the shit out of him right there in the courthouse.My family was taking it pretty well. I know it was rough on them. I felt good that they were holding their mother close. Even though she started it all, she didn't deserve to go through all this. Other than this situation, she would have to be considered a really good person and mother.The prosecution had the police give a detailed report on what they found after the 911 call. I didn't know if it helped us or hurt us. They did say that I had said my wife was raped. But they also reported that my wife invited the men in. Not a real good start.Ralph was the first to speak. He was an arrogant s.o.b. He stated how Mary encouraged him to be with her. He said she initiated the discussions with him and Jim, how she invited him over and how she wanted him so badly. All he did was build up his ego to the jury.He wasn't coming across as a victim. He stated pretty much what everyone already knew. It's been in the papers for a couple of months now. On cross examination he was asked if he raped Mary. He said, "Hell, no, she wanted me. I never raped any woman in my life. He was then asked at any point if she said "no" to him? He said he didn't recall her ever saying no. Then he was asked if she ever said "stop" and he said, "No woman ever asks me to stop once I get started."He did say that they should throw the book at me for what I did to him, that he was doing me a favor and I jumped him behind his back and then beat him. He said I should be thrown in prison.He was lucky that I didn't jump up and beat the shit out of him right there in the courthouse.My family was taking it pretty well. I know it was rough on them. I felt good that they were holding their mother close. Even though she started it all, she didn't deserve to go through all this. Other than this situation, she would have to be considered a really good person and mother.The prosecution had the police give a detailed report on what they found after the 911 call. I didn't know if it helped us or hurt us. They did say that I had said my wife was raped. But they also reported that my wife invited the men in. Not a real good start.Ralph was the first to speak. He was an arrogant s.o.b. He stated how Mary encouraged him to be with her. He said she initiated the discussions with him and Jim, how she invited him over and how she wanted him so badly. All he did was build up his ego to the jury.He wasn't coming across as a victim. He stated pretty much what everyone already knew. It's been in the papers for a couple of months now. On cross examination he was asked if he raped Mary. He said, "Hell, no, she wanted me. I never raped any woman in my life. He was then asked at any point if she said "no" to him? He said he didn't recall her ever saying no. Then he was asked if she ever said "stop" and he said, "No woman ever asks me to stop once I get started."He did say that they should throw the book at me for what I did to him, that he was doing me a favor and I jumped him behind his back and then beat him. He said I should be thrown in prison.He was lucky that I didn't jump up and beat the shit out of him right there in the courthouse.My family was taking it pretty well. I know it was rough on them. I felt good that they were holding their mother close. Even though she started it all, she didn't deserve to go through all this. Other than this situation, she would have to be considered a really good person and mother.Then Jim took the stand. He told pretty much the same story as Ralph. He did say that white women just kind of want his black... and started to say cock but thought about it and said penis. He was asked if he raped Mary. He said, "Hell, no, we hardly even got started when that white pervert." (Here he pointed to me) "He came in and started busting things up. He got crazy, so I grabbed my pants and headed out of there. Then he came after me and shot me in the ass. I couldn't believe it. We are invited over there and then get shot and beat up. He said that man" (again referring to me) "needs to be put away where he can't hurt people. He's a crazy man, going around shooting people."On cross examination Bob asked Jim, "At any time, did Mary say wait, Dan's not here yet'?" Jim said, "She might have. I don't remember.""At any time, did Mary say stop' or no'?"Jim, being the idiot he is, said, "Women tell me that kind of stuff all the time. They don't mean it." The women on the jury didn't look very happy with Jim's testimony. Then Bob asked a couple of great questions. He looked at Jim and asked, "Jim, are you married? Jim looked around and said, "Kind of." Bob asked, "What does kind of' mean?" Jim said, "Me and my wife are separated." Bob asked, "How long have you been separated?" He said, "Two months." Bob asked, "Is it because of this case?"Jim said, "Yeah! She said if I ever cheated on her again she would divorce me.""So, Jim, you've done this before?" He said, "I can't help it if women want me." "One more question, Jim, if this situation was reversed and you came home and found two men in your bedroom with your wife, what would you think?" Jim said loudly, "My wife ain't no slut. She wouldn't do that." Again Bob said, "Jim, you're under oath. You walk into your bedroom and two men have your wife pinned down. What would you do?" Jim became enraged and said, "I'd kill the mother fuckers."Then all hell broke loose. People all started talking, the judge kept banging his gavel and they had to calm Jim down. The judge kept yelling, "Order in the court, order in the court." The judge called a ten minute recess to calm things down.After their testimony, Ralph and Jim left the courthouse. After things calmed down and were looking a little better for Dan, they called June to the stand. She had talked to Mary and told her that she got a subpoena. She told Mary she didn't want to hurt her or Dan but had to tell the truth. Mary told June that this was a situation that she herself created and that they would get through it. The prosecutor asked June if she was with Mary on Thursday, the day before the shooting. She said, "I was." "In your own words, what were the two of you doing?" She said, "Mary wanted to surprise her husband for his 50th birthday by helping him fill a fantasy." "What was this fantasy?" June looked down and said, "Three way with another man or Dan could just watch, whatever he wanted to do. It was his birthday." The prosecutor asked, "Would you repeat that please?" June said, "Mary wanted to surprise her husband with a three way with another man." There were noises again in the courtroom. The judge banged his gavel. "Order in the court," he commanded. It became quite."Did she tell you this?" "Yes, she did." "What did you think at that point?" "I thought, Wow! I can't believe a husband would want this. Let you have another man while he was present.'" "What did the two of you do then?" "That's when I introduced her to Ralph." "Did you know Ralph well?" She looked up and in the back of the courtroom she saw Roger sitting there. He was just staring at her and her at him. She was nervous and hesitant. The prosecutor repeated his question. "Did you know Ralph very well? Were you close to him?"June was thinking back to the affair she had. The one that caused her divorce. It was with Ralph. It just started out as a fling, a quick roll in the hay. He came on to her on a girls' night out. She had an argument with Roger earlier that day and decided to get even with him. She couldn't even remember what the argument was about. She was pretty drunk at the time and Ralph seemed like a nice guy. He started dancing and flirting with her and before she knew it, he had her back at his apartment.They had raw sex, she liked it, It was different from the ho hum sex with Roger. She fucked him and loved it. It was naughty sex, she didn't love this man. Hell, she didn't really like him all that much. But he gave her the raw sex she desired. She felt remorse about doing this to Roger. She really did love him but he wasn't rough enough. Maybe rough isn't the right word. He wasn't aggressive enough in the bedroom. So, after the first time with Ralph, she felt she got even with Roger. The only problem was, when she got home, Roger was there, he saw the bite marks on her tits, the cum in her panties. He turned around and walked out on her. He didn't even wait for an explanation. He didn't even know who the man was, not till now.She said, "Yes, I knew Ralph pretty well." At that point she looked up and saw Roger leave the courtroom. She didn't know whether to be nervous or happy that he left. "We've been together a couple of times." "What happened after you introduced Mary to Ralph?" "He introduced us to Jim? We all sat in a booth and talked." "What did you talk about?" "About Mary wanting to surprise her husband."I could see Mary with tears in her eyes when this was said. The kids were holding her hands very tightly. I watched as some of the jury members glanced over at her also."Then what happened?" "We went over to Ralph's apartment." "What for?" "They told Mary that they wanted a taste of what they were getting the next day." "Did they get that taste?" Even June had tears in her eyes and said, "Yes, they did. They fondled her some and had oral sex."On cross examination, Bob only asked a few questions. "June, were you there Friday when these men came to Mary's house?" She answered, "No, I wasn't." "So you don't know if Mary was raped or not?" She answered, "No, I don't." "How long have you known Mary?" She answered, "Over 35 years. We go way back." "In all these years you got to know Mary pretty well, haven't you?"She said, "Yes." "After knowing her for more then 35 years, would you consider her a slut?" The noise grew in the courtroom, banging of the gavel from the judge, objections from the prosecution. Mary was crying with her family. Even Dan became outraged but Bob was able to calm him down.After things quieted down the prosecution gave it's objection on June's opinion on what a slut is. Then Bob said to the judge, "Sir, no one in this courtroom other than Mary's family knows her better than this woman." He then read the definition of a slut from the dictionary. "Using this definition I would like to ask her the question once again." The Judge said he would allow it. Bob look at June and said, "Using the definition I have read to you and knowing Mary for all these years - you are under oath - would you consider Mary to be a slut?"The room became totally quiet. June looked back at Mary and then over to Dan and then replied, "Absolutely NOT! She is the kindest, nicest person I have ever met." Then she added, "With God as my witness!"Bob said, "No more questions for this witness."The prosecution rested. They weren't allowed to have Mary testify against her husband so things were looking a little brighter. The Judge recessed till after lunch. Then Bob would have to prove that Dan was protecting his family. He did beat up a man and shot another that were invited by his wife to their house. Bob knew he still had his work cut out for him. "Well," I thought, "I guess this is it. I better look pretty convincing. My life and future depends on it." Bob said, "Our chances are better than they were. But so far all we have really proved is that Mary made a mistake and is a nice person. The jury probably felt for her somewhat but we haven't proved that Mary was raped." Ralph and Jim didn't do much for themselves but they were beaten and shot and I did it and now I needed to prove why.Bob called me to the stand. He asked me about my marriage. I said, "Up to this incident, it was as good as any marriage out there. I had a wonderful faithful wife. Four children that I couldn't be more proud of. We really had a good life, a really good life. People would always say how wonderful and close our family was. Kind of like the perfect marriage."Bob said, "What happened on that Friday night?" I looked over at Mary and then explained how she said she had a special present for me and not to come home till 9:00pm. I was excited all day long wondering what Mary had planned. I left the bowling alley about 8:30pm and went ahead and drove home. I know I was a little early but I was excited."What happened when you entered the house." I walked up to the bedroom and opened the door and froze. "Why did you freeze?" "There on the bed was my wife stripped naked and those men were raping her." I broke down and started crying. Bob handed me a Kleenex."Then what happened?" "Then all of a sudden I just sprang loose, jumped right into the white guy knocking him onto the floor." I didn't mention he was in my wife at the time. "I started beating him as hard as I could. He was raping my wife. I was a crazed man. I hit and hit this guy till he was a bloody mess on the floor, maybe even unconscious. Then I turned to the black guy and reached for him as he grabbed his pants and headed for the door. I yelled at my wife to call 911 now! She was hysterically yelling and screaming while she dialed the number." I had to stop for a few seconds to control my breathing. Bob said, "Take your time." I continued, "I reached in the night stand and grabbed my pistol and went after the black dude. I told him stop or I'll shoot.' He was headed down the stairs going for the door when I shot him. He almost made it to the door." I didn't want to tell them he made it out the door and I pulled him back in. "I aimed to maim him even though I wanted to kill him for what he was doing to my wife.""Then the police showed up and arrested me. All I was doing was protecting my family.""Did you know about visitors or anyone else being at the house?" No, I just thought it would be Mary waiting for me. I was shocked at what I'd seen. They were raping her. What was I suppose to do? If I had to do it all over again, I'd do the same thing." I don't know if that was the right thing to say or not but it was the truth."No more questions."The prosecutor got up and asked, "Do you have fantasies?" I said, "Of course, most people have them." "Do you have fantasies about three ways?" I said, "Not any more." He said, "Let me rephrase that. Before the incident did you have fantasies about three way sex?" I said, "Yes but I never wanted to act out my fantasies." "So you never really wanted to be cuckolded or have a three way with your wife and another man?"I said, "Never!" "They why did your wife think you did?" I said, "I don't know but she was mistaken." "So you don't now or ever wanted to have a three way or be a cuckold, is that correct?" He was getting under my skin.So I said, "Yes, that is correct. May I explain?" He thought he got me so he let me explain.I looked at Mary and at the men on the jury while I spoke.I said, "Why would a man, any man, tell their wife to go find another man? Make sure he is big and handsome. Make sure he is a good lover, much better than me. Make sure his penis is much larger than mine. Then I want you to have oral sex with him till he cums in your mouth. Then I want him to do oral sex on you, much better than I could ever do." "When you are done having oral sex, I want you to take him in your vagina. Make him give you as many orgasms as you can handle. When you're done, let him take you up the ass where I've never been. During this affair, kiss him passionately, hug him, let him rub your breasts better than I ever could . Let him massage your nipples. And, while you are doing this, I will be sitting over in the corner, masturbating, waiting for him to leave, just so I can suck his juices out of your pussy.""What kind of a sorry ass husband would I be if I did that?" The courtroom broke out in some talk and in the background even laughter. The prosecutor was somewhat stunned that he had left that door open. "So you didn't know anything about this planned surprise?" He was trying to cover his goof. One more time I said, "I came home, found two men in my bedroom molesting my wife and took action." Then I surprised the prosecutor by asking him what he would have done in the same situation? He looked at me with contempt and said, "I'm not on trial for attempted murder." I looked up and said, "I shouldn't be either."While the prosecutor was trying to recover, Bob and I talked for a few minutes. He said it looked pretty good but we really didn't prove she was raped. They could believe me or believe the three witnesses. The jury was sure that Mary invited them over. Bob said that it's still kind of a 50-50 shot.Then he was tapped on the shoulder and was handed a note. It was from Mary and said she wanted to testify for the defense. Bob asked for a 10 minute recess to confer with a witness and the Judge allowed it.Bob went back to talk to Mary. He explained that if she testified for the defense then the prosecution could also ask her questions and they would be much rougher.Mary was a determined women. She said, "Bob, I always tell the truth and I believe the jury will see that in me. I didn't know I was raped at the time but I know it now. Please let me testify for my husband."Bob came back to talk to me. I told him I didn't want Mary to be put through this. He said she wants to testify and I truly believe when the jury hears her testimony, you will have a much better chance of getting off.I looked at Bob, then back at Mary. I could see her lips moving. She was saying, "Please, please let me help you." With tears in my eyes, I said, "Okay.".Mary went to the witness stand. The prosecutor was shocked to see her getting ready to testify. He wondered what we were thinking; we fought to keep her off the stand and now were calling her as a witness.Bob asked Mary her name and so on, then asked her to tell us in her own words what happened the night of the shooting.She stated that she had invited the two men over to take part in sexual acts with her and her husband. But they were supposed to wait for him to come home and they didn't. She had purchased a special nightie for her husband to see her in. She then said that the two men forced themselves on her ripping off her nightie and forced her into the bedroom where they began taking advantage of her."At any time did you tell them to stop?" Mary answered, "I told them to stop and wait for Dan right from the start.""What did they say?""They said I invited them over at 8:30, it's not their fault my wimp of a husband isn't here. They pushed and clawed at me and I kept telling them to stop, please stop but they wouldn't. They pinned me down on the bed and then they raped me. I kept saying no', stop, it's not suppose to be like this but they didn't listen. "Then I looked up and saw Dan come through the bedroom door. He pulled the men off me and fought back. I don't know what would have happened if he had not showed up early. Thank God he was there.""Why didn't you tell this to the police?""I was confused. I didn't know the law. I thought it was all my fault since I invited them in. I was also very shook up at the time and was worried about my husband. When I did realize I was raped, the prosecutor told me it was too late to file charges. I should have done that when it happened."Now it was the prosecutor's turn to ask questions. He said, "You set this all up, didn't you, Mary?""I'm not sure what you mean. I did ask the men over on Friday.""You wanted to have sex with them, didn't you, Mary?""No, I wanted Dan to be there. It was for both of us.""Sure, that's why you met them on Thursday and had sexual relations with them. You weren't waiting for your husband then.""I was confused. I was thinking about Friday...""That's why you had oral sex with them.""No, that's not right. This was for Dan and me together.""We are suppose to believe you did this for Dan?""Yes!""Come on, Mary, we're not that stupid. You did it for yourself, didn't you?""No. Yes. Maybe, I'm not sure...""You wanted it, Mary, admit it.""No! That's not true. It was for Dan. It was for his birthday.""You invited these two men into your bed because you wanted to have sex with them.""No! You're confusing me...""They were giving you the sex you wanted. weren't they, Mary?""No! No! They forced me, I said no!""Come on, Mary, they never forced you, did they?""Yes, they did. I didn't want it like this. They ripped off my clothes and raped me.""Sure, Mary, You invited them over as your guest and they raped you.""You asked for it, Mary, didn't you...""No! They ripped off my clothes and raped me," then she started crying.Then from the back of the court room came a voice yelling, "Stop! Stop yelling at my mother. What kind of a man are you?" Then there came another voice yelling, "Leave our Mother alone, you Bastard, just leave her alone."Everyone looked to the back of the courtroom and there were my two sons, standing up for their mother. I couldn't have been more proud of them. The judge beat the gavel yelling, "Order in my court, order in my court." Then he looked at my two sons and told the bailiff to remove them from the court room. But not before the jury had a good look at them trying protecting their mother.Mary had tears in her eyes as well as half the courtroom.After order was restored to the courtroom, the prosecutor asked, "What kind of a family are you?"Mary said, "We are the..."The prosecutor said, "That wasn't a question."Mary looked at the judge and said, "Judge, he asked that question in this court. I would like to have a chance to respond to it."The judge said, "Permission granted."Mary said, "We are the type of family that loves one another. We do all we can to protect our family from harm.. We stay together through good times and bad times, through thick and thin, through health and sickness. We are a loving family."The prosecutor started in again saying, "They never ripped your clothes off and raped you, did they, Mary? You were a willing participant, were you not?"With tears in her eyes Mary said, very calmly, "They ripped my nightie off me and tore it to shreds, then they forced me into the bedroom and tried to have their way with me but thank God my husband showed up.""Sure, Mary, and what proof do you have of that?" he asked, grinning at her.Mary reached into her purse and pulled out her black nightie which was torn and ripped into pieces. The courtroom went stone quiet. Then Mary said, "Is this proof enough?"The prosecutor said, "That hasn't been admitted as evidence. You can't show that."Then Bob jumped up and said, "Judge, it's a crucial piece of evidence that we didn't know still existed. I would like to admit it as defense exhibit #1."The judge let it be admitted since the prosecutor asked Mary what evidence she had.The prosecutor said, "How do we know that's the nightie you've been talking about?Mary said, "You asked me for it, I produced it, that's all I can do. My husband saved me from being raped any further and that's the God's truth."The prosecutor thought it better to stop his examination.The prosecutor gave his closing statements, mainly saying that I beat up and shot two innocent invited guests at my house without getting the facts first. I was like a "shoot first ask questions later" type personality. I shouldn't be on the streets. They should put away people like me. He continued with a lot more bull shit. He ended by saying I should be found guilty of assault with intent to kill. I should be found guilty as charged. I was glad when he finally finished.Now it was Bobs turn. He looked at me and said, "He is an innocent man. Think about what he saw when he entered the room. His wife being molested. He took action to stop it. Why would he think otherwise? She is a good wife, loving mother. She wasn't a slut or a whore. She didn't run around on him. Why would he believe otherwise?""Mary made a mistake asking these men in. She was waiting for her husband when they started taking advantage of her. They didn't wait for him. If they would have waited, none of this would have ever happened. He would have stopped them on the spot. He's a good man. They went ahead and started to take her against her will, they started raping her. Thank God, Dan got home early. Too bad he wasn't earlier.""She told them, No, wait' but they didn't listen to her. Members of the jury, when she said No, Wait, Stop, Don't and they didn't listen to her, that was rape! Did you all hear me. They raped her! She didn't tell all that to the police because she figured since she let them in, it was all her fault. "She wasn't a lawyer and they never got her one so she didn't know it wasn't her fault till she gave us her deposition. Then it was too late to file against her rapists. It would have been too hard to prove at that point since the police questioning was so incomplete.""My client, her husband Dan did whatever it took to protect his wife and family. He beat up and shot the men raping his wife. Do you think he ought to go to jail for doing what he thought was right? If not then you have to come back with a verdict of Not guilty?"Chapter 4: The night before the verdictWell, that was both sides. We were told it was late and that we would recess till 10:00 the next morning. Bob looked at me and said, "We did good. Lets just hope the jury agrees with us. I believe Mary won it for us."I looked back at my family, just about all in tears. Marie came up to me and said, "No matter what happens, daddy, I know you did the right thing. I love you. We all love you. As you can see we are all sticking together as a family. We all need you, daddy. Mom needs you too.I said, "I know, sweetheart, I know." I had to leave out the back door as Marie went back with the rest of the family.I stopped at a little diner to get a bite to eat on the way home. As I sat down to order June came in and asked if she could join me. I was rather surprised but said sure. I haven't ever talked to June one on one since her divorce almost a year ago so this was really a surprise. I told her she might as well order also, I know she was in the courtroom all day and must be hungry. We both ordered a dinner and while we were waiting she started to talk.She said, "Dan I'm really sorry for having to testify. I had no choice." I said, "I know, it wasn't your fault." She said, "I need to talk to you about a few things. Can we stay long enough for me to get it off my chest?"I looked at her and said, "I would be willing to listen." She started off with saying that Mary loved me. I said, "I know.She then said she didn't know what happened with this date thing. She thought Mary really believed I wanted to have the three-way until it got out of hand. She said Mary was almost possessed to get it accomplished. June said she should have tried to talk her out of it instead of into it. That's what a real friend would have done.I said, "Don't be so hard on yourself, June. It was still Mary's call and she called it wrong."Then June asked me about Roger. She said even though they were divorced he was the only man she had ever loved. She said this trial made her understand love between two people, like Mary and I have. She said she felt the same way about Roger but it was too late for them. I asked why was it too late? She said all they do is argue when they see each other.I told her, "Roger still has feelings for you also but that your cheating on him made him totally distrust you and it's hard to overcome. Trust is earned and once broken it's twice as hard to trust that person again. I suggest that instead of fighting with him, you should try to understand where he is coming from. You two are divorced and can start from a clean slate. You have to start by talking to each other, then take it from there. Your kids are grown so that shouldn't be a problem. I don't think they would have a problem with the two of you talking." I continued, "Roger has some hate issues. You never told him who you had the affair with. I think he knows who it is now."She said, "I was afraid he would do something crazy and didn't want to see him hurt."I told her, "That's not the way Roger sees it. He sees you hiding a lover which hurt him even more."She said, "That's not true. Roger is the one I love but I made too many mistakes since then. I don't know if he will even talk to me."I said, "You can find out by approaching him and taking it from there."She looked at me and said, "You know, you have the same kind of problem only you're not divorced."I said, "I know. It's something I have to deal with."We finished up dinner and then we each went home. When I got back to my apartment there were my two sons waiting for me. I asked them what this was about? They said their mother didn't think I should be alone so they came to take me out. There she was thinking about me again. My boys and I went to the corner hangout. We spent time having a few beers, talking, playing darts and pool. It was really good spending time with them, something we didn't do very often anymore. I told them how proud I was of them sticking up for their mother. They said they had to say something because she didn't deserve that kind of abuse. She was wrong in what she did but she's paying for it big time now.About midnight they dropped me off at my apartment and went home. They didn't push me at all about coming home. They knew it had to be my decision.Chapter 5: The verdictI got up early the next morning. I had a hard time sleeping so I thought I go to the courthouse early. Anything just to pass the time. I got there about a half an hour early and there was quite a bit of commotion. As I entered the building the police asked me if they could speak with me?I said of course and we went to one of the offices. They asked me where I was the night before. I asked what this was about, they said I'd find out later so please just answer the question.I told them about having dinner with June and then going to the bar with my sons. After getting home around midnight I went to bed. They asked where the bar was and was there a witness to the fact that we were there. I said of course, we were there for about four hours and were seen by a lot of people. I asked them again what this was about and they again replied you'll find out soon enough.As I left the office the police asked my sons to join them in the office also. They went in and the door was shut. I wanted to know what was going on. Why were we being questioned?I spotted Bob in the courtroom and approached him as to what was going on. We looked up and saw the prosecutor coming to his table along with Jim, the black witness. Jim looked terrified. He sat down and kept looking around, especially at me.The prosecutor handed Bob a piece of paper. It was a police report. Bob read it and then handed it to me. Ralph was found dead in an alley behind the bar where he and Jim hung out. The report stated that sometime after midnight Ralph had stepped out into the alley to take a piss. He had told Jim he would be right back. After not returning, Jim went out to look for him. He found him face down in the alley dead. The report says he had been robbed, his belongings were missing, and beaten. They suspected a gang beating. He was beaten severely around the head and private areas, almost castrated. There were no witnesses.I read the report with almost a smile, then passed it back to my family who were now seated in the courtroom. Everyone looked surprised. Now I knew why they questioned me and my sons.We all arose when the Judge came in. The judge said, "Nothing is to be said about the murder in the open court. It could easily jeopardize the verdict. Anyone talking about it in the courtroom before the verdict is given will be arrested."Then the Judge called in the jury. When they were seated, he asked, "Have you reached a verdict?"The foreman said, "We have, Your Honor." He then asked me to stand and face the jury.The foreman of the jury arose and said, "On count one, assault to commit bodily harm, Not Guilty! On count two, attempted murder, we find the defendant Not Guilty.""Judge," said the foreman, "the jury may be out of place saying this but we believe the two witnesses should be indicted on the charge of rape."The judge spoke, "That information will be passed on to the district attorney."Turning to me, he said, "Mr. Dan Gray, you are free to go."Then all hell broke loose again. Everyone was smiling, screaming, crying. I jumped up and hugged Bob. I looked back in the far corner of the courtroom and there stood Roger, giving me the thumbs up. I could read his lips, he said everything is okay now.My family was coming up to hug me. Mary stayed back showing June the police report. June's mouth fell open wide. She looked surprised but not sad.. I saw her give the report back to Mary and walk over toward Roger. When she got to him, she grabbed both of his hands in hers and I could see her lips saying I'm so sorry and then she hugged him. She took that first step. He hugged her back.My kids all took turns hugging me, smiling, and yes, crying. Mary just stood in the back by herself with tears in her eyes, not wanting to approach me. I told the kids to take their mother home and I would contact them later. I had to go back to my apartment first.We all left the courthouse. Each going our own direction.I sat there alone at my kitchen table, thinking about everything that transpired in the last two months. I did realize that Mary really didn't cheat on me. She really loved me but made some horrible misguided decision.. If she was out to cheat on me, I would divorced her in a second. But I knew better. Part of this was my fault, talking fantasies, not knowing what she was thinking. I knew I would be going back home. Mary and I would have our discussion and we would make everything right between us.I got up from the table, got in my car and headed for home. I wanted to be with my family which was there for me but most of all I wanted to be with the woman I loved. I drove home, pulled into the drive and knocked on the door. Mary answered it and with tears in my eyes I said, "I'm home." She opened the door and just hugged me as hard as one could be hugged. She was crying and saying, "I love you!" over and over again. All the rest of the family came in and we all hugged each other and cried together.I then stated to all present, "From this day forward, everything that happened is in the past. There will never be any reason to bring it up again. Thank you all for being there for your mother and me. We are truly a family that sticks together."Then I reached over and kissed Mary with every emotion I had. My kids said, "Geez dad can't that wait till later when you two are alone?" We all just laughed.Epilog:One year later, it's my birthday again, I hardly want any surprises. I get home, the lights are dim. I hurry into the house and there stands my Mary, in a new black nightie, smiling at me. She walks up to me and kisses me gently, then walks me into the bathroom and starts taking off my clothes.She turns on the shower and tells me to get in. Then she takes off her new nightie and gets in with me and starts scrubbing my back. We take turns soaping each other up and then making love in the shower, something we haven't done in years. Then she takes me by the hand and leads me to our bedroom which has been re-papered and has a new bed in it. She has me lie down on my back and gently and slowly gives me oral sex. I said, "Let me do it for you also," but she said, "There will be time for that later. Right now it's your birthday and I'm doing this all for you." Then she takes my still hard cock and guides it home.Then she says, "We don't need fantasies to make love. We'll just do it all for each other.""Happy Birthday, Dan!"ENDTook a long time to write this one, hope you liked it.DG Hear~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 39 |
campingout.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/campingout.txt | We went camping over Memorial Day weekend with 2 other couples, our best friends. Jeannie and I are in our mid 30s, as are our friends, John and Lynda, and Mark and Cassie. We're all in decent shape and good looking, and we enjoy each others company, and I'm sure each of the guys doesn't mind seeing the other one's wives, either.We had found a great spot the year before - you have to park and then hike for about 20 minutes, but it's completely private and has a great view of a lake, with a perfect grassy patch to set up the tents. After setting up the tents Saturday morning, we had a great day of swimming, hiking, and just hanging out.As the sun set, we broke out the beer, then the harder liquor. We were all pretty hammered after awhile, and one by one, the wives went to their tents while the guys stoked the fire. We had normal guy talk about sports and women, and the subject of our sex lives with our wives probably came up, with more lurid details than should have been told, but it was all in good, drunk fun.We ran out of alcohol after awhile, but I had some in my truck, and volunteered to go get it. I grabbed a flashlight and began the 20 minute walk back to the parking site. After about 10 minutes, I realized I had forgotten my keys, and started back. The flashlight gave out about 2 minutes before I got back to the camp site, and I had to walk the last few hundred yards in the dark.I guess my friends didn't hear me coming back, and just before I was going to announce my drunken forgetfulness, I heard my wife's name. They were talking pretty quietly, but it was quiet, other than the crickets and other sounds, and I could hear most of what they were saying."I guess I'd do Jeannie first," Mark said. "No offense to your wife, John, but Jeannie's tits are great, and her ass is dying to get nailed." They both laughed. John chimed in, "Yeah, same here, Cassie is cute but Jeannie looks like a fuck machine." "I'd love to go in there and just see what those tits are like," Mark said. "I mean, she's gotta be just dead to the world, she'd never know if we peeked, and he won't be back for like, 40 minutes."John sounded a little doubtful. "Do you really think she wouldn't know?" he asked. Mark laughed. "Dude, she had like 10 shots, and barely made it to the tent without falling down." "True," John said. "God I'd love a good look, I mean, I wouldn't touch her or anything." "Oh no, no touching," Mark said, "just a peek." I stood at the edge of the campsite in the dark, listening to my two friends work up their courage to go in my tent and check out my wife's perfect tits, and I didn't say a thing. After a few more minutes, they both decided it would be okay to just look at Jeannie's body, and I watched in the moonlight as Mark unzipped my tent and they both slipped inside.I quietly moved over near the tent as it rustled with their entrance, and listened intently to try to figure out what was happening."Use the flashlight, but cover it some," whispered Mark, and a soft beam of light went on in the tent. I could see some silhouettes, but couldn't make out much. "Pull it down more," John said, "I can't see yet." Another rustle and a sigh from both of them. "Christ, they are perfect," Mark said. A few moments went by. "Dude, you said no touching," I heard John whisper. "I know, but fuck, I had to," Mark said. "Move," John said. "God they feel incredible," as he evidently felt up my wife in her drunken sleep.Another few minutes went by of silence. Then, "Man, I'd fuck Jeannie if I could get away with it," Mark said. "No shit" added John, "I'd give my left nut just to rub my dick on her tits.""You don't have to," Mark said. "Watch." I heard the zipper on his jeans go down and then a soft "plop," the sound of flesh on flesh, as Mark must have whipped out his cock and dropped it between her tits. "Whoa!" John said, "that looks like a porno." "Shit yeah!" Mark said. "They feel so good on my dick," he added. "You should try it." I knew he just wanted John to be as guilty as him, but it worked, John whipped his out, and the next thing I heard was "oh my god, she's got 2 dicks on her tits" and both of them laughing quietly.The next zipper sound was longer, and I realized Jeannie's sleeping bag had been opened. "Dude, what are you doing?" John said. "I just want to see that ass," Mark replied, and a minute later, "Oh shit, lace panties on a camping trip." "Take them off her!" I heard John say, and there was no reply, just more movement and both of them sighing at the sight of my nude wife. "She is so out of it," Mark said. "I bet I could fuck her and she'd never know." "I bet you can't," John said. Which was really all Mark wanted, I think. More rustling, and then a low groan from Mark, and a "Holy shit!" from John, as Mark evidently pushed his cock into my tight wife. "Turn the light off in case she wakes up," Mark said breathlessly, and the light went out. I could hear the sounds of wet sex, the slapping of bodies, as Mark fucked my passed-out wife. "She's so fucking tight!" Mark groaned. "Shit, man, hurry up!" John said. "He'll be back in a few minutes." Mark let out a long moan as he unloaded inside my wife's tight pussy, and John urged him to move as he took Mark's place and slid into my wife's used cunt. A few minutes later he added his load, and when I heard them zipping up their pants, I moved back to the edge of the campsite. They exited the tent a minute later and went to take a piss in the woods only 20 feet or so from where I was. "We'll never tell," Mark said. "Agreed!" said John. After they went back to the campfire, I waited a few minutes, then noisily made my way back, announcing that I forgot my keys. They both laughed at me, as I went inside my tent to get them.I slipped my hand inside my wife's sleeping bag. She was still nude, her panties were missing, and when I slid a finger inside her, she was slick and open from my two friends fucking her. I couldn't stay, though, so I grabbed my keys and told them I'd be back. 45-minutes later, I got back and we had a few more drinks, but it was late and we all went to our tents.I slid next to my wife eagerly, but found she had her panties back on. Someone had visited her again after I left. "Oh well," I thought, sliding her panties down and pushing my overly-hard cock into her. I'll never know if they fucked her again when I was gone, but she was full of cum and loose as I fucked her. I would've cum so fast if she wasn't so loose and wet, but I was happy she was as I thought about her taking multiple cocks in her drunken state, and a few minutes later I added what was probably a 5th load to her pussy.***Jeannie never knew what a slut she was that night, she just thought I had fucked her in her sleep and never thought twice about it. Mark and John acted like nothing had happened, and we had an uneventful rest of the weekend as I thought about her unknowing infidelity.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57 |
sylvia2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/60/sylvia2.txt | Victoria had stepped out into the hall to use the restroom; she had tried to go back to sleep after her husband Ted had left for work but couldn't. She thought she heard noise coming from her son's room and walked down the hall to investigate.She indeed had heard sounds she knew as got closer to the door. She knew it was the sound of two people making love. She paused beside the doorframe wondering who the girl was that Ricky was entertaining in his room. Victoria was suddenly pissed, not because Rick was being promiscuous, but because he was getting it and she wasn't.Her sexual relationship with her husband hadn't been vital for some time now. The only relief she got was at the end of her own fingers, oh god how she longed for a big hard cock shoved up her cunt. She listened as the dampness between her legs increased, she could hear the slap of wet flesh against wet flesh and it was making her horny."Oh fuck baby it's so tight and hot," she heard her son say.Victoria's hand slipped under her panties and her fingers began to incite her clit. Her nipples swelled as she could see Rick's cock plunging itself into some cute teenage girl, god how she wanted that cock, or any cock shoved in her right now.She slipped her wet fingers into her pulsing passage and began to fuck her own pussy. God she wanted to see that cock of his...maybe she could. She eased up slowly to the door and then extended her head only past the frame. Oh god she could see his cock rapidly plunging in and out of some young girls sopping cunt.My god his cock was larger than his father's she couldn't see the girls face but didn't care. Her fingers began to match the rhythm of her son's movements, as he fucked. Victoria wasn't far from an earth shattering orgasm, she had been right; Rick did indeed have an erection the other morning when he hugged her. Victoria wondered now if he ever fantasized about fucking her or of her sucking that beautiful cock of his.Victoria leaned over just a bit more and received the shock of her life; the young girl Rick was fucking was her daughter Sylvia. They were kissing now, as Rick pumped his stiff, hard meat, into her tiny hole. Victoria came right at that instant; she moved away from the door her body weak, her head dizzy, she was completely confused now.Victoria entered her bedroom and threw herself into the center of her big king sized bed. She was angry, hot, and confused. She lay there unable to remove the image of her son's wet shaft fucking his sister's swollen cunt and it simply added to her frustration. Victoria began to fantasize that it was her lying beneath her son's hard driving cock, her pelvis thrusting urgently upward to meet his cock.She pulled out her top dresser drawer and snatched up the big black dildo she kept there. And returning to her bed began to envision her mouth surrounding her son's cock, as he ardently fucked her mouth. She continued to fantasize, as she rammed the buzzing device deep into her channel and sighed heavily with satisfaction.Faster and faster she moved the unrelenting monster into her sensitive organ. She conjured images in her mind of her son taking her in the ass, as she used her device on her other opening. She could hear him calling her his whore, slut, and bitch; she imagined she could sense his approaching climax. Then she recognized the shaking legs, as his body's announcement of his impending completion and knew his seed would soon fill her. She felt his first hot blast of seed just as she exploded around the device that was now deeply impaled in her convulsing cunt.Her orgasm ripped through her mind and body washing over her as a wave of deep intense satisfaction, it was her best orgasm in some time. Victoria Marie rolled over and escaped away into the swirling shadows of a restless sleep.***Sylvia and Rick made their way down to the kitchen to quench their thirst after they had finished their heated love session. He brushed her shoulder with gentle fingers, as he passed by her seat. Reaching out she grasped his hand and stopped him, then pulling him down she found his lips and, as her nails caressed the bottom of his chin, she kissed him. The pressure of her tender lips moving him to softness inside.Rick kneeled at the side of her chair where they necked momentarily, their youthful, ardent passion, flared bright in the first season of its new life. Their hearts burned, like two free flying twin comets, which brightened a single universe of common love.She paused, at ease, in a warm place in her heart as her fingertips lightly teased the form of his soft, pale lips. He, kneeling, gazed upon a creature beautiful that he'd never known before. There were no words of love shared between them; there was only the stillness and their respective awe of that sweet thing now borne between them. Their eyes drank a vision sweet, as one gazed upon the other, and their hearts were intoxicated with their own deep emotion for each other. Reaching across to clasp his hand after he seated himself at the table, Sylvia said, "I'm so sorry for the way I've treated you, I promise you it will never be that way again," both her eyes and voice, very soft as she spoke."You aren't the only one to bear blame dear sister, I too complicated the issues between us. It's so strange, but your not the same person you were two hours ago Sylvia," he squeezed her hand gently as he finished.She blushed, as she heard him speak, because she understood completely what he meant from her own experience, because she had the same thoughts about him. She knew that their relationship had undergone a profound change and would never be the same again, she also knew it would be far better than before."Would you like to shower with me Rick," she asked him smiling across the table?"I could use one right now," he said with a wide grin.Sylvia rose and stepped over to her brother's side; taking his hand she led him to the landing and up the stairs headed for the shower. She led him in and gave the door a slight shove, then turned and looked into his eyes.Her lips hungered for him, and he knowing so, teased her lightly, coaxing her forward to boldness. When she attacked he turned away, determined, she pressed her charge and bit him at his neck, and fed her raging lust.He moaned at the sweet invasion of her teeth and the thrill that roared through his mind at her touch. His cock now bulging was pressed tightly to the heat of her mound; seduced by the lewd movements of her wild wanton hips.Enraptured, he took her lips and used her mouth brutally, the energy of his bold probing made her body float and her lower lips blossom and blush."God Rick, I can't get enough... am I a slut," she gasped into his mouth."Yes dear, I'm afraid you are... and it pleases me a great deal," he replied.She giggled against him and it made him smile, it had been many years since that last happened. Sylvia undressed him in between hurried kisses and rushed gropes and the occasional low moan.She stepped back to admire her raven-haired lover, his broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, the chest and abdomen cut nicely, below a handsome face, he was cute she decided. Then she knelt to examine what she admired most of all, as she plunged her mouth down on his erect cock swallowing him nearly whole.She noticed, as she continued, that he didn't turn away or tease at this moment *smiling inwardly at the thought*."Dear sister, you have the most wonderful touch," he croaked!She mumbled an inaudible thank you and continued sucking, her fingernails wicked instruments of tease all about his thighs, ass, and sac as her mouth continued to plunder his sweet virgin cock. She sucked his cock like a hungry nymphomaniac and brought him to the very edge of sexual nova, then stopped. Pulling her soft warm mouth from his cock sent it into trauma, and deep emotional distress, over the loss of such a warm and wonderful user-friendly environment.He looked down with sadness, she, up with a smile and lust in her eyes, said shyly, "Rick, could we do that one thing you did to me in the shower again," her voice a mere whisper, her fevered eyes avoiding his.He nearly exploded with riotous laughter but checked himself, and held the affair to a wide grin, as he replied, "Yes my heart, whatever pleases you!" He knew from the brightness of that smile, she was indeed pleased."It could be, my love, that I've turned you into an anal slut," he teased."Yes, I know...are you ashamed of me my love," she asked quietly."No silly...I'm elated," he responded smiling boldly at her!She snatched a towel from the rack and placed it on the lid of the commode then placed her cheek against it. Then kneeling there, she slowly wiggled her ass from side to side behind her and hissed, as her anticipation blossomed right along with her nipples.Rick knelt behind her and raked his nails along both cheeks as she squealed. He bent down and kissed each in turn, then bit them all over while she groaned. His fingers sought the hard mass of her clit and caressed it tenderly, as she flushed hot and ground her body against them.Sylvia jerked sharply, when the hot, sharp tip of his tongue slipped into her dark opening, then shivered and gasped at this first onset of his invasion."Oh god Rick, it's so dirty, but I love it," she whimpered softly in front of him.Encouraged, he slid two fingers into the wet heat of her cunt, as the tip of his tongue continued to fuck itself deeper into her ass. Sylvia was beginning to writhe wildly and fuck back on his probing tongue loving the sensation of it. He slipped another finger into the soft, wet tissue of her pussy, and then fucked her rapidly there. She began to whimper constantly as the simultaneous invasion of both openings caused her lust to literally explode within."Once again her lust was her personified companion, leading her down the narrow trail to sexual nirvana. He whispered obscene, wicked things, to her mind and heart, and filled her minds eye with the most intensely lewd images of her brother taking her as she kneeled there." Rick pulled his probing fingers from Sylvia's clutching cunt and inserted them one at time into her ass to lubricate her. He made the same move several times before he straightened his body and prepared for entry. He placed the hot head of his cock against the tiny hole of her ass and felt the heat seep into its tip filling the thing with the rage to fuck."Yes baby... oh god, give it to me Rick!" she whined.Like a good quarter horse wanting to run, as it stands with quick breath, nostrils flaring, hoofs pawing at the earth, his cock too flinched, jerked, and weaved, urging its owner forward to the race.He pushed gently, after coating his cock from her abundant lubrication and its head slipped slowly inside. Rick felt the seductive heat of her ass beckon him forward into the tight channel of her cute ass. He played gently at her entrance, joyful in the touch of her hot flesh. She rocked her body against the pressure of his cock, as his fingers agonized her clit.Sensing she was ready he plunged the full length of his cock into the dark inferno in front of him, and shuddered with the pleasure of his entry, as his mind froze in pleasant shock. There was a sharp rush of breath exiting Sylvia's lungs when his cock was fully seated in her ass. She was rigid in front of him, a strong shiver rippling along her entire form as she whimpered with joy."Oh Rick fuck me... fuck my ass baby, make it hurt," she pleaded.Fuck her he did, with rapid deep strokes he beat his cock into the tight opening of her ass, when she cried he slapped the cheek of her ass making her flinch and hiss loudly."Bastard...I love you fucker!" she screamed.He smiled and smacked it again; he just adored the way it jiggled, and the multitude of sweet obscenities that exploded forth in front of him. She pushed back then and ground her ass against him in a tight circular motion, hissing like an animal as she fucked him.Rick reaching up grabbed her hair pulling her head back roughly toward him. With his other he reached under and squeezed her breast hard. Another bouquet of brightly colored profanities issued out of her passion-dazed mind.She was flexing against him with her ass and he knew he couldn't last much longer. Rick slapped her delicious cheek again loving her shivers with each bold stroke of his cock.She screamed shaking violently, her muscles clenching her lover's cock almost painfully, forcing his ejaculation like an endless fountain of fire deep in her ass. She screamed, he screamed and shot so much cum in her body that it ran down her legs in heavy trickles.When they were finished she turned and placed her arms over his shoulders looking deep into his eyes she said, "Thank you Richard that was wonderful."They necked fiercely as they showered together and toweled each other off when they were finished. Planning to rest in Rick's room together after getting refreshments downstairs.***Victoria awoke from her peaceful nap and paused to consider what she would do about her children's incestuous liaison. She was distracted by her thirst and decided to get down to the kitchen and get a drink of something to quench herself with.As she got closer to the last bathroom in the hallway she could hear sounds unrecognizable at first. But as she got closer she was amazed, as she recognized the sounds of a hot sexual union. She peeked in and was again shocked to see her daughter on her knees with her brother's cock stuck up her ass. She was screaming like a banshee but seemed to be enjoying it.It was all too much for poor Victoria to believe, as she watched once again her pussy wept, nipples expanded, and her mouth watered. She teetered off down the hallway mumbling to herself, bobbing and weaving like a drunkard, her hand on the wall for support. Victoria sat at the kitchen table drinking her wine her mental perspective much better now. Still not knowing how to deal with her current dilemma when her children both walked into the kitchen."Hi mom," they spoke almost in unison."Hello dears," she replied with a slur.They sat there in silence, each sipping refreshment focused on there own thoughts.Victoria looked across at her son and knew in her heart she couldn't blame him. He was doing what young men do, and he was a very handsome young man indeed. She admitted to herself to just a little jealousy toward her daughter for fucking him. Because secretly Victoria wished it had been her with his beautiful cock shoved deep in her pussy screaming through orgasm.Victoria had a meeting she couldn't, well, didn't want to miss while she really hated to leave at this time she couldn't miss her appointment. She stood up to go and walked to Rick's chair and paused."Give your mother a hug Rick," her voice soft and gentle as she spoke.Rick rose from his seat and placed his arms around his mother, he felt her arms tighten around him and found his cock directly adjacent to her hot cunt, Victoria then kissed him on the mouth grinding her pussy against him slightly and whispered in his ear that she loved him."I have an appointment I must keep children I'll be back in an hour or so, please be good while I'm gone," and with that she walked out of the house."That was strange," Sylvia whispered."Yeah really," Rick replied."Are you ready to head for your room lover," Sylvia asked smiling."You go ahead sis, I need to go to the store and pickup fresh batteries for my camera. I'll be back in about ten or fifteen minutes," he said as he moved to her seat and bent down to kiss her."I'll be here waiting for you Rick," she told him.Rick grabbed his camera and headed to the garage and his bike...mounted up and took off. It was a lovely day, bright but still cool and lots of big clouds in the sky. As Rick approached the little store he saw John's sleek red car turn and pull into the alley that ran beside it.He wondered what lover boy would be doing headed for an abandon parking lot, most likely to fuck some chick. Well that was worth checking out he decided. Rick turned and pedaled his bike down the narrow route to the old asphalt parking lot. There use to be a motel located there but it had burned down decades ago. They tore down the remains but left the parking lot intact.When he got closer he couldn't believe his eyes, that was his mothers car parked behind John's red one. He stopped his bike and got off at a safe distance and quietly crept toward the two cars.He could hear sounds but couldn't see anyone; his mother's black Chrysler showed signs of a slight rocking motion. Rick scrunched down and crept up to the side of the car for a quick peek. He couldn't believe what he saw when he looked in.There in the back seat was his mother her dress all the way up around her waist, legs splayed obscenely wide. Johnny Foster was there between them, banging the hell out of her.Rick ducked down again and loosened the strap wrapped around his belt that secured his camera. He turned it on and slowly rose up raising the camera to the bottom of the glass. He got a good frame in the viewer and fired and he kept firing until he had series of twenty photos or so. He had been lucky so far, but didn't want to push it beyond good reason so he slowly moved off in the direction of his bike. He got on pedaled away as fast as he could, shit he couldn't believe it his mom was fucking around on her husband. When Rick got back to the main street he paused to review the shots he'd got and they were good. There was one of John on the backstroke where you could clearly see his mom's pussy with John's dick hanging out of it. God she looked hot Rick thought, John was one lucky bastard.He went in and very quickly picked up the batteries and then got the hell out of the area. As he was riding home he couldn't decide what to do with this new information. Should he tell Sylvia, he wondered if maybe it would be a good idea to hold off on that for a little while.He put his bike up when he got home and took the camera straight to his room and placed it in a drawer out of sight. Then walked over and sat down beside Sylvia."Notice anything different?" she asked him.Rick looked around looking for something new but didn't see anything; he always hated it when women did that. It always made him feel stupid."No sis, what is it?" he asked."The bed silly, I made up your bed for you," she giggled."Oh, thanks sis," he told her smiling."What are you going to do about John, Sylvia?" he asked her."Would it bother you if I kept seeing him?" she asked."Well I guess not," he answered, which wasn't the truth.She smiled and took his hand, "I think you're energetic enough for me Rick, I'm going to cut it off with John," then raising up she pecked him lightly on the lips."Rick, I need to go out for awhile, I have decided to buy you a present and need to pick it up. I think your going to like this," she said smiling."Oh wow, I can't wait," he said.Sylvia kissed him again and headed for her room to change her cloths. Rick downloaded the photos of his mother and printed out a couple of the better images. As he looked at them he couldn't help but admire his mother's body. At 38 she was still a knock out sexpot, big firm breasts, full swelling vulva with a flat tummy above. With her long legs spread, as they were in the photo he could clearly see the shape and tone of her thighs, which was enough to make him hard in itself.When Sylvia's mother returned home she ask if she might use the car to do some shopping, Victoria gave her daughter the keys with a cautionary warning to be careful.Rick went to the kitchen to grab a cola after he heard his sister drive off, his mother was seated at the table with another glass of wine."Hi mom," he said upon entering."Hello honey," she responded.He leaned back against the counter and drew down a hard pull from the cola, then sighed."I know you're fucking your sister Rick, you must stop, the whole relationship... it's wrong honey," she said.If the ensuing silence held a feeling at all, Rick's was icy cold fingers in the middle of his belly.His mother rose and moved to stand in front of him her soft fingers found the side of his neck and caressed him. It produced a sweet warm sensation all over his body and set his cock to flinching in his pants."I don't want to take this to your father Rick, but you must give her up your feelings for her will only wind up hurting both of you," she told him."I love her mom," he said. As he watched to gage her reaction he saw a mist cloud her usually clear beautiful eyes.Victoria stepped closer to her son and placed her hands on the sides of his face and kissed him. She felt his hardness next to her hungry cunt and wanted him instantly. She felt Rick's groin push at her body and his cock dig into the crevice of her pussy, and she couldn't help but grind herself against it like some oversexed whore.It wasn't right, none of it was, but she was a lonely woman, left to herself for far to long. She couldn't help the urge she felt for her son, he was handsome and she was horny and her moral fortitude was just about gone.Her tongue entered his mouth, as his hands made love to her breasts, squeezing them firmly as she rode the hardness of his erection through his clothing. His hands dropped to her ass and forcefully pulled her body hard into his lurching cock while her lower lips swelled with her incestuous lust and her nipples hardened to a painful state of readiness.He continued to kiss her, as her hands fumbled with his zipper, when the struggle ended he felt her warm hand encircle his cock and squeeze gently. She tenderly stroked the thick mule-cock in his shorts and occasionally dropped her hand to squeeze his balls."Oh god baby I need this," she whispered.Victoria Morgan fell to her knees in front of the male body she had given birth to and took his cock in her mouth. She felt his body shiver with delight and heard his tense, strained moan above her, as her mouth worked on his beautiful firmness. Victoria went wild for his meat doing things with the cock in her mouth she never did with his father."Oh god mom it feels good," he moaned.She smiled, pleased that he enjoyed the sensation of her mouth around him. Her fingers began to lightly stroke the hard full sack under his cock; she ran her nails all around it delighting in its intense, hot radiance."Mom if you don't stop I'll come," his urgency very real in his voice."Yes baby come for mommy and fill her mouth with your delicious sperm," she hissed up at him.She knew his impending eruption by the swell of his cock in her mouth. She smiled anxious to taste his hot salty cum on her tongue. It leapt forcefully in her mouth and sprayed the back of her throat with his salty, musk. She squeezed his balls continually to help him and he inundated her cavity with a beautiful, tasty load, of his sweet sticky come."Oh fuck mother I love it!" he boldly cried out.Victoria smiled, his cry filling her with both pride and lust as she savored the scent and taste of his sperm. She devoured ravenously every drop of his bodies passion fruit offered to her mouth. And still she craved more of his precious fluid, she kept sucking him even after he was empty nibbling, biting, and licking the underside of his flaccid cock. Until at last, he reached down and forced himself out of her mouth."Are you ashamed of your slut mother?" she asked softly without looking at him.He took her hand and raised her from her kneeling position then pressed his lips to hers and placed his hand under her dress. He felt the tremendous amount of moisture her cunt had produced, as she sucked him...and my god the heat of her organ was phenomenal.She moaned as Rick slid three fingers into her swollen cunt easily and jackrabbit fucked her where she stood. Her kisses became wildly passionate, as her young son fist banged her hungry opening.Rick took her by the hand and she obediently followed him to the dining table where he leaned her back and pulled up her dress. He studied her between her legs as she laid there, his eyes adoring the rise of her fully ripe mound with its blooming lips and abundant moisture. Her eyes not touching his for fear of finding disapproval of herself there, Rick understood her uncertainty instantly. "You're a hot looking, sexy woman mother, and I'm going to enjoy fucking you, eating you, and telling you over and over again what a delicious looking slut you make under my body," he said boldly.She caught his glance after that and smiled at him as she began to unbutton the top of her dress. Bending down he sucked hard at the side of her neck, as his hand slid in between her thighs. His impatient finger flicking the hard flinching bud of her clit making her jerk her ass straight up off the table and toward his hand.He lightly slapped her thigh before squeezing her breast, as he continued manipulating her cunt. Rick rolled her slightly from one side to the other and smacked each ass cheek in turn causing her to gasp sharply before returning his attention to the swollen opening between her legs."Do you want me to fuck you slut?" he asked in his deepest voice."Yes sir," she replied softly."Where do you want me to fuck you whore?" he asked her again."In my cunt...sir," she replied."And with what do you want me to fuck you with my little come slut?" he asked before slapping her cheeks once more."Oh god baby, that hard beautiful cock of yours," she whimpered softly."Beg," he told her."Oh please sir, I'm so hot if I don't come I'll perish I know. Please fuck it for me baby and be as brutal as you want to, please fuck me hard... sir!"She saw his smile and knew she had pleased him, then reaching up she pulled him down to kiss him. She remembered when she and her husband had played games like this and how much she had loved it then."Please make mommy come," she whispered in his ear.Rick drug her to the very edge of the table holding her legs wide apart in his arms then he plunged his cock into his mother's cunt and watched as a look of joy covered her face. He fucked her fast and furiously, hammering her wet meat with all the strength and stamina he possessed.He called her filthy names and she delighted in the abuse, moaning and writhing beneath him with a demons need in her body. She came spouting words of adoration at him as she convulsed around his driving cock.He pulled her over the edge rolling her body over on its belly and spanked her ass as she moaned. Then plunged into her again and continued her fucking, he would reach under her and squeeze her breasts firmly until she lay shuddering under him, crying out with her pain. He slapped her ass again as he pumped her, calling her his slut. She enjoyed her abuse and frantically drove her hungry cunt back on his cock whimpering pathetically in front of him.At last Rick pulled out of her gaping cunt and shoved himself into her unprotected ass. She stiffened, arched her back and quivered as she cried out again. He fucked her ass as brutally as he had used her cunt and she loved it.She whispered that she loved him as she gyrated with a circular motion while he fucked her. In no time at all she screamed she was coming and ground herself back against his cock hard as she wailed her way through the waves of pleasure that overcame her.Victoria collapsed on the table winded and spent, her sons cock still lodged deep in her ass. Reaching back she gently caressed his stomach with her sharp nails feeling more satisfied than she could ever remember being. She carefully eased herself off his still erect cock and turned around to face him.There was peace in her eyes and love in her heart as she kissed her son. Her tongue making a quick entry into his mouth teased him only momentarily before releasing him."Mother needs to clean you up now Rick," she told him as she led him to the stairs and up to the shower.They showered together and she lovingly cleansed his entire body. When she was finished she turned him around with his back to the showerhead and kneeled in front of him. Beneath the warm running water she took his cock in her mouth again and proceeded to blow him once more. She sucked patiently until his weary cock began to buck in her mouth with the trauma of its need. Then with a wanton avarice he wouldn't have believed she still possessed, she ravenously devoured his seed again.She led him out onto the towel she had lain on the floor and began to dry his body. She paused when she arrived at his groin taking special care in that area of his anatomy. Before moving on to dry his legs she lifted his cock and pecked the head of it lightly. She handed him his boxers and T-shirt when she finished and smiled."Would you be a dear Rick and go down to the kitchen and pour me a glass of wine, I'll be down shortly?" she asked him.Rick kissed her lightly and headed out through the bathroom door for the kitchen. He poured his mother a large glass of Lambrusco and grabbed a cola for himself then seated himself at the table.His mom came in and sat down across from him and took a sip of her wine then reached across and patted his hand."So Do you still want me to give up Sylvia mom," he asked without looking at her."That's your decision to make Rick I'm as guilty as she is now, but I don't feel it. I love you son and if you feel that way about your sister then enjoy her, but be careful that you don't become a father before your ready.""Your one wild fuck mom, did you know I fantasized about doing that with you a long time ago?" he asked her.Victoria blushed, but at the same time felt a warm tingling below, "No I didn't realize you had a thing for your old mom," she said smiling now."You're not old in the first place, and secondly you've got an ass and tits equal to any woman I've seen, and you're prettier than most. I know about John mom I saw you guys in the back seat of your car earlier," he told her.Victoria was really a deep shade of red now; she lowered her head and tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry you saw that Rick, it was the first and last time. I'm just a slut," she whispered."You're not a slut mom, you're a healthy, sexy woman, too long neglected, and I'm glad you were."Victoria looked up and smiled at her son, in a way she was beginning to feel glad his father had ignored her too, because she now knew that she and her son would be lovers for a long time to come."Do you want to let Sylvia know about us or would you rather not?" he asked her."She will find out sometime anyway Rick it would be better to be up front with her, but I'll handle that son," she told him."I would like to sleep with you tonight mom, if that would be alright?""You won't get much sleep you know," she said as she smiled."I was counting on that," his grin, bigger than her smile."Now son I need a few things for supper, would you mind picking them up for me?" she asked him.He stood up and moved to her side, leaning down he pulled her head back and kissed her passionately on the lips, as his free hand fondled her large firm breast. She slipped her tongue into his mouth just as she moaned, her own hand snaking out to gently manipulate his sweet expanding organ.At the break Victoria whispered, "You had better go now son, before I find myself molesting you again," she told him giggling.He left her there feeling better and smiling, she was s beautiful and good woman and she deserved to feel good about herself, *he thought. * He jumped on his bike without even looking at the list she gave him and headed for their small local store.When he turned the corner he spotted John's red car parked out front and knew he'd be bumping in to him there. As he raced up the steps leading to the door John came through it."Hey Rick what's up," John said."Aw you know playing errand boy for mom," Rick told him."Got a call from your sister today, she broke it off with me, did she say anything to you about it?" he asked the younger boy."No she wouldn't talk to me about her private business we just don't get along that well anymore," Rick lied."Its not that big a deal she wasn't the only one I was seeing, you know that sweet little red head the next street over from you Jenny Smith? Well you can take it from me she's one hot babe," the older boy told him with a grin."Yeah, I know about her, Ted her son is in my gym class I've seen her a couple of times she doe's look hot," Rick replied trying to appear interested."Yeah, then theirs another hot older woman but you wouldn't know her she's not from this neighborhood," he smile was exceptionally wide as he looked down at Rick now.Rick knew John was really referring to his mother but let it pass."Well I've got to go Rick see you around later," then he waved and left.The guy was an asshole braggart, but the news about Jenny was a real wake up call. Rick thought about all that had happened in the last week and came to the conclusion as he stepped through the doors. "That every one was really two people, the regular guy everyone got to see and talk to." Then, there was this other guy that they only want certain people to meet, it was turning out to a crazy world after all.Rick collected the few things on his mothers list and paid the cashier. As he was peddling home his mind wondered back to Jenny and began to consider the possibilities.End [email protected]*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 60 |
afamilyaffair1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/afamilyaffair1.txt | Author's Note: Dear reader, I feel it is very important to express my loathing of abuse in any form. It may be difficult for some to image, but for me, reading and writing these types of stories is purely for therapy. Odds are that I am not alone in that department. It's like taking medication or performing important mental health exercises; it desensitizes me to something horrible that happened to me. It helps me cope. Someone once pointed out to me that others also may use them to refute urges that may result in someone getting hurt- a release. No one (ESPECIALLY CHILDREN) must ever be traumatized by forcing or coercing them into doing something they do not wish to do or something in which they are not ready. These stories are symbolic to me and (writing) is a form of art, pure and simple. It is for expression, discovery and therapy. Some sexual stories I enjoy in a sexual way- while others, like the one below, it is not so much arousing, but relieving. I have found that the graphic sexual details are vital for it to be effective. I mostly put myself into the victim's character. It may be difficult for you to understand, but it works for me. The things in my stories are symbols. NO ONE GETS HURT IN THESE STORIES. NO CHILDREN WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS STORY. If you find any form of real life abuse being performed on any children or anyone else, please help them immediately by any means necessary. If you wander into a child porn site, please report it to ASACP.com. If you have dangerous urges, please seek help from a physiatrist or a therapist as soon as possible. It will be kept confidential by law. If for some unimaginable reason you are not worried about destroying little helpless souls then at least worry about prison, how your family and friends will view you from then on, and being shunned for the rest of your life by virtually everyone. PLEASE, PLEASE NEVER HARM A CHILD!!! Sincerely, Art S Healing***A Family Affair - The Trilogy, Part 1- Show Off Some people would say that it's wrong that my daddy to still bathes me, if they knew, I mean. I am thirteen now, but it's not like I mind. Neither does my mother. She even walks in on us from time to time and treats the whole thing like it's no more bizarre than if I was a baby instead of thirteen years old. Daddies give their daughters baths- no big deal. But then again, she treats everything like it's supposed to be happening. It's been that way for as long as I can remember. If she doesn't care, why should I? After all, nobody in the house minds that he and my two brothers and my mom have been fucking my brains out since I was ten either.Even now at thirteen, puberty has just barely begun to take me, and I just had my first period a couple of months ago. It's not so bad, really. Daddy says that he loves that I look much younger than I am- nothing wrong with that. I'm a bit of a late bloomer mom says. My body is just about as narrow as when I was eight. I have almost no hips what-so-ever. My biceps and forearms are an equal match as to how thin they are. Daddy jokes that you could clean pipes with my arms. I always laugh at that. And I'm still waiting for the first signs of public hairs, but I'm not worries about it or anything. They'll sprout when they sprout. I'll probably shave them off once I get them anyway- just like my mommy.I finally started growing my titties not long ago, but they are so small that they barely even pooch out at all. It's like my nipples are just peeking out at the world, like emerging tiny cones of flesh. That doesn't seem to bother my daddy, though. Sometimes after my bath, he says that (somehow despite all of his soapy handed fondling) they still aren't clean, so he'll suckle on them. He'll lick, kiss and even lightly bite at my nipples. I love it when he takes a whole titty in his mouth and gently sucks. It feels so good and I get so wet between my legs. In the bath, he takes a long time making sure I'm clean all over. He never neglects my girl-slit either- not then and not now. He always liked to rub it and play with my little bumpy thing too, and one night he started fingering me. Not too deeply at first, but like most people, the more he got away with, the bolder he got. He said he wanted to make sure I'm clean up in there, so it had to be done. Eventually he even started peeing in my bathwater or directly onto me saying that piss is a natural moisturizer. He would do it to help wash the shampoo out of my hair too. I'd taste the strong, tangy piss as it ran down my face like a yellow waterfall, and I never complained. It tastes better than the soapy residue, anyway. He's always so thorough, even long after the suds washed away, he would still keep his piss going as long as he could, chugging beer after beer. Somehow it seemed so naughty that it made it fun. He's been pissing on me for years now, probably since I was a baby. One of the earliest times I can actually remember him doing it (I guess I was about four- maybe nearing five) mommy walked in on us and said, "What's going on here?""-Just getting all the shampoo out, honey," he replied, his raining pee stream still raining down on me unbroken. He was standing partially in the yellowing bathtub. It had almost no water in it and I sat in the middle of the tub like an island surrounded by beer-piss. Before he began peeing, I had watched his robe-clad body as he put one leg in the tub and kept one leg out, knees bent so that he was slightly squatting in front of me. I looked up in his eyes as he slung his robe all the way opened and grabbed his semi-hard dick. Next thing I knew, piss was jetting all over my face. And despite daddy telling mom he was "getting all the shampoo out", he was barley even hitting any part of my scalp. It was just my face. I had my eyes tightly shut, but I could hear mommy say, "Oh, okay," nonchalantly, like it was nothing abnormal. "Well, when she's finished with her bath, come down stairs. Dinner's ready." Daddy let me air dry for dinner. I didn't even get dabbed off with a towel first.I actually started liking pee-pee games more and more after that day for some reason. I think I started liking it all even better after that day mom walked in on us. It made me smile and the feeling of naughtiness was taken over by something else- something more erotic and arousing. Mom's casual acceptance made it even more gratifying for me- don't ask me why.I remember one night in our old house when I had gotten up to go pee. I toddled down the creaky hallway and stumbled inside the bathroom, leaving the door open. I think I was about five or six at the time- probably six. I seldom wore panties, so I just lifted my little nightie, plopped right down on the toilet and spread my legs out to go. I just looked down at myself as I trickled my little girl pee into the ceramic toilet bowl, softly kicking my feet back and forth, when I suddenly hear the hallway floor creak. My daddy came in, yawning. He was wearing only his blue boxers and I could see his semi-stiff cock poking out the unbuttoned fly in the dim light. I wondered why he wasn't using the small, private bathroom in his bedroom. It didn't have a tub, but it had a toilet. I can't stand bright lights when I've been asleep so I never did turn it on, and the only real light came from a faint nightlight a ways out in the hallway. Daddy apparently didn't like bright lights when he's half asleep either because he also left the bathroom light turned off. He just waltzed through the shadowy bathroom and held his cock right in front of me. He whipped it around in his hands for a second like he was starting its engine or something, and then started pissing all over me as I sat on the toilet like he didn't even know I was there. I didn't realize it until later, but I'm pretty sure he actually knew I was there even before that point and was just pretending. I probably woke him up when I came up. First of all, the bathroom wasn't THAT dark, plus his piss made no trickle sounds since it was all over my soaking wet nightie and not hitting the toilet water instead- which should have given it away. He started at my chest and worked his cock around in circles, drenching me in it. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there. I didn't even try to block it with my hands, not that it would have done much good. Then he sprayed it all over my face and head. Even MY daddy's aim can't be that bad. If I hadn't been in there it would have gotten everywhere, even the tank and the wall behind the toilet. Within seconds of him moving his cock around he had totally saturated me, he covered my frontal body and my entire face and head- everywhere. I looked down and saw tiny streams of daddy's urine traveling down to my bare pussy and thighs, trickling into the toilet bowl in rows of yellow dribble. He had his eyes closed- or at least they looked closed in the poorly lit bathroom, but then again I couldn't see very well because of the piss clouding my eyes. He continued to pee, and whether it was because I was still half asleep or because of some other reason I can't explain, as the piss shower continued, I opened up my lips as widely as I could and pressed my tongue out flat. This allowed some of it to roll into my mouth where I eagerly swallowed it down. The moment that I did, he seemed to especially target my mouth. By now I had to shut my eyes completely because the warm piss pouring down my face was really starting to sting, so I couldn't tell for sure at the moment, but I thought he even got at point blank range (as dad puts it) and poured it directly in my open mouth. I stretched my flattened tongue out impossibly far, tilted my head slightly back, and gulped it down as fast as I could, although excess piss drained out of my mouth like a warm waterfall. When he finally stopped, I felt him tap and rub the tip of his semi-hard prick over my lips and extended tongue like he was shaking and rubbing the last of it out. The he put in deeply in my young mouth and rolled it around, sliding it around the insides of my cheeks. He started shaking it like I often saw him do in the past after he went, rapidly tapping it on the inside, and I kept my mouth just the way it was for him. Yep, he had been at point blank range, all right. After that was over and he withdrew, I rubbed my pissy eyes as I swallowed the last remaining bits of daddy-pee down, and watched him turn to leave. I plainly saw his dick was bone hard- much harder than when he first came in. He stopped at the doorway and turned sideways so he caught the hallway nightlight better, where he wiggled and waved it in his hand a few times, bouncing it around. That's when he walked straight back to me like he had a purpose. I was still licking the piss from my lips when he started pumping his thingy really fast with his hand just a few inches from my face. I was just starting to wonder why he was doing that when he moaned and sprayed me with something besides pee. In just a few seconds, these globs of thick goo shot out of his pee-hole and plopped all over my pee-coated face. It tasted a little salty as it wormed down into my lips and joined the leftover piss in my mouth. I know it's twisted, but I liked it so much that I almost giggled. It seemed playful and silly. Also I've always liked salty things. Then he flushed the toilet and left me sitting there, wondering what just happened and horny as hell. I took off my urine soaked nightie and dropped it in the hamper, but made no attempt to clean myself up. I just went back to bed, naked, wet, and cum-faced. I jumped in bed and fingered myself until I came. I did it three times. Then after what seemed like forever, I fell back asleep and dreamed about it all night. I awoke the next morning crusty and stinking of pee. My pillow had seen better days too. Neither one of us spoke about it, but the very the next night when he was giving me a bath, he tickled my little kindergarten-age slit with his soapy fingers and wiggled it around. "Oh my, my... you are a big girl now, so we got to start cleaning out the inside better than ever before," he claimed. Then he jammed his pinky way up inside me and it hurt real badly. I never had anything up inside me until that day. I even bled a little. I started to cry, but daddy distracted me and I soon forgot all about it. A moment later, he had me stand up in the tub facing away from him, spread my legs out wide, bend over, and flatten my palms out on the lower wall along the bathtub. As my palms flattened against the wall tiles, I felt my shoulder blades involuntarily poke out as I instinctively arched my lower back. Now my ass stuck out more fully for my daddy and I did that part all without being told. He pried his index finger in my cunny and kept wiggling it around, telling me I was a good girl in his most soothing voice. It hurt at first until I got used to it, and soon I would peddle out an occasional whimper as I enjoyed the moment. That's when I glanced behind me and saw my brothers and my mother peeping in on me passed the partially open door. Mommy was staring at the perverted scene like an unreadable mannequin. Once we finally made eye contacted, she seemed to snap out of it. She opened the door the rest of the way, still in a daze, and said, "Honey, the boys have to go pee-pee now. It's almost bed time.""Okay," he said unfazed. "Go ahead, boys."As my daddy continued to openly finger fuck his own little daughter, I craned my head around and watched my two brothers (Jake who is three years older than me, and Billy who is two years younger) take turns pissing- my mom took their PJ bottoms all the way off, stood them up with their feet on the seat of the toilet, and held onto their tiny cocks for them. None of them took their eyes off of me and my dad for more than a second, even as she held their tiny peckers and aimed for them. "Go pee-pee now," she reminded them. Meanwhile daddy sawed his big finger back and forth in my taut cunt, which it hugged it so tightly I thought he might get it stuck. I grinned to myself as I saw daddy's rock-hard cock poking out from underneath his shorts like a desperate flagpole. I was finally starting to have a vague idea as to why it did that. He finger fucked me until I came right there with the rest of my family staring. I did it noisily and shamelessly, pressing my little bottom against daddy's pumping finger, forcing it in deeper.Although a dull pain did haunt me for the rest of the night and most of the next day, after that I was fine. He started doing that to me nearly every time after that and it never hurt like that first time again, so I loved it. I would rock my little hips and have orgasm after orgasm right there in the tub, although I didn't know the word for it back then. He also started doing it as he tucked me in for bed, often with our audience. The peeping from the rest of my family occurred almost as often as the fingerings themselves. In fact, if no one was already watching, I would often whimper out so loudly that somebody would surly come in and stare; usually all three. They might make up some stupid excuse as to why they were there, but sometimes they wouldn't. They'd just watch.When I was ten years old (although most people would still guess me to be eight and a half or nine back then) we moved out to the country, bought three medium sized mutts, and that's where we still live three years later. Ever since we moved, daddy seemed to enjoy bathing me much more than ever before. Being home schooled now (make no mistake, we are very well educated) my brothers and I don't have much to do, so we spend a lot of time together; as a family. That's when we all started to walk around barely clothed half the time, gradually shedding more and more of our clothes every so often until one day we were down to underwear, bath towels, skimpy sleepwear, or flimsy robes. Using the bathroom with the door wide open became a common occurrence too, including for my daddy and mommy. It was always a show too. If mommy was pissing, she had her legs spread out as far as they could go. She had started shaving her twat too, so you could see everything. We all became sexually fearless. Maybe we just no longer worried about being interrupted by some random salesman ringing our doorbell that far out in the middle of nowhere.Now dad and mom would fuck in their room with the door wide opened and eventually on the living room couch. At first it was after we'd gone to bed. Naturally my brothers and I would sneak a peek at them. They made it no secret as to what they were doing by a laying out a barrage of vocal and flesh slapping sounds. Soon they gradually took to openly sucking and fucking while we were all in the same room together, especially when they got drunk, and it was all as casual as a family breakfast. We'd be watching TV and suddenly hear a slurping sound. There was mom, sucking off daddy- her head bobbing up and down over his crotch or he'd be licking and smacking on her pussy. Then she might mount him, maybe spreading her legs wide open, facing us so we could see her cleanly shaven cunt in full view, and work it in, bouncing brazenly as she screamed out in ecstasy. Then she'd pump her body up and down on him as his hands guided her at the waist. Or sometimes daddy would push her back on the couch and mount her instead. Mommy would spread her legs and draw them back, "Fuck me, fuck me with your big cock," mom would shout like they were alone. She might even crawl on the floor until she was right in the middle of us kids, rear up into doggy style, and get pounded real hard by daddy's big prick. She'd yelp out wildly as she watched us staring at them, sometimes calling him daddy. Then daddy would start calling her strange names, like "Mommy-whore, cunt, fuck-hole, slut", and things like that.Since our new house is only a two bedroom and since daddy can't keep his art supplies down in the basement where it is too damp, that's where my brothers and I sleep. It's kind of cozy actually. My brothers both share a bigger bed and I have a single just a few feet away. Just after we moved down there, dad hung a clothesline, dividing the basement room in two, and dropped three veil-thin white sheets spread out over it, telling us it would give us some privacy- like any of us care about that. There were gaps so big that you couldn't help but to see through. They were bigger than our heads. Still, it's fun to pretend. Soon, even with all of the open sexual things going on, there appeared a mock privacy policy and we get mock punishments when we break certain rules. Like one day mom said that the bathroom door was broken somehow and dad took it off completely in order to fix it. He eventually said that he couldn't and that we also couldn't afford to put a new one on, so we'd just have to do without. Then whenever one of us kids is caught watching the other pee, or even just walking by and catching a quick glance, those kids would be "punished" by having them walk around naked for the rest of the day to teach a lesson about modesty. Peeping eyes are everywhere in my house. I still don't know what I liked more, having my family watch me walk around naked, staring flatteringly at my cunny, or getting to see my brothers walking around with their tiny boners sporting out proudly. It was funny, because just like me, everyone would sit with their legs spread obscenely wide, attracting no reprimanding from our parents. But then something even less sexual would set off an arousing punishment. Even when my brothers began to masturbate while watching my naked body it invoked no chastising, yet if they giggled because of a booby-shot on TV, they would have to do something sexually humiliating, like suck on their fingers to get them wet and then sticking it up their own ass. Often they would take it upon themselves to jack off when being made to do this, and mom and dad wouldn't say anything about that. They would watch them beat their cocks and just act like it was perfectly normal.That brings me to when I got my first cock; or should I say cocks. I remember the first time when my big brother Jake, (who is sixteen now) and my little brother Billy, (who is about to turn twelve) were caught peeping at me through a slit in the sheets separating our beds. This was three years ago, when we first moved, so I had just barely turned ten at the time. That would make Jake thirteen and Billy was about eight. That's when things got really interesting.That night I really instigated the peep show happen by mumbling to myself that I couldn't decide on what to wear to bed, knowing that with only the thin sheets pulled across the room, my brothers could easily hear me. I knew they already watched me get dressed and undressed on a regular basis, but this time I wanted more. Anyway, I was naked and kept bending over with my legs spread out unnaturally wide during my ongoing search for night-clothes. I finally grumbled that I may as well not wear anything since I had nothing clean anyway. Okay, that wasn't true, but who cares? They were as quiet as the air around us, so I knew they were watching. Why not give really them something to look at, right? We'd seen each other naked many times before and they even watched me get fingered and stuff, but this was a new game and that made it all the more exciting. Instead of obstructed angles by all of my daddy's finger-fuckings, I was putting it all out in plain view for them with no grown-ups around. I climbed onto my bed on my hands and knees with my little girl cunt-hole facing them and made a bogus attempt to turn down my covers. I was only about two or three feet from them and they could have easily touched my cunt if they wanted. My bed was really close to the great curtains of privacy. As I pretended to struggle with the cover sheet, I felt my tingling pussy getting warmer and wetter by the second and so I spread my knees out even wider, arched my lower back and leaned towards them, aiming my ass straight at the wide slit in between the two sheets. It was only inches away now and I knew they could see my pussy and asshole clearly, as it was well lit in the basement. I heard them giggle and whisper something, so I turned it up a notch by dropping my front half down to my elbows as I pretended to tug at the corner of my bedspread. Hmm, it was so strange that I still couldn't quite get it. My loins burned with lust now and I was aroused beyond words. I was dying for them to touch me. Stick their fingers in me or rub my little bumpy like daddy would do as he gave me a bath. I was considering masturbating for them when I heard my dad yell out, "What do you boys think you're doing?" -Busted.Before I could move, he yanked the sheet-curtains aside and saw me in my naked, slutty position. I looked at him over my shoulder. He was wearing his red robe, mostly opened in the front and his partially inflated cock was poking out at me. He wasn't even wearing boxers or anything. The robe was so loosely tied and so widely parted, that he may as well have completely naked. He sure was quiet coming down the stairs- or maybe we were just distracted."So, I come down to tuck you in and what do I find? You boys spying on your sister. Well, now she can spy on you. Take off your PJ's. Now!"We all knew he was playing one of his mock punishment games. They didn't hesitate to do as they were told, and they did it with smirks. They had little hairless boners (unless you count a tuff of light peach fuzz over Jake's cock) which pointed straight out at me, and as I stared back and forth between my brothers' erections, I saw my daddy's prick was swelling up fast. In just a few seconds it had sprung up, bending in the middle like it was watching everything along with my dad. Of course it was not the first time I had seen it in a well lit area. Especially since he took the bathroom door of the hinges, walk around in his boxers with its single button undone and his hard-on popping out boldly- plus all of mom and dad's fucking. So you can imagine how many times I had seen his cock before, but that night in the basement somehow seemed like it was almost the first time. Maybe it was because this time he wasn't wearing boxers or anything. I got a good long unobstructed look at daddy's big, hard prick and dangling balls while he just stood there. He wasn't just walking by me after a piss or slamming mommy's puss with it. His cock is probably just over six inches long and pretty thick. Both of my brothers' small cocks were dwarfed by it. Then my daddy put his fists on his hips as if he were angry and said, "How do you guys like being stared at naked? Now your sister can see YOUR things- your goddamned cocks," and as he finished his sentence, he boldly grabbed both of their hard dicks. Maybe it was the shock, but it wasn't until that moment that I realized I was still poised for a rear entrance fucking. My mounds were slightly open from my wide spread legs, and that thought gave me a huge thrill. They could all plainly see my tiny fuckhole- not just my mounds. And all seemed to really like looking at it. Even as my dad continued to chastise the boys, his eyes never left it. My brothers had grins they seemed to be trying to conceal, and as for me, I was ripe for the picking. Still holding their little boy cocks, daddy said, "What were you two doing while you watched her? THIS I bet," and he started jerking both of them off really fast at the same time. They both stiffened their bodies and my big brother Jake slightly pumped his hips in sync with the jerk off session. All the while they were all glaring at my glistening ten year old cunny. I couldn't take it anymore- I was so horny. On instinct, I turned over and spread my legs out wide, with my knees curled up almost to my shoulders. My pussy was so hot and wet and I couldn't help but masturbate right then and there. I switched back and forth between banging myself with my finger and twiddling with my clitty. Then Daddy released them and said, "Wait a minute, was she teasing you? Did she show you her slutty little pussy right here?" He reached over to me and rubbed my wet slit-hole vigorously while I was concentrated on tickling my clit. "Just as I thought. Her cunt is all wet. That means she's horny." He kept rubbing me as he talked. "What a little whore. Well, that's not fair. Go ahead and fuck her boys. Get some relief. I didn't know your slutty fuck-toy of a sister was teasing you. This is all her fault. Go ahead and fuck her."No problem; I don't mind being the one in trouble now. Next thing I knew, my big brother mounted me. You didn't have to tell him twice. After watching mom and dad fuck, he knew what to do. I felt him press his young cock inside my tight tunnel and a burst of pleasure flooded my body. It was better than daddy's finger. It felt like it belonged there. So I mewed out as he began to awkwardly pump me hard and fast. There was no working his way up to speed, he just went at it. I began to rock my hips, trying to time myself with my thirteen year old brother's plummeting, just like I had watched mom do with dad so many times."Honey, get down here!" shouted dad. We never even slowed a little and within seconds my mom trotted down the basement stairs and stood beside him, looking shocked. Her hair was wet and she was wrapped only in a humble towel. "Look at what I found, babe. Apparently our sons are little peepers and our daughter is a horny slut."Mom shook her head, "It doesn't surprise me. I always knew she would be a whore someday. They're really fucking like pros, huh?" "Yeah, so what should we do?" asked daddy."Just let 'em go at it, I suppose. Since our daughter is such a fuck-slut, she's going to fuck them no matter what we do. We can't keep an eye on her all the time."Daddy nodded, "Yeah, well, maybe we should all sleep in the same room from now on. We can keep a closer eye on them that way.""Good idea," agreed mom.As they spoke, neither one of our parents took their eyes off the incestuous fuck going on in front of them. I couldn't see my little brother from my vantage point, but I'd bet anything he was watching too. The slapping sounds traveled the air along with the musky-sweet smell of youthful sex. Seeing my parents' frivolous reaction, I felt more comfortable and empowered, and I began to whimper out even louder."Well, boys will be boys," said daddy as he casually folded his arms across his chest, his boner still sprung out like a steel pipe. "We can't blame them. You have to expect boys to try and fuck any pussy they can- even their sister," wagging a finger in the air, he declared, "But it's up to the girl to stop them.""That's true dear, but since she's a slut, she's going to spread her legs for every cock that comes along, I'm afraid. Whores like her do that. There's not much we can do about it. She's a cock-loving slut.""True. But when their finished, I think we should punish all of them. We don't want them to think we condone this."Still staring at us, mom agreed with a nod and a quick, "Mm hmm. I couldn't agree more."I was just starting to feel an orgasm build, when my big brother grunted and I felt something warm spurting inside me. After slowing to a stop he stepped off of me and I looked at my baby brother expectantly. I was ready for more and everyone knew it. He was just playing with himself until dad said, "Well Billy. Go ahead. You may as well enjoy it while you can, 'cause you're going to get punished soon."Little Billy climbed on top of my body and quickly rocked back and forth, but his cock was too tiny to really have much of an effect on me. Mom and dad seemed to notice my lack of enthusiasm, unlike with Jake, and dad said, "No boy, move aside. You're not doing it right."Billy got off me and daddy stepped up in his place. I watched his hard prick as he lined it up to the entrance of my cum soaked, little girl twat. "Watch and learn," he stated clinically as he latched onto my hips, pressed his big prick forward and squeezed it inside my tiny, slick hole. I groaned out at its girth and grabbed the bedspread, curling and twisting what I gripped within my little fists. I felt so full, like I was going to burst, but my legs still remained willingly spread. He worked his cock in and out as he looked to my little brother, who stepped closer. I looked at my mother and older brother whom had already closed the distance between us at some point- getting right next to us on the bed. I loved being the center of attention. Daddy grunted and slowly rocked his hips, saying, "Like this, boy." I was really enjoying it after I got used to it. Then he started to gradually pick up the pace. He went faster, leaning over me. Faster. Faster. His sweat trickled down onto my face in tiny splatters and soon I felt his bouncing balls rapidly slapping against my asshole while the pounded mattress squeaked in unison with our incestuous fuck. I however, was way louder than the squeaking."Now watch your father closely boys, he really knows how to fuck a whore," said mom. "Look at your slutty sister getting off on this. You can really learn a thing or two. Not that we condone this."If I was whimpering with Jake, I was virtually screaming out with my daddy. His flexing ass began to really punish my ten year old twat with pleasure, and while I did wish that daddy's cock was at least a little smaller, I instantly felt in love with it. When he began to roughly lick, suck and bite at my tiny nipples as he fucked me, I thought I was going to die from too much pleasure. He started sucking and licking along my neck and face to, and it felt so animalistic and primal. I suddenly found myself mimicking things I had heard my mother say while she got fucked by this virile buck. "Oh god, fuck me... yes... fuck my cunt... fuck my god damned pussy... oh daddy, fuck my cunt with your huge cock..." "You fucking cocksucking slut," shouted dad. "You tight little fuck-rag! I'm gonna cum in you, you goddamned bitch... you fucking whoooore... you hear me... I'm gonna blow my load up your little girl cunthole..." As he talked dirty to me, I came so hard that I lingered on the verge of passing out completely. My moist pussy walls clenched and pulsated, finally exploding like some kind of grand finale. My eyes rolled up and I threw my head back, somehow managing to lift my knees even higher, taking him as deeply as my preteen cunny would allow. "Oh fuuuuuck!" I screamed out, "Fuck my cunt, daaaaddy..."Then daddy roared out like a maddened, wild beast as he blasted my tight cunny with his hot paternal juices, and for a time, I felt like I was just floating in and out of consciousness. "Wow. Your sister's a real little whore," said mom. She reached in between us and toyed with my clit under the guise of checking out the situation. "Let me see," she felt around where daddy's cock was forcing my pussy opened. "It feels like his in there pretty good. I sure don't hear any complaints from your slut of a sister. What a little whore. Can you believe she's getting off on her own father like this, boys? I don't know- it feels like he's up her pussy, but maybe his cock slipped and went up her ass instead. Jake, let me see your finger..." He held it up for her and she took it into her mouth, sucking it like a cock for a few seconds. "There, now it's nice and wet. Stick it up her ass and make sure your daddy didn't slip up into there accidentally, would you dear?"I couldn't see Jake's face, so I don't know if he was smiling or what, but he did as he was told. It took a few attempts to steady it in with the constant pounding, but slip up my ass it did. He screwed it around and I really began to shriek out. It was all so overwhelming."No," said Jake, "dad's cock isn't up there.""Good," said mom. We don't want it to slip up in there though, so why don't you just keep your finger there.""Okay, mom," he said as he wiggling it around, but combined with daddy's thrusts, it felt like it was sawing me as much as dad's dick. Meanwhile, mom went back to playing with my clit. I couldn't believe how good everything felt. It was so surreal and I began to swear again, adding to the decadence."Oh God, fuck... daddy fuck me... don't stop... pound me with your big prick, God damn it... fuck my slutty cunt..." "Just listen to all that bad language," said mom. "She's going to get punished extra for that." I didn't give a shit. I barely even heard her say that through my ringing ears. Beside, the punishment that followed was even more enjoyable than that first fuck I had just gotten from my daddy. Or at least it was kinkier. That's when my life got really wild- especially since they let the dogs in the house during my reprimand. To be continued?The author did not supply an email address so if further parts are not forthcoming, there is no point in asking the archive staff for them.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 69 |
mywife3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/26/mywife3.txt | Since I decided to take the day off from work, I spent most of the day cleaning the house. I wasted no time tackling those dirty sheets in my daughter's bedroom. Honey would be home from work soon and we had a great deal to talk about. I cooked dinner tonight and waited for my wife to return home. She was now more than three hours late and I wondered if Honey was meeting with Mr. Howard tonight.Minutes later I heard the front door close, and it was Honey as she walking over to kiss me. Honey had a look on her face as if she had a rough day. I told her we had many things to talk about and she responded with having many things to explain to me. She first reassured me that she loved me very much and was deeply sorry if I was hurt for what she had done last night to land that big contract.Honey and I have had a very trusting and loving relationship since the first day we met in college. We never tried to hide anything and we believed in being completely honest with each other. I first told her my concern about her getting pregnant by Mr. Howard and asked Honey if she had done anything to prevent it. Honey said that was one of the reasons she was late coming home from work tonight. Honey had called her girlfriend that happened to be a doctor to see if she could get a prescription for a pill they called the morning after pills.I asked Honey if she was able to get them and she responded shaking her head yes but didn't get to the drug store yet to pick them up. Honey explained that she had so many hours to take them so she would have to pick them up before the drug store closed tonight.Honey than grabbed me by the hand and lead me over to the sofa. Honey asked me to set down as I did she sat herself on my lap and put her left hand around my neck and kissed me. Honey than began to tell me everything that was going on with signing the contract with Mr. Howard. Honey had told me she had been meeting with him over lunch for the past few weeks. It started out with a few other members from Honey's agency, than as things were getting down to the nitty-gritty, her boss had told her to do it alone because he felt that Mr. Howard felt comfortable with her.Honey said she knew Ray was coming onto her the last couple of meetings. Honey told me about something Ray had said. We were referring him as Ray now and not Mr. Howard. Ray had told Honey about a dream he had about meeting a beautiful white blonde woman and falling in love with her. Honey had said they were so wrapped up in getting this contract signed that she didn't have the nerve at that point to tell him she was a married woman. Honey told me about listened to everything Ray had to say about her and she felt trapped because she was afraid of losing the $25,000 signing bonus she would receive.I put my hand around my wife at that point because she was starting to cry. Honey told me that when she was invited for dinner by Ray and asked to return to his place for a cocktail, and it would be totally out of the question. Honey felt she would be very safe here with me that night.At that point I asked Honey how she than ended up sleeping with Ray as she did. Honey had told me how she felt that things were getting out of hand. When she walked into our bedroom to speak to me, I was asleep, which was very true. Honey said she had more than a few drinks and let everything get the best of her. She than told me how sexually excited Ray had got her sitting on the sofa and gently touching her. In addition to the fact how sitting on the sofa with some handsome black gentlemen that was telling her how special he felt she was.Honey started telling me about a fantasy she had for years and we had talked about it. She always wondered how it would be to have sex with a black man. Honey and I talked about that fantasy many times while making love but it never went any further than just talk. Honey once said that she would be excited to have a muscular tall black man make love to her while I watched. I too had said I found it exciting and we always would end up having the hottest sex. I couldn't help getting hard at this point myself and Honey had found me hard herself and started to stroke me through my pants. Honey loved me very much and I loved her. I could understand why she felt so trapped and felt she had some sort of obligation with Ray or at least in her mind the way she said she felt so sorry for him.I started kissing my wife and I pulled the sweater off she was wearing. Honey had on a black brassier which made her mounds look ready to spill out. I gently kissed my way down to her cleavage and started to lick little circles until I undid the hooks on the back and let them fall free. Honey pulled my head into her breasts as I continued to kiss my way around her beautiful globs. I noticed Honey's breasts were bitten just about everywhere from last night.I didn't have time to think much about it as Honey started to free my belt and zip down my pants. Honey told me to get them off and I stood up and they fell to the floor. Honey started on the buttons of my shirt as I pulled her skirt down her legs.Honey had one of her sexy garter belts on with no panties. Honey pushed me down on the sofa and straddled my legs as she sat on my lap facing me. Her arms were around me as she kissed me again telling me how much she loved me. With my hands on her hips I started to work my left hand around the front to guide my stiff rod inside my wife.I was hard as a rock as Honey moved her little bottom around on my lap begging her to screw her. I put the palm of my hand down over Honey's mound as I began to slowly stroke my wife's pussy. She felt very wet as I gently slid a finger inside her pussy. The lips still felt puffy and swollen and thought she must be still sore from all the screwing Ray had given her.Honey kept pushing her way down toward my shaft as I took my hand and guided it to the entrance of her pussy. Honey was so wet, and it slid in very easily. I could tell right away Honey didn't feel as tight as she normally did. She had been stretched from Ray's huge shaft last night and I wondered if my wife would tighten back up in time.Honey seemed so wet tonight as I held her hips while she rotated her little round butt down on my shaft. Honey continued to kiss me running her tongue inside my mouth. I thought to myself how lucky I was to be married to such a beautiful woman. I knew in my heart she was thinking of our family when she was with Ray.Honey arched up to push her breast into my face and I knew she wanted me to lick them. I kept looking around and seeing these little red bites on her breasts thinking about what a nice time Ray must have had with my wife. I glanced down to see my wife's little tummy grinding away in little circular motions and further down I could see her pussy working hard on my shaft. I noticed something else around Honey's mound that looked like a tiny little black spot. I kept staring at the area until I could finally make out what it was.It read something like a little tattoo on the side of her pussy mound. I strained my eyes a little and it read, Ray's pussy! Honey I said, what's on your pussy. Honey said Ray was fooling around with an ink pin last night and wrote that on her. She said she meant to wash it off and forgot it was there. Honey said she was sorry and we kissed again.Honey kept grinding her pussy around my shaft determined to make herself orgasm. Just as I was thinking just that, Honey began to shake like a wild stallion. Honey kept telling me to push harder which I did and I felt her pussy began to shake as Honey let out a scream she was there.I couldn't hold back any longer as I released my load inside my wife's pussy as I continued to stroke it inside her. I could feel myself getting soft and my sperm oozing back out around my pole as it slid out of Honey's pussy. Honey collapsed on my lap as we just sat there trying to gain back energy. I just kept my arms around my wife as we just sat still for what seemed like half an hour. Honey than kissed me again as she sat herself down on the sofa next to me as I held her in my arms.I told Honey I understood about last night and wanted to know if she had seen Ray today. Honey said yes, they had lunch together and talked about the contract. It was signed and presented to Honey's boss today. Ray made it clear that Honey was to remain on the account otherwise he made a clause that the contract could be broke at anytime Honey was taken off the account.Honey than told me she still had the problem of Ray wanting to take her out this Friday night as a celebration of her signing the contract. Honey said Ray was making it clear he wanted to continue to see her. Honey told me she would tell him she couldn't even if it meant losing the whole deal. Honey looked at me for advice and what to do about the whole situation.Honey said Ray wanted to take her dancing this Friday at a club in Tampa. He wanted to introduce me to his best friend. I asked Honey what he planned after that and she said we could just drive back here and spend the evening by the pool and have a couple drinks. I mentioned to Honey what Ray had said to me last evening about someday soon he was going to ask her to marry him. Honey laughed at what I said to her. I told her I knew it was funny but he wasn't joking. I told Honey I felt Ray meant what he said. He told me he was falling in love with her.Honey just stared at the back of the sofa for a moment to catch her thoughts. She told me she would have to find someway to change his mind about her without jeopardizing business. We took a shower together and ate the dinner I had fixed for us this evening. We had a lovely evening together. I think both of us were thinking about the mess we were in with Ray. I knew Honey liked Ray and there had to be some sexual attraction, as we feel asleep holding each other in bed I thought about that writing on Honey's pussy mound and remembered it was still there when she got into bed.The next morning we both got up at the same time getting ready for work. I kept thinking to myself that I forgot to do something. I just couldn't figure out what it was. Honey was drying her hair as I walked up behind her and kissed the back of her neck. She turned to kiss me back on the lips and smiled. We were both running a little late again. Honey kissed and hugged me on our way out the door telling me she loved me. Honey mentioned a big meeting this afternoon but should be home on time and she would see me than as she got in the car and drove off.It was right after lunch I got back to my office and sat at my desk and started to think about Monday night and everything that happened. I started to think about the writing on Honey's pussy mound that said, Ray's pussy.Than I remembered what I'd forgot. Honey was supposed to get to the drug store last night to buy those pills she mentioned. The morning after she called them. I needed to call her right now.I dialed her office and the receptionist told me they were having a meeting during lunch but she didn't have a number. So I tried to call Honey's cell phone and got her message instead. I left a message telling Honey to call me right away, and it was important.I decided I would look on the internet and try to find out some information concerning the effectiveness of those pills. I learned they had an 85% chance of working if taken within 48 hours and it drops down to 58% after 48 hours. After 72 hours they are not going to work. I had to hope Honey had taken them sometime during the day since it was getting close to the 48-hour period.Why couldn't Ray have had a vasectomy like me?I had a very long day at work, pulling in the driveway around six opening the garage door. Honey wasn't home yet, so I made my way into the house. I noticed the message waiting flashing on the phone so I hurried over to check to see who it was that called. Not recognizing the number, I listened for the voice.It was Honey telling me she was in Tampa having a meeting with another firm and would be home late. Honey said in her message that she would have called me earlier but the battery in her cell phone needed to be charged. She said she loved me and would see me later. I thought to myself, what else could go wrong today.I walked into the kitchen thinking to myself and wondering if Honey had taken the pills. Than I noticed what looked like a prescription near the sink. My heart sank at that moment as I read the date and name of the doctor. I rushed out the door with the prescription in my hand and made my way down to the drug store.Once back home I looked over to see if Honey had called while I was gone. The light was flashing again. It was Honey, and I listened to the message. Honey said she would be done around nine and would be coming straight home from the meeting and told me she loved me again.All I could do was think about these pills until Honey got home tonight so I decided to make dinner. I sat down because I wanted to read the little booklet the druggist had given me with the pills. I wanted to see what side effects there maybe by taking these pills. Everything I had read on the internet was here including side effects that may occur. There where six pills, you had to take one followed by one more.The phone rang again so I rushed over to answer it hoping it was Honey. I picked up the phone, and it was Ray. He asked to speak to Honey and I told him she wasn't here at the moment and could I take a message. Ray told me to forward the message that it was nice seeing her this morning and looked forward to their dinner date on Friday. Ray was very polite and said he wanted to get Honey something for Friday evening to wear. Ray asked me what her favorite color to wear might be. I told him she mostly wears black or red.I figured he was going to buy her a dress or something when he mentioned he was on his way to a famous lingerie shop and wanted to pick out something special.Ray told me he thought I was a really nice person and Honey was lucky to have a brother around to take care of her like I did. He had asked me if I had children because he noticed some toys around the house. I told him I was divorced and the kids are here on weekends. Ray said he would ask Honey to spend the night in Tampa if I wanted to be alone with my kids. I told him they were with Grandparents for the summer.Ray than mentioned he would like to spend the evening alone with Honey and appreciated the way I had given them freedom of the house the other night. Ray was telling me in his own way he would like to see me get lost again. I really wanted to tell him at this point things were going too far and Honey was my wife.Ray went on to explain what he said about asking Honey to marry him someday and wanted to know how I felt about interracial marriages and how would I feel about having a black brother-in-law. Ray told me Honey was a fine-looking woman, very sweet and compassionate. Ray told me as a matter of fact she was the best lover he had ever been involved with.Ray told me my sister was going to be better off financially because his company was planning on giving Honey a surprise signing bonus of $250,000 and made it clear that he had everything to do with it himself. I told Ray I would relay the message to Honey when she came home.Honey made it home just after eleven because it was a two-hour drive from Tampa and she looked exhausted. Honey gave me a hug and sat down. First, I told her about were the pills and Honey had a worried look on her face. I told Honey I picked them up today for her and she could take one when she was ready.Honey looked at her watch and said the doctor told her to take them as soon as possible because there was only about a 58% chance of them working at 48 hours. Honey than explained what the doctor had said if she were already pregnant and how it would cause harm to a fetus and not abort the unwanted pregnancy. Honey started to cry and she didn't know what she should do now. I gave my wife a hug and tried to comfort her. I told her I felt she should not take them for that very reason. I told Honey we would deal with it somehow. I than told her Ray had called and told her everything he had said including the bonus. Honey said she found out today about the extra money. Honey said she was willing to call Ray and she would explain to him she was married. I told her not to panic yet, we didn't know for sure if she were pregnant. She agreed, telling me she had been sexually excited the other night with Ray but didn't imagine we would get into the mess we were in now.I let her know it would be all right and I loved her very much. I told her to go ahead with plans for Friday with Ray. Honey said she could handle Ray and wouldn't let things go any further. Thinking to myself, we had to find someway to get ourselves out of this situation. It was Friday and Honey and I both got home from work early. Honey was just getting out of the shower when I walked in the bedroom. Honey removed the towel and I noticed the writing Ray had done was still on my wife's pussy mound. I assumed it would wear off in time. Honey walked out of the bedroom dressed for her date with Ray tonight. It was hot this evening and Honey picked out a red dress with black heels. Honey's dress showed a touch of cleavage and fit tight showing off every curve. It was sleeveless and looked like a stretch material. It highlighted her breasts and the curves of her hips as they flared out along with her tiny waist.Ray made plans to pick Honey up here tonight so I'd have to play the brother routine again. I think Honey was just as nervous about this date tonight as I've been. We were both worried about getting Ray upset right now. I think we'd have to play along for a while longer to insure the bonus was paid.The door bell rang and honey walked to the door and greeted Ray. I could see Ray kiss Honey on the lips as his hands went straight for the cheeks of her rear. Ray said hello to me and didn't waste anytime asking Honey if she were ready to go. Honey grabbed her purse and started to walk over and kiss me and caught herself just in time. Honey said she would see me later as they walked out the door. Ray looked back and gave me a little smirk as he walked out the door with my wife.Continuned in part 4... |
encountr.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/18/encountr.txt | It had been a pleasantly warm spring day, the kind of day that provides a nice hint of the warm summer weather that will soon arrive. It was the kind of day that encourages women to once again wear short skirts and revealing blouses. I had spent the day taking care of personal business and now faced the prospect of a two-hour drive home. It was about five-thirty on Friday afternoon and I dreaded facing the rush hour traffic that was building a wall on the freeway.I began to think of reasons not to join the highway crowd. I was in no hurry to get home, it would be hot on the freeway, I felt a need to relax - maybe waste a little time, etc. I then realized that I was not too far from the only adult theater in the area.It is an old neighborhood theater that doesn't have the seedy qualities that seem to be associated with some adult theaters. I had been to this theater a few times over the years and decided that watching a little big screen sexual fantasy would beat watching brake lights flashing on and off in front of me.Walking into the lobby, the theater looked unchanged from my last visit a year earlier. Well almost unchanged. My previous visits had been greeted by a skinny, longhaired youth sitting behind the candy counter selling tickets and feeding videocassettes into the player. (The theater had abandoned real movies in favor of big screen video long before I discovered it.) The youth had been replaced by a woman.I suppose it would add to the story if I told you that she was barely eighteen, with long blond hair and a knockout figure. Sorry about that - I have to be honest. She was about forty, very average looking, and as she stood up to take my money I could see she was rather heavy. She was about five foot four with big hips, big ass and very big breasts, which she seemed to enjoy showing off.I smiled and mentioned that it was nice to see a woman working at the theater and she probably got a lot of offers of dates from the horny old men that come in. Her response was a glare and a curt, "Yeah."Stepping through the doors into the auditorium was stepping from day into night. I couldn't see a thing. I stood to the side of the door to wait for my eyes to adjust. On the screen a naked young brunette knelt in front of an older man. She had his soft cock in her hand, rubbing it over her oversized silicon tits. The camera closed for a shot of her hard nipple and the tip of his cock rubbing around it. I could see the wet splashes of cum on her and realized I had probably just missed the `cum shot on the tits' scene.I felt something brush against the front of my pants. It was very gentle, almost unnoticeable at first. I knew of course what it was. In this theater, there is a standing area behind the last row of seats. Guys congregate there to have their cocks played with or to play with a cock. You could suck or be sucked there in the shadowy light from the distant screen.My horny juices started to flow. I watched as the girl on the screen slowly licked the soft cock into life. I saw the limp cock stiffen in response to her tongue. I felt a strange hand become increasingly bold as it felt around my crotch and discovered my cock. I could feel the stranger's excitement as he felt my cock beginning to thicken and straighten.I had no intention of getting a blowjob from a guy or even of letting him jack me off. But I didn't mind him rubbing my cock. I knew he could feel my meat throbbing, could feel it stiffen. The attention, even from another guy, fed that bit of exhibitionist in me."Take it out," a hoarse whisper pleaded. "Your cock feels really nice man, take it out. I wanna see it.""Not now," was all I could muster."C'mon man, you're hard as a rock. Le'me suck it." His pleadings were accompanied by fervent squeezing and rubbing of my hard cock hidden away in my pants. My eyes had adjusted to the dim theater light. I looked at my suitor expecting to see a middle aged or older male.In the past it had seemed to me that this was the population that occupied the land behind the back row. To my surprise the face was young and cherubic. I looked down and saw that he had his cock out and in hand. When he saw my eyes look down at his cock he stroked the short thick cock in anticipation of my interest."Feel it man. I'm as hard as you are," he said, offering his cock to my hand. I recoiled more from the foulness of his breath than the prospect of mutual jack off time. I wondered how many cocks he had sucked today and why he didn't have the good sense to bring some mouthwash with him. "Sorry fella, but I'm waiting for a lady to show up. I'm more interested in nice tits.""Oh yeah man, that's cool. You waiting for Jackie to come in huh?""Jackie?""Yeah, the chick at the counter.""Yeah that's it," I said as I eased into a seat in the side section. It still didn't register that he was talking about `Miss Cold Shoulder' at the counter.About a half hour later, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jackie come in. She sat in the row behind me. I turned to verify that I had seen correctly and sure enough it was the ticket taker who was immediately joined by a couple of men who had been nearby.I was now turned so that I could somewhat discretely watch her as well as the movie. A few more guys moved into the row behind her and another guy arrived in my row. Without hesitation she pulled her sweater up over her huge tits, then unsnapped her bra freeing the two huge jugs. She lifted her tits up, rolled them around in her hands, obviously enjoying the rapt attention of the men around her. She had those huge tits that only heavy women are capable of having. Big heavy pillows of tit meat. Mountainous masses crowned with huge aureole.I watched as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, tempting the men. She released her tits and placed her hands behind her head. The huge prizes were now open for all to sample. The men behind her reached down to fondle and squeeze her tits. The men on either side rubbed her tits and stomach. She spread her legs and the men worked feverishly on the material covering her cunt.Finally she spoke. "Suck `em. Suck my tits." The men on either side forced their faces past the hands that were pinching her nipples. The men in the rear relinquished their hold on her huge jugs and were reduced to being now mere spectators. The sucking noises were loud as the big nipples succumbed to the lips of her suitors. Her tits were large enough that each man had his hands and mouth full with just one big breast."Bite them, Oh shit, suck `em, bite `em." she began to moan. I could see the hand of one man rubbing her cunt through her white pants. I could see his finger press deeply into her cunt slit, forcing a deep groove in her pants. I watched as her hips rocked back and forth.She pulled her hands from behind her head. She unsnapped her pants and pulled them down to her knees. Her large stomach rolled down to meet a huge mat of black pussy hair. Immediately a finger plunged into her cunt as the man resumed sucking her nipple. The man sucking on her other tit took out his cock and stroked it firmly as he sucked. "Eat me. Eat my pussy," she said as she pushed the man finger fucking her down to her cunt. He dropped to his knees between her legs and began working his mouth into her hot cunt. She again placed her hands behind her head. One man standing behind her seized her now free tit. His other hand stroked his cock as he stood behind her. She looked at the hard cock being stroked by her face. She watched the hard shaft, seeming to enjoy the sight of pounding meat near her face.She moaned as her pussy was reamed by another man's tongue. She began to moan and grunt and raise her legs. Then she grabbed the head of the man eating her. She ground her pussy into him, holding him tightly against her cunt. A few more cries of passion and she stopped. She pushed the men away, pulled up her pants, snapped her bra and returned her sweater to her waist. She got up and walked out. The show was over.By now I was horny as hell. I returned to watching the screen, but was thinking that the best voyeurism is watching the real thing. I was now hoping that Friday night might bring in a few couples that enjoyed exhibitionism. It seemed like a long shot since the last time I had been here it was only guys in the theater.It was getting close to eight o'clock. I looked around the theater. I could see maybe a dozen shadowy figures standing in the rear. Seated in the rest of the theater were probably twenty or thirty guys. Just then my heart skipped a beat as a couple came through the doors. They paused for a few minutes as they accustomed themselves to the darkness. As they strolled down the aisle past me I could see that they were young, probably early twenties.I didn't look at the guy, but the woman had on a short skirt and high heels. She wore a tight sweater and clearly had fairly large breasts. She was definitely dressed to arouse. They walked almost to the front of the theater then took seats in the center. As they walked down, a crowd of about ten guys streamed out of their seats and fell in behind the couple. Whatever thoughts I had had of enjoying some more real action voyeurism were dashed. I had been far to slow in deciding whether to follow them. The men had filled all of the seat!s surrounding the couple.But my slowness quickly paid a benefit. About ten minutes later I saw the door open as another couple came in. With almost no hesitation they strode down the aisle past me. They were older, maybe forties. All I noticed was that the woman wore a dress and seemed to be slightly full figured. They quickly settled into seats on the side section about two-thirds of the way down. It was almost as if they knew where they were going to sit.This time only a few guys followed them down and strangely enough no one sat in the row in which they sat. The side section has four seats. The man had sat in the farthest seat, the woman next to him leaving two empty seats in their row. I walked down and sat in the aisle seat, which left an empty seat between the woman and myself.I tried to discreetly watch out of the corner of my eye and also watched the three guys sitting in front of them. I figured that if they turned around it would be a signal that the couple was playing `peek-a-boo' games. Within minutes the man had his arm around his wife with his hand dangling down rubbing her breast. The dress she wore fit snugly with buttons from the neck to the hem. The top few buttons were open revealing the swell of her breasts. I could see the profile of her tit as his hand cupped it.When she crossed her legs I saw that the bottom few buttons of her dress were also undone so that the dress dropped away at her knee. The man became more obvious in the squeezing of his wife's breast, giving it long slow strokes and rubbing around the nipple, which now could be seen poking against the material. The three guys sitting in front of them had turned slightly sideways in their seats. It was clear that these guys were now dividing their viewing time between the movie and my exhibitionist neighbors.From the row behind, two guys sat up as tall as possible in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the beginning show. The woman glanced quickly my way and saw me staring at her round breast being massaged by her husband. She appeared to whisper to hubby then his free hand undid the upper buttons of her dress. He pulled the dress away to expose two grapefruit size tits with no bra to hold them.He now began a slow manipulation of her nipples. In the glow of the screen, her nipples looked extremely dark and large. Her little audience now gave her their undivided attention. I could see the guys in front now stroking their cocks as they watched hubby pinch and pull her nipples. She moved her hand to his lap. The sound of his zipper caused all eyes to snap toward his crotch. I also leaned forward, peering in the silver light to watch as she pulled his limp cock from his pants. He assisted her by opening his belt and unbuttoning his pants, pulling them completely open. He wore no under shorts. His cock was a bit on the small side but he had huge balls, which she lifted and caressed.A third man joined the rear gallery, all three now leaning over to watch as the woman seemed to enjoy working her husbands cock to a hard state. She played with it as if she were showing it off, milking the foreskin back, then waving the slender cock back an forth. I and the other men watched intently, fantasizing that she was stroking our cock. Perhaps even secretly enjoying watching another man's cock.She laid her head on his shoulder. I saw his right hand move to her knee, then fumble with a button. The button yielded and her dress opened a bit to expose more of her leg. He rubbed her leg, and then moved to the next button. He now had most of her thigh exposed. Her leg was still crossed atop her other leg. He caressed her thigh. Then undid the remaining few buttons. Her dress fell away. She uncrossed her legs; spread them wide, revealing she wore no panties. She slipped out of the dress and spread wide her now completely naked body. She sat there showing her tits and pussy to the delight of the assembled voyeurs. Hubby now massaged her pussy with one hand and her tits with his other.I moved cautiously to the vacant seat that separated me from her. Somewhat uncertain I whispered to her as I moved, "Okay if I move over?" She just smiled and nodded. My cock was now out and hard as I stroked it. She looked down at my cock, watched it for a minute then directed her husband's attention to it. I noticed her husband lean over and watch as my hand worked slowly up and down my hard meat. She spread her legs, pushing one leg against my leg. I felt the heat from her leg radiate into me. Her husband raised her breast and wiggled it towards me. Taking this as an offer, I slid a hand under her breast. She raised her arm, which gave me better access. My cock was throbbing as I softly kneaded her full tit in my hand. My fingers brushed across her large nipple, it was as hard as a pebble. I pinched the little knob between my finger and thumb, rolled it around, felt her quiver. I pulled it out, stretching the dark aureole into a cone.She leaned down and began to suck her husband's cock, then she rose up a bit with her ass and pussy presented to me. I slipped my hand between her legs, felt her full bush of hair. My finger slid into her slit, it was very warm and extremely wet. She wiggled her cunt at my touch, and my finger dove into her hot hole. I rose to stand behind her, my cock hard as a rock rubbing against her as I finger fucked her with one hand. My other hand was pinching and pulling on the nipple of her hanging breast.In the row behind us, three guys were now standing with their cocks completely out. They were jacking off as they watched this show. The row in front contained four guys, sitting turned askew in their seats so they to could watch. Each of them was pounding their cock. The man and woman watched the cocks around them. Both seemed to enjoy seeing the cocks beating off for them.I felt a hand touch my hard cock as it rubbed against her leg. It pressed my throbbing shaft against her warm thigh and rubbed it a bit. I at first thought it was her hand then realized it was the husband's hand. I looked at him and he whispered, "She wants to fuck" With that he handed me a condom. I slipped my hand from her sopping cunt and fumbled with the condom. Rolling it on was difficult, as she kept rubbing her ass against me. Condom in place I rubbed my cock up and down her slit. Then I felt that familiar hand again on my cock. He grabbed my cock firmly and rubbed the head roughly around her waiting pussy. Then he fed my cock into her waiting hole. It slid in easily and I began fucking her slowly. For the moment I had become oblivious to the fact that I was in a theater with dozens of eyes watching me fuck a stranger while she sucked her husbands cock and he fondled my balls.Or perhaps it was precisely the facts of the situation that made the fuck so much fun. As I fucked her I rubbed a finger over the rosebud of her asshole. My finger was slippery with her pussy juice. I slid my finger in her ass and found that it was well lubed. She ground her ass into my finger as I finger fucked her ass while my cock rammed into her pussy. With the finger in her ass I could feel my cock. I slid a second finger into her ass and heard her moan. Her cunt squeezed my cock, her husband rubbed my balls.In front of us, one guy stood up and played with his cock in front of her face. It looked enormous. She reached out and began to jack him off. I could see her hand slide down the shaft. Within a few seconds she had him cumming. In the silver light, the white cum glowed as it shot from his bulbous cock head. She milked his cock until he groaned and collapsed in his seat.I pumped my cock furiously into her as my own hot cum burst out of my pounding pump. Even with the condom on, she seemed to feel and respond to each squirt of cum. Her cunt walls wrapped around my shaft, milking cum from me. She pulled free of me and sat down in her seat. She and her husband looked around at the assembled cocks in her gallery. They whispered briefly. She pulled on her dress and casually buttoned up. Without a word they got up and left as quickly as they had arrived.The assembly dispersed into the theater. I remarked to one of the guys, "Shit, that was really hot!" He replied, "Yeah, they come to the movies about once a month and go through the same routine."The EndIf you enjoyed this story and would like to say thanks - then please do. I'd also be interested in your gender and age (20's 30's etc.). Have you had similar experiences or have you considered or fantasized about them?Write to [email protected] or [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 18 |
leash.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/25/leash.txt | She licked her lips in 'sweet' anticipation as she prepared the next test of the device. It was time to see if the neurological receiver implanted at the base of his skull worked as required. It was also time to teach her patient that she was in complete control of his world. But it was the sexual thrill she would get out of the show that she 'really' looked forward to. A delicate tingle traveled upward throughout her body and she rubbed her bare legs together causing the feeling to gain intensity.Her patient looked up at her in contempt as she entered the room and turned on the VCR. He was fastened to the bed by a five-foot chain attaching the collar around his neck to the headboard. She was careful to stay out of his reach as she popped in the tape and adjusted the volume. Clutching the transmitter in her hand she walked to a chair in the corner of the room and prepared for the entertainment. God, she was 'turned' on, and even before the 'fun' started.She had selected a tape that all of her friends, male and female alike, had assured her would meet her needs. It would arouse a viewer to such a degree that they would feel relief must be sought. She had previewed the film and could personally attest to this assessment. As she watched it now, she kept the reluctant viewer on the bed in the corner of her eye. Well now, things were beginning to look promising. His eyes were becoming glazed in lust as he viewed the screen with growing interest. Now she directed all her attention in his direction.He began to rub the swelling bulge at his groin. Soon he unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans and began to pull them down. He threw a startled glance in her direction as if he had just remembered her presence. She smiled at his consternation and was amused to note that he did 'not' stop removing his pants. She decided not to be left out of the fun. She leaned back in the chair and slid her hips to the front edge of the seat and simply opened her skirt to get directly at the throbbing flesh underneath. She was tempted to get off now, but that would ruin the suspense and might jeopardize the test. He had bared his groin by now and was gently stroking. She waited until his caressing gained some urgency and then pressed the button on the transmitter.The reaction was both immediate and spectacular. He almost screamed as the pain attacked his nervous system and contorted his face. Its force temporarily confused him and he looked around the room in a daze. As he looked questioningly at her, she smiled and nodded her head. As the pain subsided his gaze once again was directed at the motion on the TV screen. She noted with satisfaction that his desire soon began to build. She let him get just a little farther with his pumping this time before she forced him to stop.Twice more she waited for him to become aroused and stroking himself before pressing the button of the transmitter. God, she 'was' getting hot! She enjoyed watching the results of this exquisite teasing as well as the stirring feelings that her fingers generated as they worked between her legs. She decided to break the barrier of silence he had adopted early in the training process and looked him full in the face and asked, "Slave?"He shook his head defiantly and looked away from her. Her icy glare relaxed into an amused smile as she saw his eyes gravitate back toward the screen. Well, if he didn't want to do it the easy way, there was always the 'other'. After all, she was the one in command here. A few more times of depriving him of relief just as he was about to climax brought him to an almost unbearable state. Finally, he looked at her with a pain filled expression on his face and sullenly said, "Slave."She gently stroked with her finger as she thought of all the rewards the test had accomplished. She turned her lust filled eyes back toward her slave as she fully intended to reach a climax at the same time she finally granted his request to reach his.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 25 |
africangang.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/africangang.txt | The first time that I ever had a black cock was when I was 18 and on a trip to Africa with my new husband Ben. We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night in the hotel bar, Ben, my husband who is an anthropologist and is 43 years old, was talking to a group of old black men about their tribes and customs etcetera. It was very warm, no, very HOT. So I was wearing a bikini top and mini-skirt, no panties or stockings as I was longing for a cool breeze to waft up between my legs and cool me off. I was having a miserable time just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when this really gorgeous African man came over and introduced himself to me. He told me his name which I couldn't pronounce but it sounded a bit like George, so that's what I called him. We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I'd had a few drinks, I didn't object when his hands started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Ben had been neglecting me a bit. Being on Honeymoon, I thought that we would be having sex night and day but maybe because Ben is so much older than I am, we had only done it 3 times in 9 days. Then George asked me to go outside for some air. I was going to tell my husband that I'd be right back but he was so engrossed in talking that he hadn't even noticed me dancing never mind notice me going outside with a tall black African. The store, the church and the hotel were the only solid wooden structures there. The only other buildings were grass huts. That is except for a small wooden barn that we found when he took me around to the back of the hotel. He was kissing me and I was really drunk and just having an awesome time kissing him back as I was being groped by this very handsome and exotic, black man. We went into the barn and lay down on the straw. I slipped my bikini top down and let him suck and squeeze my breasts. My legs were spread and he was between them. I knew what was happening when I felt his hard cock brushing along my inner thigh; and I loved it. I was longing to feel his cock start to penetrate me. I remember it felt really good as it slipped inside. He was kissing me and pumping his lovely cock into me. I was just moaning and holding on. It was very warm and steamy in the small barn and we both were sweating and breathing heavy as we kissed and rubbed and fucked. I was very close to having an orgasm when I opened my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see three tribesmen watching us. My first thought was panic, but just then George really started to fuck me hard. He was groaning and slamming into me. I knew he was cumming. Then I could feel his hot cum flood my pussy as he squirted it deep inside me. I was lost in passion and I just closed my eyes and thrust my pelvis into his. I was still very close to cumming, when he started to slow down and he whispered some things in my ear that I didn't quite hear as he finally stopped. He kissed me and smiled as he pulled his cock out. God I felt so empty as I felt his cum seeping out of my pussy. He got up and pulled his pants up. I was still lying in the straw. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened my eyes, I could see that there were now six tribesmen, who were wearing only loincloths; looking at me and smiling and discussing me in their own language. I knew I was really drunk, but I must have been completely insane too, because instead of screaming for my husband, I exposed my naked breasts to the tall black natives and, as I looked down at my breasts, I let my leg fall open slightly; I knew they could all easily see my pussy. I looked up and all I really remember is the necklace of 'lions teeth' that the 1st big tribesman had around his neck, as he was pushing in between my legs. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussylips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first white girl he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about one minute before he was groaning and shooting his spunk inside my cunt to mingle with George's spunk. I loved it. All I remember is that the men were older; much older than George. They all seemed like wild tribesmen, so they must have loved getting between the legs of such a young, white girl. A couple of them were brown and a couple were jet black, but they all loved fucking me and everyone of them pumped a load of spunk deep inside my pussy. As the last man fucked me hard and finally shot his load inside my completely loose and sloppy pussy, I just laid there in a pool of cum, sweaty and exhausted. The man was still on top of me breathing hard and I could still feel his pulsing cock inside me as his cum spurted out around it and down over my arse. I never really had an orgasm during sex before. But that night, after the second man fucked me, I swear I never stopped cumming. With each new cock, my orgasms grew stronger and stronger. I was moaning and kissing and letting these savages fuck me and suck on my nipples. God, I was in cock heaven! When the last one had finished fucking me, I noticed that George and his friends were still looking at me and smiling. Somebody said something and George nodded. Then George pulled me to my feet. I pulled my top back on and straightened my cum soaked skirt. George walked me a little further through the village huts and away from the hotel. I could feel all the men's spunk pouring down my legs, running down my inner thighs and calves, and down onto my ankles and bare feet. I had lost my shoes in the barn. I was still very drunk and shaky from that unbelievable sexual experience. The tribesmen followed along behind us. We entered a long hut. It was quite dark inside and I could barely see. There was a slightly raised platform in the centre of the hut and I could see a couple more tribesmen in the shadows. George walked me to raised platform. I looked back towards the entrance of the long hut and I saw the men there. I guessed that there must have been at least 10 or maybe even more. I felt George kiss me and reach down and squeeze my cum smeared arse cheeks. I felt hands from behind and mouths kissing my neck, hands on my tits and groping my pussy. I don't know, I guess I just lost control because the next thing I knew I was on my knees on the platform, sucking black cock like a complete slut. I loved tasting those sweaty cocks. Some were pretty big and others average. A couple of the men came in my mouth before they lined up to fuck my sloppy, cum dripping pussy. I was completely lost. Men were fucking me and I was sucking cock after cock, men sucked and rubbed and pinched my nipples and I just started to cum again. I swallowed a couple more hot sticky loads and I felt a couple more men cum deep inside my cunt. I had a thick cock all the way down my throat, I could feel his cum pumping right down and I barely had to swallow his thick wads, when I felt someone trying to slip his cock into my arse. I'd had anal sex a few times before, but I wasn't too sure about this but they weren't asking my permission, they just used me any way they wanted to and the next thing I knew he was fucking me in the arse as some other man gave me his cock to suck. I must admit, it felt really good. A cock in my mouth and one deep in my arse. I was just a complete slut at that point. I felt so full. So full of lovely big black cocks. My pussy was still tingling from all the cock and cum I'd had earlier, I was just delirious. I was sucking and moaning, I could feel the big cock slipping in and out of my tight little arse, his cock felt so big that it hurt a little at first, but he fucked me real slow and easy before he let out a groan and shot hot cum deep in my arse. The next man fucked my pussy and got his cock nice and slippery, then he fucked me in the arse too; and the next man and the next man and the next man. I don't even know how many of them thrust and pumped my arsehole full of their cum, it must have been at least 7 or 8 of them. I just sucked cock after cock and swallowed load after load as the tribesmen banged my arse until it was pretty loose and sloppy too. After about the fourth or fifth man, my arsehole felt kind of like my pussy but just a little tighter, so as each new man fucked my arse, his initial penetration wasn't uncomfortable, in fact, it felt good. I could have easily satisfied 20 men with my arse. I don't know where it ended or how long I was gone, but at some point, the last man moaned and squirted his load into my mouth and I swallowed it down. I never even saw the black tribesmen leave, but when I finally caught my breath and looked up, it was just George and I. I don't even know how many men I gang-banged that night. I certainly didn't ask. I just wondered if they ever got to fuck any other white girls. I was a cum covered mess, my legs and face and stomach were smeared with dirt and cum, my hair was destroyed. God I looked awful. But luckily the toilet was right by the door to the bar and George took me to it. I cleaned my face and body and put my hair up and let the cum seep out of my arse and pussy into the toilet bowl. After a couple of minutes, I didn't look too bad so I rejoined my husband and George back at the bar. My pussy and arse were sore for a couple of days after that night. And, of course, every black man I saw, I wondered if he'd been there, if he'd had my pussy, arse, or mouth. ***Later that night, I confessed to my husband Ben what had happened. I almost fell over with shock; when he told me that not only did he know all about it but he had arranged with George to set the gang bang up and he had watched the whole proceedings. He has arranged gang bangs for me in other parts of the world but nothing was ever as good as that first time in Africa. END |
littlejimmy2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/38/littlejimmy2.txt | Little Jimmy Meets Uncle Rick and Aunt RitaSix months have gone by since the 16 year old boy got little Jimmy drunk and seduced him. When Jimmy's parents are away he can't wait to undress and watch his cum filled cock grow as he walks back and forth in front of the mirror thinking of his friend, the older boy.Jimmy is a good looking, even pretty 12 year old boy. Pretty much like other boys his age except for his 7" cock and insatiable sexual urges.As he stands, naked, in front of the mirror stroking his horny cock thinking of getting drunk with the older boy, talking dirty, showing off his fat cock, ass hole fucking and cock sucking he can't wait until their next time together. He has fallen in love and lust with him and needs him more and more.Finally, the older boys parents are gone for several days and Jimmy has permission to sleep over. Jimmy parks his bike and knocks on the door, cock throbbing and soaked with pre cum.The door opens and there is his lover, tall, masculine, very well built with a huge bulge in his baggy shorts. Jimmy knows how much dirty talk turns on the older boy and says, "My fucking cock is so horny. Lets get drunk and fuck ass and drink hot cum. I have missed your hard cock in my cock sucking mouth and my dick in your moist ass hole."The older boy pulls him inside, shuts the door and drops his shorts letting his hard cock spring out and says, "Here is your fucking hard cock you perverted little mother fucking cock sucker." He then kneels down and pulls Jimmy's shorts off and kisses the pre cum off of the big fat cock head.They go to the kitchen and start drinking beer between kisses. They get a mouth full and then kiss the other and exchange beer until they are drunk, laughing, beer running down their bare chests while they pull each other close and grope cock.Little Jimmy's cock explodes cum all over the other boy's cock and pubic hair. Then Jimmy has to suck his cum from the boys thick pubic hair and then suck his cum off of the boy's throbbing dick. Pretty soon the boy says, "Suck my fucking cock you little mother fucker," and Jimmy frantically sucks until the cock explodes in his mouth and he sucks his lover dry.After they go to bed Jimmy gets to fuck his friends hot moist ass hole full of cum before they fall asleep. In the night they awake and suck each other's cock dry.In the morning, disaster! Jimmy's friend tells him they are moving. Jimmy cries like the little boy he is while his friend holds his naked little body close.The following weeks are tough on Jimmy. His big cock and cum filled balls need release. None of the other boys are interested and he is too young for girls. He tries to suck his own cock but can't quite make it.Then, his parents tell him they are going away for a month and his uncle Rick and aunt Rita are going to "baby sit" him. He thinks what fucking else can go wrong.Rick and Rita meet him at the airport. He hasn't seen them for years but remembers Rita, his mother's younger sister, had a bad reputation in high school from fucking the foot ball team.They were a good looking couple. She had on a little sun dress and obviously no bra. She gave him a big hug hello and he was afraid his cock would embarrase him as it started to grow. Rick was very good looking and well built. He also hugged Jimmy, a little too close Jimmy thought.It was evening when they got home. Rick fixed big drinks for he and Rita. Jimmy said he would like a drink too if they didn't tell his folks, ha, ha. Rita said his folks were always up tight but they were more open and fixed him a big drink. She said they wouldn't say shit if they had a mouth full, ha ha. Then Jimmy, a little drunk now, said they probably wouldn't say fuck if they were fucking. Rita laughed and said she wondered if they still fucked.They left Jimmy in the kitchen, getting drunker, while they went to their bedroom. They came out dressed for bed, she in a little nightie, hard nipples protruding and a hint of dark pubic hair through the thin material. Rick had on p.j.s and a huge bulge hanging down his leg. By now Jimmy's cock bulge was showing but he couldn't help it.They showed him his bedroom with a connecting bathroom. She pulled the curtain down almost to the bottom, turned a bed side light on and gave him a kiss goodnight. When she bent over he could see bare tit. Rick also gave him a little kiss and smiled at Jimmy's huge cock bulge and they left him alone.Jimmy undressed and went to the bathroom. When he came out nude he stood in front of the mirror by the bed and was turned on by his own throbbing cock. Something caught his eye and he saw his aunt and uncle peeking in the window. The fucking perverts, so that is why the curtain was left up a little.Ok he thought, fuck you, I'll give you a show. His cock was huge as he stroked it and licked pre cum fron his hand. He laid on his bed and said, out loud, what my fucking cock needs is some fucking cunt or even a fucking hard cock to suck. With that streams of cum shot out of his big cock all over his chest. He peeked out of the corner of his eye and saw them still watching as he licked his cum up.After they left and went to their bed room he sneeked outside and peeked into their window. Uncle Rick was laying in bed on his back, huge cock hard as a rock. Aunt Rita pulled her nightie off and her nipples were so hard and she was rubbing her hairy cunt and pulling on her nipples.She got in bed and straddled Rick's big cock. she moaned as she worked his big cock into her frantic cunt hole. She said, "Did you fucking see how fucking big Jimmy's cock was? I'd love to feel it in my cunt, 12 years old is a fucking turn on. And you have always wanted to suck a little boy's cock and drink young cum as much as I'd like to."Rick said, "Fuck yes my fucking slut wife. After he fucks your horny fuck hole I'll suck his cum from your fucked cunt. You know how much I love seeing you fuck other guys and a 12 year old would be fucking hot. And yeah, I'd suck his cock off anytime."Jimmy watched as they talked and their passion grew until Rita leaned back and said she was fucking cumming and Rick filled her screaming cunt with streams of hot cum.The next morning Jimmy came to breakfast, dressed only in baggy shorts, no undies so his big cock would show hanging down and almost out of his shorts. Rita said good morning and asked how he slept while she stared at his barely concealed cock. He said fine and stretched to give her a cock head shot.Uncle Rick got up from the table wearing a little bikini swim suit, barely covering his own swelling cock. He said he was staying home from work to spend time with Jimmy. Rita left for work saying she would be late and to enjoy themselves.As soon as Rita was out the door he grinned and said, "I'll bet you could use a drink. I know I could and it's just us guys anyway." Jimmy said he would love to drink because it made him feel so good.They sat on the couch and talked and drank and, as they got drunk, Rick asked if he had ever seen an xxx rated video. Jimmy said he would love to watch an adult movie but he was getting very horny (Jimmy thought, this mother fucker thinks he is seducing me?).Rick came back with more drinks and his bikini was so wet with pre cum his hard cock was transparent. He started the video and sat next to Jimmy. It showed a woman riding a cock while the man was sucking another cock.Jimmy reached over and rubbed Rick's soaked bikini and said, "You shouldn't wear wet clothes, you'll catch cold." Here, let me help and pulled the bikinis down freeing Rick's throbbing cock. Then Jimmy stood up and dropped his shorts. Rick said, "My god, what a big cock. Are you sure you're only 12?" Jimmy said, "Here, feel it. The fucker is fucking horny and needs fucking sucked off."With that Jimmy stuck his cock to Rick's face and said, "Here, mother fucking pervert, suck my fucking young cock. I saw you and Rita watching me jack off and then I listened as you fucked her whore cunt so don't lets fucking play games."Rick looked surprised but sucked his young cock until Jimmy blasted his load down his throat. Then they kissed and both tasted the cum load. Then Jimmy knelt down and sucked Rick's fucker until he drank his fuck load.After that they went to bed and Jimmy fucked Rick's ass hole full of cum. After that they both passed out.Later, laying nude in bed together, they heard Rita say, "My, my, you naughty boys, wake up and let Aunt Rita play."They watched while Rita took off her sun dress showing nice tits and a heavy cunt bush, fingering her horny cunt slit. She said it would fucking turn her on to see some cock sucking and watched her husband suck young cock. Then she told Jimmy to suck her fucking hot tits and pulled his head close while he sucked her and she stroked his cock. She looked down and told Rick to look at Jimmy's big man sized fucker. Rick told her he had already sucked him off and got his ass fucked. She told Jimmy it was time he fucked a hairy cunt.Rita got on her hands and knees in bed and, while Jimmy fucked her hot whore cunt Rick laid under her and licked her dripping cunt and Jimmy's cock shaft. After Jimmy pumped his fuck load in her Rick sucked cum from his wife's fucked cunt and then sucked the cum and cunt juice from Jimmy's spent cock.They had a wonderful time together, drunk, and Jimmy got to fuck cunt and suck a mature cock. Actually, neither Rick or Rita could get enough of Jimmy's big fucking cock. They planned on having him for the summer vacation.To be continued?Any comments, good or bad are welcomed.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 38 |
usedwife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/usedwife.txt | The bar was packed out, well it was Saturday night. My wife Polly, a stunning petite redhead of 18 summers, and I pushed our way through the crowd. We had popped in for a drink before going to see a show. As we where passing a booth full of construction workers a guy tapped my arm and said. 'If you need a seat you can squeeze in here.' He stood up to let us in. I said to Polly, as she sat down, 'I'll get the drinks.' and went off to the bar.It must have taken me at least 15 minutes to get the drinks and when I returned to the booth I expected Polly to be sitting on the end, or at least one seat in but she was sitting in the middle of the booth. She had 3 guys either side of her. She looked very flushed and she was just fastening a button on the front of her blouse. I was distracted by the guy who had first stopped us. He tapped my arm again and pointing to a stool said, 'We found you a seat.' I sat down directly opposite Polly and as I passed her a drink I asked her if she was OK. She nodded yes and gave me a big smile. The lights dimmed and a group started to play on a small stage. I had to turn sideways on to Polly to be able to watch. They where quite good and the lead singer was a very sexy looking girl in a mini dress with a very low top. She was showing a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg, so my eyes where riveted to the stage.I'd subconsciously noticed that the guys at our table where coming and going. I really didn't think much of it, just supposed they were going to the toilet or to the bar for drinks. It was only when I turned to look if Polly was OK that I noticed that the seating arrangement was changed. I began taking notice of the coming and goings and glanced around from time to time. It seemed that they where taking turns sitting next to Polly. Then one particular song came to a sudden end, it took the audience by surprise and there was a momentary hush before the applause started. It was during that hush, in that split second quietness, that I heard Polly's moans. Moans that I am used to hearing in the privacy of our bedroom. I swung around to look at Polly, in the near darkness of our booth, I could make out that her blouse was open and the guy on her right was sucking her tit. The guy on her left had her knee pulled up and to one side so that her legs where wide open and he was obviously finger fucking her and what was even more incredible was the fact that she was enjoying it and... I had a terrific hard-on.I could see that she was 'coming', and from the expression on her face, it must have been a wonderful climax for her. I was stunned, confused, mixed up. I didn't know what to do. Didn't know what I was supposed to do. A gang of strangers where abusing my wife. Should I stop them? But she was enjoying it. God, I was enjoying it. As she came down from her climax, she saw me watching her and in panic and embarrassment, she pulled her blouse closed and pushed at the men until they got up and let her out and she rushed off to the toilets. I ran after her and caught up with her in the passageway to the toilets. I grabbed her and held her to me. She sobbed into my chest and spoke very quietly. I had to ask her to repeat it. 'I'm sorry.' she said.''Don't be. There's no need to be sorry. I was enjoying it too.' 'You were?' she asked incredulously. 'Well I didn't know anything was going on for ages, I only noticed about 2 minutes before you climaxed. Admittedly I was shocked at first... But then I had the most wonderful sexual feeling coursing through my body as I watched you being manhandled by those workmen.''And you didn't mind?' she asked. 'I loved it. I was disappointed when you stopped.''Oh Harry. I do love you... but I just felt suddenly wicked. As I got into the booth and sat down, the men where saying 'Come on sweet thing, sit in the middle.' Well I couldn't stand up because of the table, so one guy picked me up onto his knee and slid me onto the next guys knee and they passed me along like that but as I sat on each lap, that guy would feel my breasts or bottom or stick a hand up my skirt and finger my pussy. It was a terrific turn on. I was passed right to the far end and back again then back to the middle. By the time I got there, my bra and panties where missing.''I wish that I had seen that, I'd have come in my pants.'She laughed at that and was obviously feeling better. 'We had better leave or we'll miss the show,' I said. She seemed very disappointed at that. 'Don't you want to see the show?' I asked. 'Would you think I was awful if I stayed here and you go on your own,' she said coyly, looking up at me like a helpless little girl. 'Will you be all right her on your own?' I asked. 'Oh yes Darling I will.''Will you behave like a slut, if I leave you here?' I said as my cock was threatening to burst out of my trousers. 'I'll behave like a depraved fuckslut.'That did it, the spunk shot down my leg, leaving me in a sticky mess. I had never heard Polly swear never mind say anything like that before.I went to the Gents and cleaned myself up and then returned to the bar. The lights where still dim but I could make out in the gloom that Polly was kissing one of the guys. So not wanting to spoil her fun, I left and walked down to the theatre and hung around debating whether or not to go in. My mind was still racing with images of Polly being used by the gang of men and I just had to go back to the bar for another look. I had been gone for about an hour. As I entered I couldn't see Polly in the booth. All the guys were there but where my wife had been sitting there was an empty place. Just then I noticed her head bobbing up and down. She was lying on her side on the seat and sucking one guys cock as another guy was fucking her from behind. I climaxed again in my pants. The sight of my lovely wife being fucked was just too much for me to take.I once again cleaned myself up in the Gents and when I returned to the bar, the lights where back on and the booth where Polly had been, was empty except for 2 of the guys. I went over to them and asked where Polly was. 'Well man, that is one cock hungry little slut. We'd all fucked her and she still wanted more. So the other guys have taken her to a black club down the block, she'll get well fucked down there. Hope you don't mind her getting some black cock?' They both fell about laughing at that. 'W-what?' was all I could say, as what they had just told me was taking it's time to sink in to my befuddled brain. 'Oh yeah, she left you a message. Don't wait up for her, she'll be home tomorrow.'***I was awakened the next morning by Polly sitting on my face, letting the spunk of who knows how many men, pour over my face and into my mouth. But the biggest shock was that her beautiful red bush of cunt hair was gone, I was sucking on her plump bald pussy lips. She told me later that the men held her down on the bar whilst everyone in the club watched her forcefully having her cunt shaved. She said that it was such an erotic experience that she climaxed 5 times whilst they where doing it. That is how it started and how it continues. I wait at home for Polly to return from gang bang parties just to be there to clean her well used cunt. Her precious cunt that should only belong to me, is used by dozens of strange men every night. She allows me to keep it clean for her by sucking every last drop of spunk out of it.Was there ever a couple as happy as we are? END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 49 |
blacksid.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/blacksid.txt | My name is George and my wifes name is Dee. You have to understand that I grew up in Michigan and black and white was not uncommon however my wife grew up in Atlanta where proper white girls did not date black guys. Just a social taboo carried out from earlier generations. This story starts at a time when we had been married for 18 years and the company had recently transferred me to a plant located in the South as a supervisor. I had recently hired a handsome single young black man named Sid. He was a very black friendly guy who seemed to get along with everyone he met. The plant had a break and lunch room where employees took their lunch and coffee breaks. Of course there was always the typical talk and jokes while on break. Sid and I would often talk and the topic of women and sex was not alien to our conversations. Sometimes the lady employees would join in and sex would enter into the conversation as well. It was usually some rumor about who was cheating with whom etc. One day Beth, an older married white employee joined us and we were joking about who was getting it on with whom. Beth looked at Sid and said, "You would be surprised at how some of the gals wish they could melt your chocolate." Sid sort of looked startled then smiled as he replied, "There are some really foxy white ladies here that I wish would try to melt my chocolate." At that we all laughed.I jokingly said to Sid, "Sounds like a recipe for fun and danger to me. Some of these Red Neck husbands might not like the attention you would get from their white wives."I was pondering how many white wives would like to get it black. I wondered if my white wife ever thought of getting some black. I could tell that I was getting a strange erotic feeling from these thoughts. This subject occupied my mind the rest of the week as I began to have thoughts about how I would like to see my wife give a black man some of the best white honey in the world. I had a very sexy wife who loved sex and was not bashful in bed. I was having all kinds of thoughts and asking myself all kinds of questions. Would she do it? Would she like to try some black? Would I enjoy her doing it? How could I approach the subject with her? Hummmmmm now Sid was a good prospect and I think he would like my wife if he had a chance to give her a good look. I need to feel him out some more and plan some way to have Dee and Sid meet.One day at lunch I said to Sid, "I have heard that Black guys dream about getting a white mans wife in bed," and chuckled as I asked, "Is that true"? Sid smiled and said that most of the black guys he knew always joked about it. He doubted that many succeeded. I pushed the point and asked if he had succeeded. He laughed and said that it was still a fantasy of his. He just had not been lucky enough to have done it. I continued, "I hear that a lot of white wives would like to try black but are afraid of getting caught. It is still sort of taboo here in the South you know."Sid nodded then casually asked if my wife was one of them. I laughed and informed him that she was a proper southern gal but I had never asked her and that I really did not know., and that perhaps she could be one of them.Now that I had planted the seed, I was thinking, I need to water it some and see if it will grow. I stopped at the adult video store and selected an adult movie of a black man and a white woman. It was about a husband bringing a black painter to his house to paint the house and he and the wife hit it off and spent some time grooming each other for a nice scene in the bedroom.About half way thought the movie, with my hand in Dees crotch feeling her now wet quivering honey pot, I remarked that we had a new black man at the factory that some of the white ladies were having sexual fantasies about. Dee said, "What!" "Yes dear, some of the white ladies flirt with him. I guess they want to try some black. One lady has referred to it as Melting his chocolate." Some time later, I asked Dee to cook me up some beans and cornbread and bring it to my work place for lunch and to include enough for Sid and he had said that he loved beans and cornbread. She agreed and a few days later we had lunch together in the lunchroom with Sid, He really bragged to my wife as how good it was and how he bet she could really cook good meals. She was very flattered and said that she would be glad to cook him a good meal soon. Now how much better could it turn out? Sid was looking her over good and I could see that his hormones were acting up. I noted that Dee was squeezing her thighs together now and then which is a sign I had learned is a good indicator that she is feeling some tingle in her crotch. I had previously noted that her eyes were dancing up and down his body as he first was introduced and she seemed to be fixated on his every word and move. When we finished lunch, Sid held her hand and said, "I am looking forward to checking out yourrrrrr cooking real soon." Dee responded, "And I am looking forward to pleasing your appetite real soon."I could tell by the way she said it that she had some evil thoughts or was not concentrating for some reason as she drug out the hand shake and parting words.A few days later I made up my mind that I wanted to really get things set so that it would increase the chance of a nice sexual evening between the two. I wanted it to happen.I told Sid that my wife was really enjoyed meeting him and that I thought that she had a suppressed interest in melting some black chocolate. Sid chuckled and asked, "So am I to assume that you are OK with her fulfilling her fantasy"?"Wellllll, Iuuuuuuuu, I guess if she wants to, it is her decision. I guess just one time would not wear it out", and we both laughed. Now I had to cultivate my wife. That evening I told Dee that Sid had asked me if she was as hot as she looked. I told her that I think Sid wants to get some of her white pussy.Dee tried to act shocked but I could tell that it had perked her interest. She asked if that upset me. I continued that I thought that he could have any of the wives in the factory and that his choosing mine was quite a compliment. I told her that she was my wife but I dont own her and if she thought she wanted to show Sid what a hot wife I had that I considered that a privilege. "Honey I love you so much. You are so good to me. That movie that we saw the other night with the black man and white woman in it really got aroused, and when I met Sid, I knew that I wanted him. I dont want to do anything to affect our marriage. Are you sure you are OK with this," she asked me.I took her into my arms and kissed her deeply and said, "It is ok my love, just dont wear it out now," as we both laughed.This had taken awhile but now I had it all set up with both Sid and Dee thinking it was their idea and I am just going along with it.The date was set for Friday night after work; Sid would come over for some of Dees cooking and what ever else they decided to do. I sure wanted to be a witness to all the doings. I arranged the main windows with a couple of inches crack at the bottom so I could hear and raised the blinds a few inches so I could see into the house den and the bedroom, where most of the action should take place. I could look into both from the back patio.I checked Dees chest of drawers and found some new under clothes that she had bought: A black sheer lacy thigh length nightie and a new lacy half-cup bra and lacy black panties. I knew now that she had some plans to melt some chocolate. Friday, dinner was ready and set and Dee went to get dressed. I watched through the window as she put on her black lace sheer panties and bra and slowly felt herself though them in front of the morrow. She then slipped her black calf length evening dress over them. Put on her high heel black shoes and she was ready to play hostess to Sid. I quickly moved to the den and as she came in I complimented her on her looks and she sat next to me as we waited. The doorbell rang and I let Dee answer it.I could hear Sid muffled voice say, "Damn you sure look sexy.""Thanks Sid", Dee replied. I could hear her whisper, "You are one handsome black stud, yourself." As they greeted each other with a hug, I saw Sids hands briefly move to her nice round firm buttocks and pull her toward him as his black hands squeezed and she let out a soft, hummmmmm. (Although they were in the entry hall out of direct sight, little did they know I could see them in the hall mirror). He was hardly in the door and they had already started the little courting rituals.As they walked into the den and I greeted Sid, I could see that his male member was already bulging in the front of his designer white jogging suit. Damn, he was hot for my wife already.As we enjoyed the dinner Dee prepared, I could not help but see how Sid and Dee were constantly looking at each other and not to be ignored were Dees hard nipples pushing into the flimsy dress. I knew that they were thinking of how they were going to enjoy the evening.We moved into the den and Dee poured us some wine as we all three sat on the couch with Dee in the middle. Soon Sid asked Dee to dance and they danced and returned to the couch. Dee asked me if I wanted to dance and I replied that she knew I was not much on dancing and for her and Sid to enjoy dancing and I would watch. Now Dee loves wine and she seemed to be ahead of everyone in that department as she became loose and giggly. She was not making moves on Sid like holding him close and doing the pelvic rumba on him.I told them that I had decided to go to a movie and for them to enjoy dancing and I would return at midnight. With that I left and drove around the block, parked the car and went back to our patio to watch and see what would happen.Sid and Dee were now dancing as one rubbing and feeling up and down each others bodies. I watched as Sid started feeling of Dees breasts and slowly doing the grind with his now hard manhood. Their lips met passionately as they danced. Dee nibbled on Sids ear, which was a well-known sign that she was horny and ready for action. I could see Sids sweat break out on his forehead as he pulled Dee close. I was wondering what that black body would look like on top of white vanilla. I barely heard Dee whisper to Sid, "Sugar, I think we need to move to another room", as she led him to the bedroom. I moved to look into the bedroom as they entered hand in hand. Dee had placed lighted candles around the room and I could see her pull her dress over her head and toss it aside and turn to Sid in her sheer black gown and undies. "I hope you like black on white, Honey. If you want to, you can change the black I have on and replace it with that handsome black body of yours."Sid pulled the shortie off, then the bra as he kissed and fondled her white breast and suckled them like a baby starved for his mothers milk. As he suckled, Dee unzipped his jogging top and discarded it revealing a muscular jet-black upper torso. He stood still as Dee felt his chest and nibbled his manly nipples. Sid then knelt down and removed her black panties as he parted her hairy white honey pot and gently licked her now free flowing nectar.I realized that this scene had made me hard, damn I am watching my wife get laid by a black stud and I am getting horny, it is crazy, I thought.It was Dees turn now as she pulled Sids jogging pants off to reveal a nice hard long black pole standing ready for her inspection. Dee caressed the black manhood and moved her hands to cup and feel of his bull like balls. I was thinking of how they looked like a black bulls balls dangling in their sack. They were huge and I could tell that Dee was very aroused by them as she played with them and kissed them endlessly before she moved to his erect black pole to worship it with her kisses and her mouth, slipping her tongue around the head several times as Sid started slowly thrusting into her mouth. She soon stood and the two naked bodies became one as they held each other and kissed long and hard. Sid broke and said, "Baby, yo done got me so hot I cant wait any longer to get your white ass.Dee giggled, and said, "I want my black stud to have me now. I need your black ass on my white ass." They melted into the bed still embraced as they rolled with Sid coming up on top as Dee opened her legs to receive her black lover. I could see Sid moving into position to run his long cock deep inside my wifes white pussy. I saw the head as it parted the hairy lips and entered, both experiencing something new for the first time. I heard Dee moan and saw her push toward Sid as he moved his rod deep inside, his hands under her white ass pulling her to him. Dee was raised on a farm and often made reference to farm animals during sex. It did not surprise me when I heard her blurt out to Sid, "Breed me you fucking young black bull while the old herd bull is not watching.. Fuck your old cow."Sid was now driving hard and deep as Dee met every thrust with a thrust of her own. Sid was groaning and moaning as he sweated and pounded his white momma cow. I could see his black balls as they bounced off Dees wet white buttocks; her joy juices were now flowing freely and covering her white ass. Dee looked like a bowl of vanilla ice cream covered with hot chocolate.Dee was not moaning deeply, a sure sign she was ready to orgasm as I noticed that Sid was now making short thrusts and grunting loudly. I unzipped my pants and grabbed my now hot cock, as I knew it was ready to explode. I had watched this whole scene never touching myself and now my balls were ready to unload.I saw Dee stiffen as she clung to Sid as he thrust deeply into her and held on as Dee shook and shivered then they both went limp. I knew that they had both reached the peak and Sid had just unloaded his black balls into my white wifes waiting womb.I pulled on my cock as it shot my load somewhere into the night air and undoubtedly onto the patio.The two lovers were now locked in a speechless embrace knowing that they had both had some great sex, and I thought that perhaps it was likely the best they had ever had. I lay back on the patio and relaxed after my spontaneous orgasm. What king of a man gets his nuts off watching his wife get laid by another man and especially a black man?It was very quite then after some time, I heard Sid say, "Honey, you sure busted my balls."Dee laughed and said, "I sure hope so. Of course you made me do it!!! You made me so hot I was crazy for you.. You really drove me crazy when you emptied your black balls in my white womb. If cocks are handsome, you sure have one, sugar. You can breed me anytime.""Well what is the old bull going to think of this young black bull getting his prize cow? I am spoiled now that I have had her and will want to plant my seed in her again.""Hummmm, that is a good question. Let me work on that. We better get dressed as the old bull will be back from the movies soon. It might upset him to see us like this."After a while I heard Sid leave and drive off. I waited a few minutes and entered the house to find my wife in her gown in bed and asleep. I quietly lay down and soon was sleeping myself.The next morning, Dee remarked that Sid was a great dancer and hoped that we could have him over again sometime to dance some more. I did not let on that I watched and listened to all knew that they were planning another episode. Oh well, I had a spectacular view and enjoyed the night and looked forward to another spontaneous orgasm.ENDHope you liked this story. Let me know:[email protected] |
janejetson.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/celeb/janejetson.txt | Monday MorningJane Jetson was taking a long hot relaxing shower, George and the rest of her family were still asleep. She quietly slipped out of her shower and dried herself on a large towel. She then slipped on a white short white dressing gown, and walked into the kitchen.Rosie the robotic maid was busily preparing their breakfasts. Jane said, "good morning," to Rosie.Rosie turned to look at Jane then said, "Good morning Mrs. Jetson."Jane then asked Rosie, "if she needed any help preparing the breakfast."Rosie quickly informed Jane, "that everything was nearly ready." Jane just smiled at Rosie then left the kitchen.She remembered before getting Rosie that she had to do all the cooking and cleaning herself. Now everything was done by Rosie. And Jane was forced to admit, that Rosie was a great cook and a very good housekeeper.The apartment had never been cleaner.Jane walked to the large front window and looked outside. The day looked bright and warm. Jane then walked back into the kitchen and poured herself a fresh cup of hot coffee.She then went out onto the balcony to enjoy her coffee and the morning sun. She lived on the top floor of Skypad luxury apartment complex in Orbit City on Earth.Jane and her husband George had paid for the apartment with the insurance money from her father's death. He had been killed in a freak accident, so the insurance payout was huge.Jane's mother had given her the money to make sure that she and her children always had a roof over their heads. As her husband George was always getting fired from his job. The apartment was in her name only.Jane sat at the breakfast table on her balcony watching the traffic fly past. She crossed and uncrossed her legs as she watched, the space cars go whizzing past her. Her dressing gown had opened a little bit displaying more cleavage then she wanted anyone to see.Just then the paperboy on his rocket cycle came over to her balcony. He was intending to throw her newspaper onto her balcony.Jane then got up and walked to the edge of the balcony. Her dressing gown now slipped open as she walked to the edge of the balcony exposing both her big breasts to the boy on his rocket cycle.The boy just stopped in mid throw and stared at her big titties.Jane quickly looked down and realized that her dressing gown was now open. She quickly pulled it to, and fastened the belt tighter.Jane and the boy exchanged a few shy smiles at each other. He then tossed her newspaper to her and sped off on his rocket cycle. Jane smiled to herself as she watched the boy speed away from her. She then turned around and sat back down at the breakfast table and continued to drink her coffee. A few minutes later Rosie came onto the balcony carrying some fresh croissants and a pot of hot coffee. Rosie quickly put the croissants and coffee down on to the table, she then returned to the kitchen.George Jetson was finally awoken by the buzzing of his alarm clock. He looked at the clock it was 7am and time to get up. He tiredly stumbled into the shower, the warm water soon had him feeling better.Once George had finished with his shower he quickly got dressed into his business suit. He then went to look for Jane. He found her drinking coffee on the balcony.George quickly sat down at the breakfast table and poured himself a large cup of hot coffee.Jane smiled lovingly at her husband and handed him the morning newspaper. Jane and George enjoyed a quiet few moments before Elroy and Judy joined them on the balcony and started to devour the croissants. This was a typical morning in the Jetson family household.Once everyone had finished their breakfasts, Jane reminded her husband that he had to drop the kids off at school.As her car was in the garage getting a full service. George pulled a funny face at his wife. Jane just smiled at him. George hated taking the kids to school, it meant he got caught in all the morning traffic. George looked at his expensive wrist watch then said to Judy and Elroy, "Both of you go get your things we leave in 5 minutes sharp."Both Judy and Elroy just smiled at their mother.Jane just winked at them.They both then rushed off to their own bedrooms to gather up their school bags.George once again looked at his wrist watch, he then passionately kissed Jane on her full red lips then went to wait for the kids at the apartment front door.A couple of minutes later both Judy and Elroy joined their father at the front door. They all called out "goodbye." to Jane and were gone.Jane remained sitting at the balcony table drinking her coffee and watching everybody going rushing past. A few minutes later she saw her husband's space car lift off and heading into the busy morning traffic. She continued to drink her coffee and watch her husband's space car disappear into the morning traffic.Jane finally finished her own breakfast, she then left the balcony and went into her bedroom.Rosie the robotic maid came out of the kitchen and on to the balcony and retrieved the dirty breakfast plates and cups and took them into the kitchen. Within a few minutes every think was clean and back in its own place.Once Jane was inside her own bedroom she quickly stripped off her small dressing gown. Jane had decided that it was time, that she started doing her morning exercises once more. She had noticed that she had put on a few pounds. Luckily for her the extra couple of pounds, just made her curvy body look sexier.She started to look through her draws for her leotard. Jane looked through every one of her draws but she still could not find it. She then remembered that she ripped it the last time she wore it. Jane was determined that she was going to do some exercises this morning.She considered going to buy a new leotard but she knew, that she would end up going shopping and not do any exercises at all.She continued to look through her draws, she found an old white bra and a pair of old white panties. She quickly put these on and looked at herself in her full length mirror. She now remembered why she did not wear these any more. They were so old that the material had worn making both of them nearly transparent. Her nipples and her shaved pussy could easily be seen through the material of the bra and panties.Jane walked back into the living room and stood in front of the large TV video screen. She told the apartment computer to find her favorite exercise channel. Soon the large TV was displaying be exercised channel.Jane now started to match the movements of the woman on the TV screen. Her big boobs would bounce up and down as she stretched and bent over to the exercises on the TV screen. Her body was now covered with sweat. Astro had been watching his mistress all the time as she went through her exercise routine.Jane continued to exercise for just over 1 hour, she finally collapsed onto the large leather sofa panting heavily. Her body was covered in sweat. Her bra and panties were now soaked with her own sweat and were now completely transparent.Jane laid half collapsed on the large leather sofa her legs were wide open. The material of her small panties had ridden up, and the thin material of her panties were now in between her pussy lips.Astro who had been watching his mistress exercised with keen interest now trotted over to her and put his head in between her wide open legs and started to sniff at her sweaty crotch.Jane did not know that Astro was between her sweaty thighs until she felt his long tongue on her sweat soaked panties. He was running his tongue up and down her pussy slit. She tried to close her thighs but it was impossible with Astro between her legs.Jane tried to push his head from between her thighs. She was now screaming at him to stop. But Astro continued to lick at Jane's groin the taste of her sweat and the liquid that had started to run out of her pussy was delicious to him.Jane finally stopped trying to push Astro away from her pussy. His tongue was now licking up and down her cunt lips and flicking at her clit. Jane could feel her juices starting to flow from her now very aroused pussy.Astro could tell that Jane's behaviour had suddenly changed. Her breathing was coming hard and fast, and she had also spread her legs wide open.Astro was now trying to push his tongue into Jane's pussy. Jane was now moaning softly as Astro continued to lick at her cunt.Jane could feel Astro trying to get his tongue into her pussy. She grabbed her small thin panties and quickly ripped them from her pussy. Jane cried out loud with pleasure when she felt Astros tongue on her there pussy. Jane wanted Astros tongue inside her pussy she reached down and pulled open her pussy lips.Astro quickly took advantage of her open pussy and soon had his tongue deep in her now wet cunt. He greedily started to lap at her pussy juice that was now pouring out of her wet cunt.Jane kept bouncing her pussy up onto his tongue, so that he would continue to flick her clit as he continued to lap up her pussy juices. Jane was so aroused that she was fondling her own breasts through the thin material of her bra.Dennis Anderson was the paperboy that Jane had accidentally flashed her big knockers at.He had just finished his morning paper round and was running late as usual. Dennis had just turned 15 and attended the same school as Jane's daughter Judy. In fact Dennis had a crush on the 16 year old Judy who was in the high school cheer leading squad.Dennis had been so impressed by Judy's mother's big tits, that he had decided to go past her apartment on his way to school.Jane was now thrusting her pussy up onto Astros tongue, as he continued to lap at her cunt. She was now on the verge of a powerful orgasm, she was screaming at Astro to lick her faster.The Dog couldn't understand Jane, but he did understand that the faster he licked her the more of this delicious juice he got. So he was now licking her very fast.Jane was thrusting about on the sofa as Astro continued to expertly eat out her pussy. Jane suddenly grabbed Astros head and kept his tongue on her clit as she had the most wonderful orgasm she nearly screamed the house down. Rosie came rushing out of the kitchen and asked her mistress if everything was OK.Jane just laid on the sofa all covered in sweat she could not answer Rosie for a few seconds. She finally smiled at Rosie and said everything was OK.Rosie then returned to the kitchen.Jane wrapped her arms around Astros head and gave him a big hug, she then started to kiss him on his head. Jane was telling him that he was a very good boy.Jane then noticed that Astro had a massive hard-on. She looked strangely at his big red prick. Jane figured that it must be at least 11 inches long and nearly 3 inches thick with a funny looking big knot at the end of his prick.Astros prick was sort of tapered at the end, Jane could see a couple of small drops of pre-cum dripping from his prick.Jane quickly led Astro to the big fur rug in front of the main apartment window. She quickly took off her bra now she was completely naked. Jane wanted Astro to drip his pre-cum onto her big ripe tits.Jane now positioned herself her directly under Astros belly, she then grabbed hold of his big prick. Astro winched and wined a little bit as Jane took hold of his prick. Jane was now directly under his belly.She held both of her big breasts together and would laugh and giggled to herself every time a drop of Astros pre-cum landed on them. She would then rub his cum into her big tits.Jane now started to wonder what his pre-cum and of course his spunk would taste like. And without her consciously knowing about it her face got closer to his prick.Jane now very slowly let her tongue out of her mouth. Her tongue was only about 1 inch from Astro's prick. Jane held her tongue under Astros prick but did not touch it, just then a single drop of pre-cum landed on it.Jane quickly brought her tongue back into her mouth. Jane swirled her tongue around her mouth savouring the strange taste of Astro's per-cum.Jane then smiled to herself the taste was strange but not bad. In fact she quite enjoyed the strange flavour and texture of his pre-cum. Jane had an over powering urge to taste Astro's prick.She finally gave in to her desires, she very gently put her tongue on to his big prick. She felt his prick twitch under her touch. His prick on her tongue felt odd but it also felt and tasted good.Jane now took more of his prick into her mouth until she had him completely down her throat.Jane was a virgin when she married her husband and George's prick had been the only one that she had ever sucked on.Astro remained perfectly still his mind trying to realise what was happening to him. The feel of his mistress's mouth on his prick felt absolutely wonderful.Jane was now slowly pulling her mouth off Astros big prick much to his disappointment. She would then flicked her tongue across his funny tapered cockhead, then plunged his prick back down her throat.Astro was now whimpering quite loudly as his mistress continued to suck his prick.Jane was now really sucking on Astros prick she had also three fingers buried in her cunt and was fingering herself as she sucked off her pet dog.Jane absolutely loved the taste of Astros prick and quickly realized this would not be the last time she sucked on this delicious tasting dog prick.Dennis was flying his rocket cycle back towards Jane Jetson's apartment complex. He was hoping to catch a quick glimpse of her big tits again. As Dennis approached her large front living room window he had to quickly slam on his brakes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.Judy's beautiful Mother Jane was completely naked, laying under her big pet dog and sucking on his prick while using her fingers to fuck her own pussy.Dennis had watched loads of porn films butt had never seen anything so erotic in his entire young life. He quickly pulled his cell phone out of his coat pocket and started to film everything he was seeing.Jane was greedily sucking on Astros delicious tasting prick. But she suddenly wanted him inside her aching cunt. Jane reluctantly pulled her mouth from his hot prick teasing his cockhead a few times with her tongue by swelling it around and over his sensitive cockhead.She then quickly gave both his big balls a quick kiss and lick. Astros prick was shooting out more pre-cum all the time. Astro whimpered and barked at Jane when she stopped sucking on his prick he really liked the feel of her hot mouth on his Dick.Jane took hold of Astros head and kissed him on his lips forcing her tongue into his mouth. Astro responded by licking Jane's face with his own big tongue.Jane opened her mouth so his tongue could play with her own. Jane and Astro continued to French kiss each other for a few minutes. Jane was getting so hot that she needed to be fucked hard and fast, and she needed it now. Jane quickly took a cushion off the sofa and put it on the floor in front of her. She then got into the doggie position with her nice shapely bottom up in the air, and her arms crossed resting on the soft cushion in front of her.Astro was walking around her whimpering he was confused, he would stop and lick at her pussy then walk around her again.Jane was getting a little frustrated she wondered why Astro didn't jump up and fuck the shit out of her. Jane was talking softly to Astro asking him to mount her. She was also shaking her bottom from side to side. She could feel her own pussy juice running out of her very wet cunt and landing on the expensive thick fur rug.She had never wanted to be fucked so badly in her entire life. She was now begging Astro to fuck her. She was promising him anything he wanted as long as he would give her the fuck of her life.Astro continued to walk around her, Jane was now furiously fingering her own pussy. It was now leaking pussy juice that dripped onto her expensive fur rug and the smell of her wet cunt filled the apartment. Finally Astro walked behind her and started once more to lick at her wet cunt. Jane moaned when she felt is tongue go deep into her wet pussy, once again she beg him to fuck her.Dennis who had been watching everything through the large living room window and recording it on his cell phone. He looked at his fuel gauge on his rocket cycle he was getting quite low on fuel but he did not want to miss anything. He quietly manoeuvred he's rocket cycle and landed it on the balcony, knocking the breakfast table and chairs over.However both Jane and Astro were too busy to hear him. Jane had left the balcony door open Dennis now quietly sneaked into the living room, and got himself in a good position so he could watch and continue to film everything that happened.Astro suddenly stopped licking at Jane's pussy much to her disappointment. He then suddenly mounted her. Jane had to brace herself as Astro was a very large dog.Astro then quickly started to thrust his groin up against Jane's bottom. She could feel his big prick stabbing at her pert little bottom. Astro was trying furiously to find the mark but kept missing it.Jane was getting frustrated she finally grabbed his big prick and guided it into her warm wet pussy. Astro instantly started to thrust furiously driving his prick deep into Jane's wet cunt.Jane gasped in pleasure Astro did not have much of a technique, but the speed and force of his thrusts was getting her wet and Jane loved it.Astro now had his front paws wrapped around Jane's body and he was furiously fucking her with his big doggie prick.Dennis who was watching everything from his hiding place, couldn't resist the urge any longer. He quickly undid his shorts and pulled out his own prick and started to Jack off as he watched this woman getting fucked by the dog. Dennis loved watching her big breasts bounce up and down as Astro thrust into her wet cunt.Jane was making so much noise that Rosie came out of the kitchen to investigate. Rosie just stood watching Astro making love to Jane, she really didn't understand what was going on.Rosie stood watching her. Rosie was fitted with a built in video camera.Jane told Rosie to start filming what was happening, she decided she wanted a permanent reminder of this wonderful fuck. Rosie instantly started to film what was happening.Jane was telling her to made sure that she got some good close up shots of Astros prick going in and out of her wet cunt.Dennis continued to pound on his own prick, he had to bite his own lip to stop himself from moaning out and being discovered. Jane's body now glistened with her own sweat. Astro continued to furiously fuck her.Rosie continued to film everything that was happening.Jane had already had a couple of small orgasms.Now Astro made one almighty thrust and got his knot into Jane's cunt.This caused Jane to have a very powerful orgasm indeed. Astro now started to cum deep inside Jane's well fucked pussy.Every time Astro shot some spunk into her cunt Jane had another small orgasm. This continued for a few minutes Jane couldn't take anymore she thought her cunt was going to explode.Finally Astro stopped spunking into her wet cunt. Jane could feel his spunk leaking out of her pussy and running down her leg.Astro now jumped off Jane's back much to her relief. However her relief soon turned to pain as Astro tried to pull his prick from her cunt. Astro continued to pull his prick from Jane's pussy. Jane's body was racked with sheer pain, but she also continued to orgasm as well.Rosie not being told to stop continued to film everything that happened.Dennis had also cum all over himself, but he also continued to film everything on his cell phone.Jane was now facing one way and Astro was facing the other.He still had his prick stuck in her wet cunt and continued to pull it out of her pussy causing Jane both pain and pleasure at the same time.Astro was now really pulling at his prick and he whimpered every time he tried to get it out of her cunt. Jane was in both agony and ecstasy at the same time.However she realized that Astro had started to panic. Jane quickly told Rosie to grab Astro by his collar and stop him from pulling out of her.Jane started to talk softly to Astro finally she managed to get him to calm down and stand still. Astro and Jane stayed like this for the next 15 minutes all the time Jane continued to talk softly to Astro.She could feel his prick start to go down in sighed her pussy.Finally he pulled his prick from her pussy with a loud popping sound. Astros dog spunk came rushing out of her cunt. Jane didn't want to waste any of the dog spunk that was pouring out of her pussy.She quickly looked around the room. Standing on the small coffee table was a crystal bowl. Jane told Rosie to quickly hand her the bowl. Rosie did as she had been instructed and pass the bowl to Jane.Jane quickly emptied the contents of the bowl which where expensive Belgian luxury chocolates that George had bought her as a gift. She then placed the large bowl under her pussy to catch all of Astros dog spunk.Astro was now trotting back to his basket. Jane could see that his prick was still covered with his delicious dog spunk. Jane now positioned herself in a squatting stance with the bowl still under her pussy catching the spunk that was still dripping from her well fucked cunt.She then called Astro back over to her. Astro came over to Jane wagging his tail in a friendly manner his big prick bobbing under his belly as he trotted towards her.Once Astro was up to her Jane once again took his prick in her hands. She lovingly rubbed her hands up and down his prick.She then lowered herself a little bit more on to the now half full bowl and bobbed her head under Astros belly and took his prick back into her hot mouth.Astro again began to whimper as Jane ran her tongue lovingly up and down his prick.Jane continued to suck and lick at his big prick and hairy balls until she was certain that she had licked up every last drop of his delicious dog spunk.Finally Jane let Astros prick out of her hot mouth. Astro then turned and gave her face a hot sloppy kiss with his big red tongue. He then went back to his basket got in it and went to sleep.Jane looked at her pet dog and said to herself, "Men they are all the same they blow their load, then go to sleep." She then started to laugh to herself.Jane now stood up and picked up the bowl full of Astros dog spunk. Jane put her tongue into the bowl lapping up a large blob of the now thick dog spunk. She played with it in her mouth for a few moments then swallowed it with a smile.Rosie was still filming all the action. As was the Dennis from his hiding place.Jane then turned and carried the bowl into the kitchen followed by Rosie.Once Jane and Rosie were out of sight and in the kitchen Dennis realized that he had better get going before he was discovered. He quietly got back onto the balcony. Dennis quickly climbed back aboard his rocket cycle and disappeared into the morning sky.Rosie thinking that she heard something coming from the balcony went to investigate. She found the table and chairs all over the balcony. She quickly rearrange the furniture and then went back to continuing filming Jane in the kitchen.When Rosie had got back into the kitchen Jane was just putting the bowl of Astros dog spunk into the refrigerator.When Jane turned and so Rosie looking at her. Jane smiled at Rosie then said, "Are you still filming me?"Rosie informed Jane that, she was still filming everything. Rosie's video camera was built into her left eye so it was hard to tell if she had stopped or not.Jane then walked back into the living room retrieved her dressing gown and put it on. Rosie followed Jane into the living room. Rosie then asked Jane, if she wished her to start cleaning up the room?Jane looked around the room, the expensive fur rug was stained with dog's spunk. The room smelled of sex and sweat.Jane told Rosie first to transfer the full recording she had made to Jane's personal computer in her bedroom. Jane quickly told Rosie the access code so she could send the film to her computer.Rosie now informed Jane that the film had been successfully send to her personal computer in her bedroom.Jane smiled at Rosie then told her to delete the recording from her internal memory.Rosie had deleted the recording then told Jane that the recording had been completely deleted.Jane then informed Rosie that she was not to mention this to anyone. She told her that it was a priority command.Rosie replied that she understood the priority command and would not mention it to anyone.Jane then smiled at Rosie and asked her to start cleaning up the living room while she went for a hot long shower.The End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - TV, Sitcom & Movie Archive |
helping.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/helping.txt | I had helped Dawn put the kids to bed, do their bedtime stories and so forth, before wandering back downstairs. Dawn was preparing dinner and we sat at the table to eat in peace. Dinner was nothing special, pleasant but ordinary. We made small talk as we ate before Dawn went into a big long explanation about her sister, Linda. Linda was a bit scatty but totally harmless and was married to Jim, an odd guy to say the least but, again, totally harmless. They were as barmy as each other and deserved each other. Both had good jobs but lacked common sense and judgment in my opinion. Having said that, I am hardly Mr. University Challenge myself!Linda and Jim, it appears, were having some trouble in the bedroom area, mainly in the area of conception. Linda was desperate for a baby but they had been unable to conceive. They'd been referred to a specialist and it appears Linda was firing on all cylinders but Jim lacked the necessary ingredients inasmuch he had a low sperm count.Poor Linda was beside herself and the cost of private treatment was well beyond their financial means and state health care put them at the bottom of the list, given their ages and priority level. Dawn and Linda had discussed for some time the potential solutions and, between them, they'd devised a plan.It seems that although they could probably find a sperm donor, they wanted someone they knew and could trust, especially as this was a bit of a sensitive matter, they did not want to involve a total stranger, nor did they wish to be in a position of embarrassment. "So tell me about the plan," I said, swallowing my mouthful and reaching for my steaming hot mug of coffee."She wants to use your sperm," Dawn said as I sipped my drink. I almost choked, spitting and dribbling coffee all over the table and my plate."You what?" I yelled."She wants your sperm," Dawn said calmly, happy that none of my coffee had been spat in her direction."You cannot be serious," I said, regaining my composure."Why?" she asked, the seriousness in her eyes quite disconcerting."Why?" I replied. "How do you plan to get the stuff into her?"Dawn explained that I was to produce the semen on my own into a pot, Jim would then use a baby feeding syringe to squirt it inside his wife and, hey presto, instant pregnancy."No way," I said. "Anyway, I don't want to be chased for maintenance payments if she and Jim divorce. He could legally state the kid wasn't his," I offered. Dawn just scoffed and accused me of being selfish. She didn't speak to me for a couple of hours, partly because she was pissed off with me and partly because she was on the phone to Linda.Having been married for a few years, I was used to being given the silent treatment so after I'd checked my emails and loaded the dishwasher, I pulled a cold beer from the fridge and switched on the satellite box to watch the end of the twenty20 game.Ten minutes later, Dawn had hung up and came and sat next to me."Sorry about earlier," she said, giving me a tender kiss on the cheek. I looked at her and I noticed her pretty face. Her eyes showed an element of slyness and I guessed she was up to something. I turned my attention back to the TV."I guess the syringe idea would never have worked," she went on, cuddling up to me, lifting her knees onto the sofa. "I mean, it would have trouble being directed deep enough," she said. I kept quiet, watching the umpire signal a wide delivery."They still desperately want a baby though" she continued, "It would be so nice to help them." I was dangerously assuming she wanted us to lend them the money to seek private treatment and I was going to say no. I had plans for our savings and it didn't involve Linda and Jim. Dawn was on a different agenda."So they've decided to wait for a couple of years then?" I asked, both eyes still on the TV."No" Dawn responded slowly and I guessed the punch line was approaching and I braced myself. I need a drink to calm my nerves I thought and I took a big long gulp from my can of beer."Linda wants you to inject your sperm direct from it's source" she said. Backtrack a couple of hours where I all but choked on my coffee, I now found myself choking on my beer. "You're all nuts!" I said between coughing fits as I tried to regain my composure. "Linda said she'd like you to ejaculate inside her as deep as you can get so that the sperm has a greater opportunity to reach it's goal," she said, triumphantly. Now lets put something into perspective here. Linda and Dawn are sisters and they have many similarities, one of which they are both incredibly horny to look at. Linda was a few years younger but being attracted to Dawn for her looks and body, it was not difficult for me to be attracted to Linda. My wife was actually asking me to fuck her sister, in so many words. This could work to my advantage, I thought to myself but I did not wish to appear too keen. Besides, I still wanted to know some of their plans."Don't be daft. Jim'll feel totally pissed off," I said. Dawn shook her head and explained it was actually Jim's idea. His plan was that I would bring myself to a certain point before inserting myself and leaving my cargo of tadpoles. And as her high risk time of ovulation was nearing, Dawn had invited them to stay this weekend in the spare room. It was arranged and I had no choice.I negotiated with Dawn."Firstly," I said, "I am not getting myself to boiling point on my own. She's your sister so you'll need to help." Dawn was a little taken aback but she nodded."Secondly, Linda will need to be ready as I don't fancy having to force entry," I said in the politest way possible, "So Jim'll have to pull his finger out!" I didn't realise the poor terminology at first. "You know what I mean," I added as way of an apology."How do you want me to help?" she asked. I put down my beer and switched off the TV. "You can start by removing your top," I said, pulling at the hem of her blouse. "OK," she said, "Tonight but not when Jim and Linda are here. I stopped and reached for the remote control."Fine," I said. "If you don't want to help Linda, you can explain to her," and I went to switch on the TV again. I'd lost interest in the sport and knew if I played my cards right, this could be an excellent weekend."OK," Dawn agreed, reluctantly. "But nothing else.""No. I'll need to get aroused and ready to climax so I'll need to fuck you, I'll just move my cock from your pussy to Linda's pussy as I approach climax," I said."But that means Jim might see my... you know?" she said, shyly. I grinned inside."Your what?" I asked, enjoying her obvious discomfort."You know!" she said, blushing like a school girl."Come on," I said. "You had sex with other guys before we met. I'm not the only one who's seen you naked. It's for your own sister." I was pulling the right strings and Dawn was definitely torn between sisterly love and her own ego."We'll see," she said. I reached for the remote control again and she took my hand."OK!" she said in a resignedly sort of way."Fancy a practice now?" I said, cuddling her close and placing my hand on her breast. She smiled and kissed me."Sleepy?" she asked. I shook my head."Wouldn't mind going to bed though!" I replied. She smiled and lead me upstairs.***The weekend arrived and Friday night saw the arrival of our two guests. Both casually dressed, Jim arrived with several cases of beer, probably to give him some Dutch courage at the potential ordeal of seeing his betrothed being fucked and getting pregnant.The kids were given an early night and Saturday night, they both had a sleepover planned. Linda had brought a DVD with calming and relaxing music with video footage of sunsets and rolling waves. Jim also had a handful of DVD's which consisted of lesbians, whips and chains and a range of other extreme sex, none of which I would have found particularly erotic.We chatted for a couple of hours and Jim was hitting the beer big time. I couldn't really blame him, it must have been agonising for him and this was partly why I had planned for Dawn to be a little bit of an exhibitionist. But mostly, I had planned this because I found wife sharing and exhibitionism erotic. I now know I am not alone in this little pleasure but at the time, I did feel as though I was a little perverted.Linda put her dodgy music and sunset DVD on and, to be totally honest, I'd have found the cartoons more erotic. Hell, it was dire!I consoled myself in the knowledge that, hopefully, I would soon have my dick buried not only into my wife's pussy, but also the lovely Linda's pussy as well.I told Jim that he'd need to get Linda aroused and if he found the need, he could arouse her by having sex with her in front of Dawn and me. Either way, she'd need her skirt and panties off. She looked very embarrassed but as I started to make out with Dawn, they began to chill.Dawn kissed me but began to freak a bit when I pulled at her top."Come on sweet heart," I whispered. "Linda and Jim are relying on our help.""I can't do it," she whispered. I kissed her and stroked her hair."You can. For Linda's sake" I said and I pulled at her top again. This time she offered no resistance and she was sat on the sofa with me with her top off. I unclipped her bra and again, she showed no resistance. Her lovely tits were exposed to the atmosphere and although she had her back to Jim, she felt very self conscious. I began to kiss her neck and help to chill her out, knowing what she liked and despite her obvious uncertainty, she responded. I glanced over briefly at our guests and she was already removing Jim's briefs, him totally naked and her down to her undies. They had fewer inhibitions than Dawn.I fondled my wife's tits and they felt as gorgeous as ever, soft and warm, the nipple hardening nicely in my fingers. Dawn's kisses became hungrier and I responded, allowing my hand to fall to her skirt. Dawn was beginning to lose herself in her sensations, vaguely aware that her kid sister was a couple of feet away sucking on Jim's erect cock. Dawn's skirt was swiftly removed, her panties following almost immediately and I removed myself from her kisses, moving my lips and tongue slowly down her neck (something she'd always found erotic), kissing her shoulders before moving down her torso, making minor detours on the via the area I referred to as Dawn's alpine region, her ample breasts like a pair of mountains ready to be conquered.I noticed that Jim had removed Linda's bra and her tits were every bit as fine as Dawn's and I imagined it must be a genetic tendency. I was hoping Linda was every bit as horny with my cock inside her as her bigger sister was. Linda was already sopping wet and Jim's idea of foreplay was to slap her bottom a couple of times before entering her from behind. Linda groaned so loud, I feared it would wake the kids! Linda moved in perfect rhythm as Jim slapped his 5 inches of meat into him. I was pleased with this because whilst I was a mere average 7," it was bigger than his! Dawn had released my erection from my briefs and her hand began to massage it's length, slowly and tantalisingly, teasing me with her hand, her tongue finding mine as we kissed, exchanging bodily juices.Linda had started to moan as Jim picked up his pace. I reminded him that he should not cum inside his own wife as it could water down my own semen and make the likelihood of conception less likely. He looked at me like he wanted to throttle me, but I buried my face in Dawn's freshly trimmed pussy. She squirmed as my tongue hit her more sensitive areas, triggering her first orgasm on my tongue. Desperate for greater stimulation, she made it clear what she wanted."Fuck me. I need your cock," she murmured. I got this perverse idea and I knew it would work."You want some cock buried deep inside you, do you?" I replied, teasing her with the tip of my erection against her moist pussy lips."Give it to me, now!" she said, pressing herself against my hips. I moved backwards, avoiding entry. She moaned in frustration. "I need your cock.""I've got to save it for Linda, remember?" I replied, followed by "But I know how you can get some cock. Kneel down." She knelt down on the carpet, leaning towards the sofa and I snapped my fingers at Jim, signalling for him to join me. He instantly realised what was going to happen and he seemed pretty eager. Like me, he'd always fancied his wife's sister as they had many similar traits and when I offered him the opportunity to fuck Dawn, it was like Christmas and Birthday come together."You want some cock, you've got some cock," I whispered to Dawn and Jim began to enter my wife. My brother in law was now fucking my wife and I had encouraged it. Dawn didn't realise it wasn't me at first until Jim's cock stopped short."What's happening?" she questioned, a little confused. Then the penny dropped. "It's only fair that you get some cock if I'm giving mine to your sister," I said. Linda had crawled over next to me and had lowered her mouth to my groin. The first I knew of it was when I felt her warm breath on my erection, followed by her warm wet tongue licking the very head of my dick.Jim was now going for it and, despite his miniscule size, he was giving my wife a fairly good time, his fingers giving her clitoris plenty of stimulation, his cock sliding in and out of her.Meanwhile, I'd taken the opportunity to reach out to Linda's lovely tits and squeezed them gently together, my little fingers wiggling so that they stimulated her nipples. I moved my cock from her mouth and laid her on the carpet on her back, laying gently between her legs. I gently kissed her right tit, avoiding the other which was still covered in Jim's saliva. Linda moaned in pleasure and she was approaching an orgasm as my nipple nibbling continued, my other hand stroking her inner thigh area, my hard throbbing cock gently rubbing against her nicely flat belly, her bushy pubic hair was nice and dark in total contrast to the ivory skin below her bikini line. I realised that her breasts were as tanned as the rest of her and guessed she was no stranger to being topless in public. Another thing she and my wife had in common.Looking over at Dawn, I saw her thrusting back into Jim's pumping hips, he had now reached forward to grab her tits. Dawn then moved herself and laid Jim on the floor, taking his tool in her hand and lowering her self onto him. Instantly, he raised his hands and placed them again on my wife's tits and squeezed, she riding his cock slowly and deliberately, one hand stimulating her clitoris. She moaned in pleasure as her second climax built.Linda regained my attention. She pulled my face towards her and kissed me."Make me pregnant," she demanded. "Make babies with me.""I'm not ready to cum just yet," replied, "But if you want, I can enter you now." She grinned and grabbed my cock with her hand, forcing my cock towards her love channel."Make love to me," she whispered. This was it, I was going to screw my sister in law with my wife watching whilst she fucked my brother in law. I heard Jim talking dirty to Dawn. "Fuck me, fuck me," he said. "Squeeze my tits," she moaned. "Squeeze them harder. Pinch the nipples, Ooh yes," she said. Linda was getting well horny her self and she joined in."Jim, you fuck my sister whilst I fuck my brother in law," she said. I was amazed because whilst Linda was no stranger to sex, she was a little reserved and talked about making love. Now she was talking about fucking. I slid my erection into her warm sweet pussy. She'd been used to Jim's measly 5 inches so I guessed I'd better not go too deep as it might hurt her. She'd only ever had sex with one previous partner before Jim and may not be used to different sizes. I needn't have worried, however."Give it to me large!" she said. "I want all your cock, deep inside me. I need you to come inside me as deep as you can. I need your spunk on my eggs. Take me. Have me. Fuck me," she said, building up a crescendo that ended in her orgasm.Linda was reaching another climax, mostly through her clitoral stimulation, but Jim was nearing his climax, too.Dawn was not on the pill and we use condoms when we fuck, but Jim was riding my wife bareback."I'm going to spill my load," he groaned, his ecstasy rising. "No. I'm not protected," Dawn said."He can't get Linda pregnant. You're safe," I uttered, feeling the delight of Linda's tight pussy on my cock, her orgasm receding and her grip on my dick relaxing. I thrust deeper into Linda again and she continued with her positive encouragement."God, you're so big. Fuck me big boy, fuck me!" I'd never been called big boy before and my ego grew as big as my erection."Jeez!" Jim screamed from behind me and his actions told me he was ejaculating inside my wife, his creamy white cum being pumped deep inside my beautiful wife's pussy. No one else had screwed that pussy for at least 9 years and no one other than me had ever screwed that pussy without protection. Ever!"Deeper!" Linda urged and I returned my attention to her, nibbling her neck and ear. She couldn't get enough of me and she hooked her ankles into the backs of my knees, pulling my buttocks into her, her nails digging into my soft bum flesh, causing a bitter sweet pain.I repositioned myself so that her legs were over my shoulders, allowing me deeper penetration, again her ankles were wrapped around the backs of my legs, her arms holding my hips and pulling me in deeper. She could barely breathe as she reached another climax, her whole body going as rigid as my cock. Her pussy muscles tightened around my cock and as I endeavoured to thrust into her, I could contain myself no longer."Shit, I'm cumming!" I said through clenched teeth and sprayed the inside of her pussy with my cum. Dawn had not let me fuck her since I agreed to make babies with Linda, so there was 3 or 4 days worth of spunk flowing out of my dick into her waiting womb. After I'd ejaculated in her, I used her pussy to milk every last drop out of me into her and she lay on the carpet, twisting around so her legs were resting on the sofa. I'd got her a cushion to put under her hips, allowing for better gravitational pull for the semen to find the right spot.Dawn wouldn't look at me for a bit but Jim had a smile like a Cheshire cat. Yes, he was over the moon.Jim did the gentlemanly bit and went and brought in some cold beers, remembering to bring in a soft drink for Linda who might, at this very moment, could well be pregnant. I opened the can and drank greedily, noticing Jim sit on the sofa with my wife sat on the carpet in front of the sofa. Jim was now taking liberties, he'd sat on the sofa and put his arms around my wife's shoulders, with a hand on each of her tits, gently and openly tweaking her nipples. She responded to his arousal by turning around and placing his small dick on her tongue. Not to be out done, I sat next to Linda and began stroking her thigh until she slapped my hand away. "Don't you want a second helping?" I asked her. Linda shook her head."I need to be like this for a while," she said. I crawled over to my wife who was on all fours sucking my brother in law but she wriggled away from me, engrossed in her own little world. What a bummer!We eventually retired to our own beds with our own partners but not before Jim had had the blow job of his life from Dawn. It was just as well I'm not a jealous man, but he was a lucky bastard!Next day was pretty uneventful, busy with the kids until lunchtime when we took them to their friends' house for their sleep over. Mid afternoon we got the barbecue ready but sadly, mother nature invited some rain clouds to visit around the time the coals were lit. So an evening indoors was the plan and more cold beer.Saturday evening was much less formal than Friday. Door locked, curtains pulled and clothes off. No one bothered with clothing, Dawn happily wandering around the kitchen in her altogether. She avoided my grip when I went to cuddle her, but happily responded to Jim's wandering hands as her groped her arse and boobs. Linda was happily wandering around naked, too, but was much more reserved and less flamboyant. If I went to either of the women, I was rebuffed. This was not working the way I had planned.The hours passed and we all ate, drank and were merry. I was beginning to feel weary and was contemplating going to bed on my own when Jim gave me a beer and asked me rather brusquely if I was going to get on with it! Jim is shorter than me and had I been a bit more drunk than I was, I would probably have decked the bloke.They want a baby, they want me to provide the necessary and I get all the crap. Not quite the fairy tale end I had planned.Linda had assumed a position on the floor, hardly romantic or even erotic. She lay on the floor like a rag doll. You could have walked into the lounge and thought you'd stepped into a Hollywood murder scene, there was debris and empty beer cans everywhere and a body lying in a somewhat unorthodox position."Come on then!" Linda urged. "This is damned uncomfortable!" The entire scene was so ridiculous I almost laughed out loud. Linda had been fingering herself and she was very wet, ready to go. As for me, I was not even on the starting block. I couldn't get an erection.Linda called Dawn into the lounge for a mini conference and Dawn reluctantly agreed to a joint fondling session. For some reason, I just could not get aroused. My darling wife fondling my cock and balls and I was as soft as jelly.I collapsed on the sofa, confused and you could see Dawn's concern, more for the fact we (or more exactly, I) was letting them down. Jim put his arm around my wife to console her and she cuddled up to him, his tiny dick becoming erect and he began to fondle my wife's tits. She responded by holding his cock, maybe just to see if she still could turn a man on. It worked with Jim and in no time, his fingers were inside Dawn's pussy and her moans told me she was beginning to enjoy herself. I noticed I was getting hard, not because the alcohol was wearing off, but I found my wife getting it on with another guy a real turn on. I shook my head, trying to clear my jumbled thoughts, but the more I watched, the more I felt horny.This sudden change of state did not go unnoticed by Linda and she called me over, still spread eagled over the floor."You two are clever," she called over, "Keep it going, it's turning him on. Look!" They both looked and smirked as my cock showed signs of enlarging itself to erection, and Linda urged my wife on further."Go on. Fuck my husband so your husband can see. It's OK if he comes in you, his count is low so he can't get you pregnant.""Hang on a minute..." I protested but I was pulled by my wrist to the floor and Linda gave me her 'Don't you dare' glare. I gulped."I want a baby and you promised to help," she said, sternly. "Now are you going to inject your sperm into me or not?" she asked. I looked at her, torn between jealousy of my wife and Jim, desperately wanting to fuck Linda and also being able to help members of my own family."I'm not quite ready yet," I said meekly, as a way of buying time."Jim, dear?" Linda called over, "Could you be a love and put your cock inside my big sister's vagina please and talk dirty to her.""Of course," he replied and I remember thinking he was a real creep. Dawn, however, was infatuated with him."Let me enter your pussy, Dawn," he whispered to her. "I want to make love to you, I want to feel your warm wet pussy on my rock hard cock.""Ooh, yes. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me all night. Don't stop fucking me!" Dawn went on.There was no doubt about it, it was certainly doing the trick and my cock was becoming firm enough to fuck."Put it in me please," Linda asked, her polite manner very off putting. I looked at her."Can't you speak to me like that?" I pleaded, pointing to our respective partners who were now deep in copulation."But you've got an erection now," she said."But I need some stimulation if you want my sperm to come out," I said, my voice must have sounded quite desperate by now. Linda sighed a big sigh. "What is it with men?" she asked out loudly to herself. Dawn ignored the comments, busy having her pussy rammed with a cock smaller than mine and loving it. Was it me that was going mad?My thoughts were interrupted by Linda drawing me to her, positioning me between her upturned legs and guiding my erection into her waiting love tunnel."Make me a baby," she smiled. That was it. I was taking over. I rammed my 7-incher into her pussy as hard as I could."I'm going to fuck you. Fuck you, you hear? I'm fucking the arse of you, baby, and I'm gonna cum inside you. I'm gonna fill your hot wet pussy full of my spunk," I said out loud, working up some pace on Linda. Her face grimaced as my cock plunged deep into her sex, my balls slapping against her arse cheeks making a sound like a clap. As I fucked her faster, the slapping noise sounded more like an audience at a theatre."No, no, no!" she cried, shaking her head violently from side to side. Jim interrupted his session to come over to me."Take it easy mate, that's my wife your banging there.""Fuck off! Back to what you were doing!" I said with fever in my voice. "You're having my wife and I'm having yours. It's me doing you the favour, remember?"Jim was taken aback by my sudden mood change, but I was getting pretty darned cheesed off with his attitude.Linda was still grimacing. "You're too big for me," she said. "It hurts," she complained."You had no problems yesterday," I retorted. Jim glared at me."That's well out of order," he said. I stopped and withdrew my cock from Linda."Fine," I said and I made for the stair case. "I'm off to bed," and I ascended the stairs. I could hear Linda crying and shortly after, Dawn came storming into the room. We had a big row but I agreed to keep up my side of the bargain and went downstairs and deposited my load in Linda. It was an endurable task whereby the previous night, it had been enjoyable.The atmosphere was pretty tense and when Dawn joined me in our own bed later that night, her pussy soaked with Jim's semen, I rolled away from her."How come he's better than me in bed?" I implored. From the movement on the mattress, Dawn must have shrugged her shoulders."Being smaller is less painful," she offered. "His technique makes up for his lack of size." I couldn't believe I was hearing this. Ladies have always told me that size was important. I knew I was only average and if I were going to loose my wife, I'd always assumed it would be to a guy who was better endowed. Not some dwarf with a digit for a dick.Sunday was also strained. I went to collect the kids from their sleepover and when I got back, the smiles on their 3 faces and the tell tale smell of sex told me Jim had been having snacks between meals with my wife. His freshly shaved chin bore the odour of Dawn's pussy, and it didn't seem that he'd even had the decency to wash before the kids came home. The weather was better and the kids joined us for a barbecue in the afternoon, the showers having blown away to the east albeit temporarily. After the kids had been bathed and put to bed, we settled down to supper, dressed this time in our night clothes, just in case one of the children awoke. Jim soon had lipstick on his dipstick as Dawn continued her training as a meat sword swallower. Linda was just in a dream most of the time, reality totally passing her by until, suddenly out of the blue, she'd say "It's time." She'd claimed to be in tune with her body clock and ovulation was occurring. It was strange how it didn't occur whilst she was playing hoop la with the kids a few hours earlier, or when she'd had a shower at 8.15 this morning. Dawn and Jim were fucking each other on the sofa whilst I had to clear some of the plates on the dining table so Linda could lean forward enabling me to take her from behind. I went to fondle her tits but she wriggled out of my reach."Focus," she said like a sports coach. Was this reality or was it some warped dream? I fucked her mechanically, dick in, thrust a few times, shoot my load and out. It was done with military precision I wondered if I would get a George cross for gallantry. All I knew was that I was cross, mostly with myself for having let the situation get out of hand. At least tomorrow was Monday and they would be heading home, leaving Dawn and me to rebuild our relationship.Linda remained in her position so that my juices would hit the mark. I walked through the lounge where Jim and my wife were fucking each others brains out. I had to step over their arses but I doubt they even knew I'd passed them, so engrossed with each other. I went to bed and awoke at 7 the next morning, Linda beside me in bed, her night gown almost nailed to her ankles. One of my kids walked in to the bedroom and looked rather confused. I got up and left Linda sleeping, and attended to the kids, ensuring they'd had their breakfast and had the right books for school.That experience was a few months ago. Thankfully, I've never been asked to repeat it, which is a blessed relief. Did Linda get pregnant? No, after all that effort, she'd ovulated a week earlier and we'd missed the window of opportunity. Jim, however, was elated. He was going to be a dad after all. Dawn was the one ovulating and although Jim had a low sperm count, the amount of spunk he'd deposited in my wife had left her with a definite bulge in the belly which is not beer or food related.Dawn prefers the smaller cock and she has moved in with Jim and Linda. The three of them share the same house. My house.As for me, well I got to fuck my sister in law I suppose. Dawn doesn't love me, Linda doesn't love me and Jim wants me to fuck off. The kids miss me but they're young enough to adapt.So, if there's any ladies out there looking for Mr. average with a standard sized dick, I'll be at the 'Moon under Water' pub every night until closing time. And how will you recognise me? I'll be the sad bastard that no one wants to talk to, getting drunk and going out dogging. Interested? See you there, then!!END |
forced.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/03/forced.txt | This was the first time Nick had seen his friend Jeff in three years. Jeff had gone off to school and Nick moved down to Florida. When he came home for a visit this Christmas he decided he would drive the three hours to Camden to see Jeff. On the trip there he thought about how Jeff had changed, he'd graduated, moved in with some woman, and settled down. He couldn't ever imagine Jeff settling for one woman. Even when Jeff was dating two girls, he still had plenty of energy to chase women, read Playboy and come over to Nick's to watch blue movies. He couldn't wait to meet the ball and chain who did him in. If she looked like Jeff's old girlfriends, he could wait. Jeff had a penchant for young looking, flat-chested, dark haired, tall women. Nick didn't share his tastes.He arrived at Jeff's new address. Jeff answered and was happy, and a little apprehensive to see Nick. Jeff looked successful, power hair cut, expensive suit, BMW in the drive, and his house was something. Not too bad for the nerd Jeff was in grade school. Nick looked around for "Nikki" who was Jeff's ball and chain. No signs of her except for the decor."Nick, it's great to see you, and I would be really happy at you staying here for the holidays, but please, just don't upset Nikki by talking about old times. From what I've told her, she is opposed to old times, and you old man!!"Nick grinned. Oh he just loved making Jeff squirm. So Nikki was bossy too. "When will the old ball and chain be back?""She has a rehearsal, she'll be in way after we go to sleep, and she'll most likely come home and try to figure out a way to open her Christmas presents and rewrap them without me noticing. I always end up buying her twice as many presents because she knows what everything is before Christmas morning!!"Jeff looked around for pictures of this girl, but evidently she was camera shy, they always used to evaluate each other's girlfriends.**He couldn't sleep, so he got up to go get something to eat in the kitchen. The Christmas tree looked huge and was the only source of light in the house with its lights. Then he saw her. The girl was bent over investigating her presents evidently. She wore a tee shirt that revealed white cotton panties and one hell of an ass and long tan legs. Long straight blonde hair came halfway down her back.From the back this girl was a hell of a looker, he waited for her to turn around so he could assess the rest of her, which he was sure was not as good. She was laughing to herself, he moved back into the shadows so he could watch her without her knowing. She bent over to look at another package when Jeff came bursting in to the room yelling "Aha!!!!" he tackled her and they fell into the presents laughing. Her hair fell away from her face, she was absolutely beautiful. Gorgeous peaches and cream complexion, very dark eyes, and a killer smile. Nick was impressed. He listened to Jeff complain about Nikki's late hours, and how he was missing her of late. He also, to his incredulous ears, heard her say until he kidnapped and forced himself on her, he wasn't going to get any. He teasingly called her a bitch, and said he would think about her fantasy some more, but he just needed something to tide himself over. He started kissing her, and as she rolled on her side her shirt pulled up revealing small white panties against a tanned concave stomach. God, he had to see her tits. But her hair was covering them. Jeff kissed her stomach and looked like he was blowing hot air through her panties onto her pussy. She was breathing heavily. "Jeff, eat my pussy please?"He pulled down her panties, and her pussy hair was dark for a blonde, dark brown, and was shaved into the popular rectangle. Jeff licked and sucked her pussy, and when she raised her hips to meet his mouth Nick got glimpses of her ass.Then she asked, 'Enough tiding...?" Got up and ran to their bedroom. Jeff looked pissed, evidently he was going to have to give into this fantasy of hers. Nick was pissed, god he had to see her tits!!Nick woke up to the smell of bacon, coffee, and he thought blueberry muffins. He went to the kitchen and Jeff introduced, beaming proudly, Nick to Nikki. She said hello rather coolly and served them breakfast. She was even more beautiful now. He still couldn't make out her chest because she had on biker pants and a baggy sweatshirt. They looked enormous though. But enormous also meant sag. Oh well, she's not perfect!She took off. And Nick told Jeff what he had witnessed the night before. Jeff didn't seem upset, he actually seemed to enjoy the voyeurism of the situation. "But don't tell Nikki man. She is very protective about her nudity!! So you heard the bit about the fantasy then?""What is that all about?""Nikki wants me to force her to have sex. She has always had the typical female rape fantasy. Not too violent of course, just the man she loves acting out a "forced" scene. But I also know she gets turned on by the idea of two guys making her submit. "Hey Nick, you find her attractive don't you?"**So they set it up. The only problem was that Nikki seemed to actively dislike Nick. But maybe that would add to it. She got home pretty late. She went to take a whirlpool, and Jeff and Nick invited her to watch movies with them. They both wore sweat pants and no shirts. They prepared snacks, and Nikki came out looking embarrassed at their state of undress, wearing a long shirt that seemed to cover up a tight half tee shirt and underwear. She dived under the blankets, between Jeff and Nick, and they settled back onto the sectional to watch the movies.Jeff had told Nick earlier that Nikki had lost a bet to him yesterday and today she was his complete slave. She thought it was great Nick showed up because now Jeff wouldn't really make her cough up on the bet.She was wrong.They turned on the first movie, a soft porn. Nikki started to get up, she was pissed. Jeff reminded her about their bet, and how she had to do anything he said. She looked embarrassed that he said this in front of Nick. But she sat back down.Nick and Jeff were getting turned on by the movie, but more from Nikki's discomfort, and what was to come. Nikki was drinking some champagne, and Jeff kissed her sharing the taste. She looked very uncomfortable and rebellious, but I guess she was a woman of her word. Jeff started tongue kissing her, massaging her neck and took her hair down from its ponytail. She stopped looking resentful, and started looking turned-on. Jeff stopped and told her to take off her shirt. Nikki balked loudly, but gave in when Jeff explained every time she questioned a command tonight, she would get a punishment, in front of Nick. "Nick wants to see your big tits, take off your shirt."Nikki slowly unbuttoned it, flushing angrily, and pulled her hair over the front of the half tee shirt. Jeff pulled it back. She had really magnificent tits, and they looked great on her. Her waist was so narrow it added to the effect. The tee shirt hugged her, and when she moved you could see her jiggle. You couldn't see her nipples though.Oh well, anticipation is half the fun.Another 10 minutes into the movie Nick put his arm around her shoulders. She went stiff but eventually relaxed against his shoulder. She smelled great, clean and soft. She had pulled up the blanket around her shirt, and Jeff nudged Nick to pull it down. He did, and got hard all over again. He was never so turned on as at this moment. The thought of what Jeff and he had planned really was get-ting Nick horny.He let his hand slip down and brushed the cold cooler bottle against her tit. He moved it back and forth, and heard her intake of breath. He put down the cooler and let his hand slip down around one big mound. Jeff did look a little like he was getting jealous, but also looked horny. Nick massaged her breasts, he couldn't wait to see her tits. He reached up under the tee shirt to play with the undersides of her tits, jiggling them up and down.Nikki looked really uncomfortable, but her nipples were jutting out through the material of the shirt. He picked up the cooler again and rubbed it across her chest and then poured some champagne onto her tee shirt. She pulled back, but Jeff pushed her forward and told her to stick out her tits for Nick. He poured more over them until the shirt was almost transparent. Her nipples were large and dark.Nick told her to take off her shirt, when she hesitated, Jeff nodded at her. She reached up and pulled off the wet shirt. She had the best tits Nick had ever seen. Big and round, firm, and capped with large dark nipples that looked swollen and jutted out from the breast itself. He couldn't stand it, he knew he was hurting her, but he had to keep tugging and pinching those nipples. He did that for 10 minutes. Pinching and tugging. She started to moan with a little pain and probably pleasure as well. She pulled back and pulled up the cover. Nick let her rest for awhile, he was about to cum, so he gave himself a breather too. In a little while he pulled down the blanket again but this time he pulled Nikki onto his lap.He reached around for the ice in the champagne bucket, and rubbed it all over her nipples. Under, over, and agonizingly over her nipples. She was facing him and he pulled her down to rest on his erection, grinding her against it. He could feel the heat of her pussy through both their clothes.All of a sudden she pulled back and started to get up. Jeff was pissed and told her she would be punished. He got up and came back with clothes pins.He placed one on each nipple, and she screamed with each one. He opened them up and pinched her every time she complained until she shut up.He warned her that next time she would take one of us up her ass. She was quiet. He told her to give Nick a blow job. Nick grabbed her head and pushed it down as he slipped down his sweats to reveal a thick hard on. Nikki recoiled from this action, but Nick pushed her head down toward his lap again. She choked and sputtered, but started sucking his cock like a pro. She used her hand with her mouth well. Nick laid her down and dangled his balls over her face, she turned her mouth away. Jeff was really getting turned on by watching Nick forcing sex on his woman. He also got mad when she started to protest, so he lifted up her legs and smacked her on the ass hard. She relented and Nick's balls got sucked and munched on.Jeff told her to put her tits together and he rubbed his cock between her fabulous tits. Nick pushed in and out of her mouth, about to cum, he warned her. She pulled away yelling, she hated the taste of cum. Jeff pushed her down and swatted her ass until she sucked Nick, and when he came and she tried to pull away, Jeff forcefully held her head and made her swallow the cum and even the shots that missed her mouth and landed on her beautiful peaches and cream skin he made her wipe with her fingers and eat.He then pulled off her panties. Her pussy was perfectly trimmed and thick. Jeff spread apart her lips and showed Nick her large clit. Jeff flicked it a few times, and made her turn around. He rubbed her ass cheeks, which were bubbly but not quite chunky, and spread her cheeks to show Nick her asshole.Jeff pulled her down and inserted his cock into her mouth, and the sight of that made Nick hard again. As soon as he was, he lay down and pulled Nikki on top of him and slowly slid in his cock. She grimaced at its large size. She was hot, wet and very tight.Jeff had bragged about her tight pussy, he hadn't been lying. They took the clothes pins off her nipples, and she rubbed her sore nipples. Her magnificent breasts jiggled up and down as she slowly rode him.She was just getting into it, bobbing up and down, big tits jiggling, nipples hard and swollen, and Jeff pushed her over, rubbed her ass with some oil of some kind and started to put his dick in her ass. She yelled strong protests, so Nick grabbed her and held her steady. She whimpered and yelled and her tits were hanging over Nick's face, so he starting squeezing and sucking them, and renewed their soreness. She started to like it though, and Jeff had stopped moving to accustom her virgin ass to him. She started rubbing her generous mounds over Nick's face and he kept telling her how big and gorgeous her tits and nipples were. She started pumping him again and Jeff took the opportunity to push into her ass. She screamed but then started riding it out, a mixture of pain and pleasure written on her face.Jeff pulled out and came on her ass, and Nick flipped her over and did it doggy style. She loved this position the best from what Jeff had said, and started moaning and breathing hard as soon as Nick put his cock next to her lips. His cock was thicker than Jeff's and she loved it. She begged to be pumped harder, Nick obliged her. The sight of Nick fucking her, seeing her tits swing wildly back and forth had Jeff hard again, and after Nick had a screaming orgasm in Jeff's woman, he lined up his tool and had another whack at Nikki's hot used cunt while Jeff got to watch.Nikki says that she likes Nick now. That it's an acquired taste, so to speak...END |
maureen-.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/06/maureen-.txt | |
joes.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/joes.txt | A very fatigued Joseph Benton walked through the garage entrance into his home office on a Tuesday evening in late March to see a shadowy figure lurking behind his desk in the dark."Hello, Joe," the figure said softly. "Have a seat. We've got lots to talk about."Joe couldn't identify the face of the figure in the darkness, but he was sure he knew the voice. Joe tried to control the anger in his voice. "What are you doing in here?""Like I said, we have lots to talk about."There was a brief pause as the man turned toward the hall light, partially illuminating his features. There was little doubt in Joe's mind from the moment he heard the deep voice, but now as the dim light hit the man's black face, Joe knew for certain that this was the man who'd come into his life to torment him. This was the black man who'd taken Joe's loving wife, Mary Deanna, and turned her into a slut for black cock. "Do you remember how it was that first time, Joe?" the figure sitting at his own desk asked. "Do you remember how your body acted like a traitor and jumped immediately erect as you saw your sweet Deanna taken for the first time by black cock?""Stop it.""Do you remember the dozens of times that your body responded like an animal? Like a dog in heat, and it was all you could do to keep from humping the furniture?""I don't have to listen to this!""No, you don't have to listen, Joe," the man seated in the darkness said. "But you will. That's the kind of man you are. You can't help yourself.""That's not true!""Now who's lying to whom?" The figure in the darkness stood up, and Joe could see clearly what he already knew. It was Robert, his wife's black lover. This was the man that she'd left him for emotionally, even as she stayed with her husband and children. This was the man who'd turned his life upside down. But Robert was right, because all this was Joe's own fault. He'd wanted Mary Deanna to fuck another man--a black man. He'd left plenty of clues on his computer and hidden in notepads. Mary Deanna was no fool. So, she'd chosen Robert to make Joe's dream a reality. But what they hadn't expected was that Mary Deanna would choose Robert over Joe once the special anniversary gift was all over. Worse, she was over six months pregnant with a baby that Joe knew instinctively would be black, even if neither of the three of them were certain who the father might be. Christ. His family was going to shit! They'd been teasing him about how Mary Deanna's timing had made them parents at such a mature ageshe was forty, and he was forty-two. They didn't even suspect the real truth. What a scandal this would be."Things have progressed out of your control, Joe," Robert said. "There's no stopping circumstances, there's no slowing the juggernaut out there. It's going to roll right over you, and you don't even have the good sense to get out of the way.""I didn't ask for any of this," Joe sputtered."Don't kid yourself, Joe," Robert muttered. "You set the wheels in motion, and now you can't stop them.""So, what do you suggest, smart-ass?""I suggest that maybe you can at least get that thrill all over again, Joe," Robert said, standing up and walking toward the door. "I suggest that there are greater thrills in store for you, if you just open up to them?""Now you're just being cryptic.""Maybe." Robert shrugged. "And then again, maybe not. Don't make any plans for Friday night, Okay?""Crap!" Joe had the sudden urge to spit. But he didn't want to mess up his office."Just keep Friday night open. That's all I ask." He walked out the doorway and into the light."Shit!" Joe swore. "Shit, shit!"Robert kept a bit of a smirk on his face. **"He'll torment himself for three days fighting it, and then he'll give in," he thought. "He can't help himself."***Friday morning seemed dismal as ever. Early March always felt overcast and dreary. Bethany Benton wanted to toss her cookies again this morning, but she waited until she left the house, and threw up in the side yard. Mrs. Gold next store saw her, but she didn't really say anything. Bethany would have to be careful not to vomit in the yard again for a while. Maybe the nausea would ease up soon. Mom's eased up once she started to show. But, once Bethany started to show, she'd have brand new problems.**"Mom," she thought. "How's mom going to take this?"**Deanna loved Fridays. Not just because it was the last workday of the week, but because Friday nights were usually her nights to be away from home. Friday night was her night to dine out, to party hearty, and to fuck her favorite man--her black lover. She quickly dialed an in-house number from her desk."So where are we going tonight?" an eager Deanna Benton asked Robert on the phone. "I'm looking forward to a real adventure with you.""Well, you're in for a real adventure tonight, but I'm afraid it's not going to be with me," Robert replied. "Carlton, Frankie, and Jamal are going to meet you at the Leopard's Club tonight at seven-thirty. They're going to buy you dinner, take you dancing, and treat you like a real lady until midnight. After midnight, I'm afraid their going to treat you like the slut we all know you can be.""Robert, I was looking forward to seeing you tonight," Deanna whined softly."I know that, but something unexpected has come up, and I'll be tied up for a while. Look, be good to the boys tonight, and not only will they give you a special treat, but I'll make it up to you personally.""Robert," she whined half-heartedly once again. One of her co-workers heard her whine and frowned at her. She wanted to stick her tongue out at her co-worker."Now, be nice, Deanna," he scolded her. "And don't forget, one of those three men might be the father of your baby.""It's not fair!""I know it isn't, honey, but you of all people know that life's unpredictable.""Robert," she said quietly into the phone, hoping that the people around her desk wouldn't hear her. "I wanted you to be the father of my baby.""That's sweet, Deanna. That really is," Robert answered. "But some things in life don't always work out.""Where are you going to be tonight?""I've got personal business, honey, and, that's all I can tell you," Robert told her. "As much I wish that it concerned you, it doesn't. Not just yet, anyway.""I'm going to miss you," she said out loud, and then Deanna dropped her voice to a whisper. "I'm going to miss your cock.""It's just for tonight, Deanna," he said. "Tomorrow everything will be back to normal." **Almost.** "I'll talk to you soon, sweetheart."He enjoyed Deanna Benton for what she wasa forty-something year old white wife with a real craving for black cock. Robert enjoyed the fact that humiliation was just another fact of life with Mrs. Benton. But the real mortification factor here lay with Joseph Benton. There was a man obsessed with his own puffed up pride versus his own deep-seated need for visual and visceral stimulation. Robert remembered the night he'd cuckolded Joe. Mary Deanna Benton had done it for the purposes of giving her husband of umpteen years a salacious anniversary gift, but Robert saw through her immediately when she went incredibly wet and unbelievably loose for his jutting cock. By the time the night was over, Deanna Benton was Robert's woman. And Joe's traditional hold over his wife was merely a receding memory.But it wasn't enough for Robert. Because he knew it wasn't enough for Joe. Joseph Benton was one of those men who needed to have it rubbed in his face time and again. Robert was Joe's nemesis and his savior all rolled into one. So they video-taped and photographed Mary Deanna in hundreds of poses with Robert. Each event was more staggering, more outrageous than the last time. Oral, anal, multi-partner, double penetration, triple penetration -- it was all the same sort of addiction to Deanna Benton, but to Joe, each outragious level up was all the more degrading.Finally, on Halloween, Robert arranged for a man Joseph Benton fired from his factory, along with eleven other black men to fuck Joe's sweet little white wife on video-tape. That tape made Joe the joke of the factory. The black factory workers had seen the tape first, and their hurtful remarks drove him crazy. Eventually, just about every white employee working for Joseph Benton had seen bootlegged copies of the tape as well. Robert made sure of that. Just as he made sure that people around the warehouse offices where he and Mary Deanna worked began to see her take a dozen different black men sexually.But there was one huge difference. Deanna Benton no longer cared. She didn't care that people knew, she didn't care what people saw. She even didn't care that she was pregnant with a black baby. A matter of arithmetic told her that this baby wasn't going to be Joe's child. Unfortunately for Robert, those same calculations would prove that it wasn't to be his baby either. That left one of the twelve men at Halloween as the father of her child.Oh well, in the meantime, Deanna discovered the pleasures of fucking while she was pregnant. That had never been allowed by either Joe or Deanna when she carried her first three white children, but this was to be different. Black men automatically demanded sex, even if a woman was pregnant. At first, Deanna thought it was dangerous or painful or at the very least uncomfortable for the mother and the baby.Surprise! Deanna discovered that she loved long slow careful sex while she was pregnant. Men treated her big belly like a badge of honor, a beauty mark, and a sign of virility and vitality. Apparently even black babies didn't protest in-utero like she'd been told white babies would. "Old wives tales," she muttered. "Emphasis on old."So Deanna sailed through the weeks of her new pregnancy with a new found freedom. If she wanted to make love, she could. If Mrs. Benton needed attention or just a long long cuddle, she could have it. But most of all, if she just needed a good fuck, Deanna could have that too.Friday night:Robert made sure Bethany's two brothers had been given the money to take their friends to the movies. That would leave Robert plenty of time to make his plans work. And, of course, his friends would keep Mary Deanna busy for the night. Let's face it, on a hot Friday night one dick was as good as another. All week long Robert had been hinting to Bethany that he had something special planned for Friday night.For the first time, he confided his plans in Bethany. Very coolly, very calmly he told her that tonight he'd take her sexually in her parents' bed."What?" she cried out. "Are they going out someplace?"Robert just nodded. "No. We'll have an audience.""No! Robert, no! Oh, God. Do we have to do it in their room?" Bethany's voice trembled. "Couldn't we make them come to the motel?""It won't be any easier at a motel, Bethany," Robert held her tight as if to protect her. "At least we're only doing this one parent at a time."Tearing up in confusion and frustration, Bethany trembled and shook her head over and over. "They had to find out about us one way or another, Bethany." Again he waited for her thoughts to sink in."No, Robert," she whispered through her tears. "This is wrong.""You have to be strong, sweetpants, do you think you can do that?"She shook her head again. "Robert, I-I'm scared.""That's perfectly natural," Robert replied tenderly. "This whole thing is going to be hard on you, but you can do it."She continued to let the tears flow. "I don't know if I can.""Bethany, do you love me?"She held back her tears for a moment, and then nodded. "Yes," she said softly."Then you'll do it for me.""B-but daddy likes to take pictures or videos or worse! He might even get his gun...""Oh, that's it!" Robert laughed. "I can guarantee you, Joe won't be shooting anything. Not pictures -- not guns. He's made an agreement with me tonight. I'll see that he keeps his wordone way or another."An few hours later that night, Bethany saw exactly what Robert meant. She'd walked into her parents' bedroom wearing only her white terrycloth bathrobe and a pair of red bikini panties. Bethany glanced to the side and saw her old man bound to the chair."Holy shit," she murmured.Joe was tied up. Handcuffed to the chair, tied with rope, and duct taped over that. To top it all off, his mouth was plastered shut with duct tape. However, most disturbingly, Bethany's father was also totally naked. **God, he looked pitiful naked, Bethany thought. No wonder Mom preferred Robert. Next to Robert her Dad looked like a pale second rate copy of a man.**"Here's your surprise, Joe," Robert said leading Bethany in with his hand in the center of her back. He took hold of Bethany's terrycloth robe and slipped it gracefully away from her shoulders and torso. "Here's someone much more important to you than Deanna, am I right?"Joe struggled against his gag and groaned out a swell of protests that no one could understand. **What was his baby doing here?**"Oh, c'mon Joe, lighten up," Robert said bending down to catch Joe's eyes. "This will be fun." Robert turned toward the teenager. "Let's take those panties off, Bethany. Show your father what you did for me."Bethany blushed a deep red. She glanced over toward her father, but refused to look him in the eye."Let's go, girl! I gave you a command," Robert said. "We haven't got all night."Bethany sat down on the bed, and then slid down onto her back. Robert did a slow calculated roll back of the tiny double triangle of her thin bikini panties. Joe felt the blood in his temples pound and his face redden. Drums seemed to beat steadily in his head."See, Joe, isn't she beautiful?" Robert said proudly as he ran his fingers over the smooth flesh. "She shaved her pussy nice and smooth for my black cock. Didn't you, Bethany?""That's r-right, d-daddy," Bethany stammered out an answer. "Robert p-prefers a shaved p-pussy.""I love a nice tight white pussy, Joe." Robert whispered close to Joe's ear. "And when it's shaved smooth, that's just dynamite."Joe struggled against his bonds to no avail. He wailed against the duct tape strapped across his mouth. But the tape held as did the rope and the handcuffs. Joe knew Robert would take no chances of his breaking free this time.Now that his daughter was completely naked and sprawled on the same bed as the black man. Joe couldn't help it. His erection slowly became terribly hard, as he watched the two of them together."Mary Deanna hasn't excited you like this in a long time, has she, Joe?" Robert said, as he laid Bethany on her back against a pillow and with both hands, he grabbed at her legs. "No, you needed something new to make your life more exciting. Spread your lily white knees, honeychile." Robert slowly adjusted himself to fit in between Bethany's legs. Robert turned back Joe once again. "You needed to lose something even more valuable--something even more vulnerable, didn't you, Joe?"He took his time arranging Bethany's body just the way he wanted her. Robert took Bethany's arm and laid it carefully over her head. He bent one knee just enough to show her father how perfect a centerfold picture he could make her. Then he slowly ran his dark brown fingers along her smooth white flesh."Bethany's good, Joe," Robert said. "Real good. I taught her the same way I taught her Mama. You remember how I taught her mama, don't you?"Joe squirmed in his chair again, as Robert slapped Bethany's thigh to make her spread her legs farther."Well, Bethany's even better in some ways, Joe."Joe's eyes went wide as if he were watching a thirty second clip from an mpeg on the internet. He could see Robert's large black erection start to slide effortlessly into his daughter's welcoming pussy. She could have been any of a dozen young women from the **Blacks on Blonds** website. She looked like any one of them. But Joe knew that his daughter wasn't of legal age yet. Oh, my poor baby. Goddamn him! Goddamn Robert. "Ohh," Bethany gasped. And something stirred in the back of her mind, and she murmured a question. "Can you fit it all the way in nice and deep?""Would you like me nice and deep, Bethany?""Yes, Robert. Please?""Is this deep enough?" Robert said, as he slid forward. Within moments they moved in an incredible practiced harmony."Yeah," she answered with a long moan. "Much, much better.""Tell your Dad about what's moving around inside you," Robert said."That's a h-huge c-cock, Daddy," she stammered."Nobody's spoiled her, Joe," Robert said, as he and Bethany matched rhythms as she balanced him on her thighs. Soon his huge black cock was buried deep inside her. The girl's abdomen undulated against him like some sort of exotic harem dancer. "She hasn't had to rely on some stupid boy to teach her everything wrong. No, Bethany understands that sex is a beautiful expression of love between two people."Robert commanded Bethany to hold tightly to him. Slowly, carefully, Robert balanced her as he sat up and then as he stood up. Robert and Bethany were making love in a standing position or rather, Robert was standing while Joe's daughter had both her arms and legs tightly wrapped around his body.Joe looked at his daughter's serpent-like movements jealously. Why did it have to be Robert? "Whoa, Joe! Look at you," Robert said looking at the man tied to the chair. "You can't touch her yourself, she's too close, too precious, but you do see what the rest of the world is going to see in Bethany. She's one fine fuck, Joe, my man. A very loving and glorious fuck."Joe couldn't help himself, as much as it disgusted him, he had an erection. Robert had made Joe's daughter's white body work like so much potter's clay in his black hands, and all Joe could do was respond with an erection. **You're one sick fuck, he told himself.****Squish!** Bethany and Robert's wetness slurped and smacked loud noises in the confines of the closed quiet room."Oh, yeah," Robert said. "Listen to that." He shifted his position, dropping her carefully down on his cock. "Baby, you sound as wonderful as you feel."Bethany giggled. "Thank you.""No honey, thank you!" Robert answered thrusting in once again. "I don't think I've ever had better."Bethany squealed with delight as her body responded to Robert's plunging and thrusting inside her. Sex was something she could understand, something she knew how to control. So what if her dad was tied to a chair, she had Robert's undivided attention for the full night now. As always, that was enough for her."Should we tell him, Bethany?" Robert whispered in her ear. "Or would you rather cum first?""No, let me cum," Bethany gasped out loud. "I want to cum!""Then that's just what we'll do," Robert told her. He helped her by picking up her weight down at the ass and pulling her up. Then Robert let Bethany slide rapturously down his erected black cock. "You fit so perfect my little mother--"Bethany's squeal drowned out Robert's voice.Joe listened to his baby girl moan, pant, groan, and gasp, until all of a sudden Joe could see Bethany shudder and tremble in a wracking orgasm. "Oh, Christ! My baby," he tried to say, but, of course, no one could understand him with the gag stuffed in place.Joe looked down at his lap again, and saw that he still had an hard erection sticking up. He wanted to cry out. He wanted to take a knife and cut his erection from his belly, and maybejust maybehe could turn that knife on Robert. If only he could emasculate Robert, all his problems would be solved.Bethany moaned, followed by Robert's gasping shudders as he came. Shit! Joe could tell he wasn't wearing a condom. She was fucking him barebacked just like her mother did. What if Bethany was unprotected? She couldn't be on the pill, could she? Didn't a teenager have to have her parents' permission for that?Robert strained and grunted. The perspiration popped out of every open pore on his body. "Arraugh!" And from the musky aroma filling the room, Joe knew that Robert had climaxed. "Oh, yeah!"There was a pause while the two of them moaned and shuddered in each other's grasp. Robert leaned down and placed her against the bed trying to support both of their weights. Bethany held tightly to Robert until he let her settle onto her back on the bed."Every time I come in this little white girl's pussy, I swear the world is gonna end," Robert muttered. "Aaurgh. I'll bet your daddy would like to know how many times I've cum inside you, Bethany, don't you think?"Bethany laughed. "I don't know if I can count the number of times.""Me neither, but then just once is enough, isn't it, Joe?" Carefully, he rolled off of Bethany. "Let's watch that cum roll out of her cunt like so much cream filling. Show your father, sweetheart. Show him whose cum is bubbling around inside your pussy."Joe squirmed again, and tried to say something beneath his gag. Bethany's wonderfully pristine pussy was coated, even saturated with the sticky whitish translucent liquid by-product of Robert's orgasm. Joe watched fascinated, as his daughter squeezed a large gushing glob of semen out from inside her vagina. His beautiful white daughter had been marked and inseminated by this large black bastard.Robert's eyes sparkled. He seemed to read Joe's mind. "Jesus, Joe. I think some motherfucking nigger has just fucked the shit out of your white baby girl. What could be worse?"Behind his gag, Joe sobbed. For a moment there was almost silence. The only sounds in the room were Joe's soft sobbing and Bethany's and Robert's quiet panting."Tell him what could be worse, Bethany.""Now?""You saw how accomplished she was, Joe. This wasn't Bethany's first time." He looked at the white teenager. "Was it Bethany?""No.""We've made love before, haven't we, sweetpants?""Yes.""Go ahead and tell your father, Bethany."Not only was she naked on her parents' bed, but Bethany Benton suddenly felt emotionally stripped. She wanted to cry. Christ, she'd let Robert fuck her in front of her father. Just so Robert could prove a point. He'd hinted to her that her old man might have some sort of perversion, and she sensed that some of that was true. But this wasn't right. This was pulling the scab off an unhealed wound. Now she was going to hurt him like he'd never been hurt."I can't, Robert." "You have to tell him sometime, sweetpants, do you think he'd take it better coming from me?"Bethany shook her head. Subconsciously, she touched her breast. It hurt. That's right. Her breasts were both tender and swollen for a reasona very good reason. Bethany took a deep breath before she spoke. "I'm going to have a baby. Daddy." Then she paused. "Robert's baby."Joe tried to scream, but all he could manage was a moan. He closed his eyes and cried.Robert threw on the topper. "A black baby, Joe. Not only is your wife, Mary Deanna, going to deliver a black baby, but now you're gonna have a black grandchild, as well. Isn't that something?"Joe couldn't see past the flow of his tears. He couldn't decide whether to be livid with repressed rage or to be sad. Mostly Joe was stunned by the circumstances surrounding tonight's events. Robert had caught him totally off balance, as usual. Now both the women in his life belonged to that bastard, and there was very little Joe could do about it.Joseph Benton heard a car pull into the driveway. **God, don't tell me that my boys are home already, he thought.** Downstairs he heard the front door unlock. Joe whole body slumped. **Please, God don't let the boys see me like this!**But the shoes on the stairwell gave off the distinctive click of a woman's high heels. The feminine figure didn't pause for a second as she began to push open the bedroom door. "Joe, what is Robert's car doing in the driveway--"Mary Deanna Benton took one look at the three naked figures in her bedroom and screamed. "No!" Like a woman enraged, she went right for her teenage daughter and hauled back to strike her.Robert intercepted her arm. "Stop it, Deanna!"Bethany slipped past her mother and ran into her own room."You left me with those three goons, just so you could fuck Bethany?" she shouted. "Calm down, Deanna," Robert said grabbing the forty year old white woman and holding her close to him.. But he saw all the signs of pure jealousy raging in Mary Deanna's eyes. Unlike Joe, whose torment was a calculated humiliation, Joe's wife was possessive and demanding. She didn't mind having multiple cocks assail her, but the man she'd chosen for her lover couldn't fuck around with someone else."Calm down! Calm down? You chose my daughter over me, Robert," she growled at him. "And then you tell me to calm down."Mary Deanna looked down at her husband, naked, gagged and bound to the chair. "You sorry piece of shit. Was this your idea, too?"Joe wanted to cry. He tried to tell her that it wasn't his idea and that he was just as much a victim as any of them, but the duct tape was still covering his mouth.Mary Deanna broke loose from Robert just long enough to reach over and rip the tape off Joe's mouth in a single movement.Joe yelped out in pain. "Not my idea. His. Robert's!""And you just sat there and watched him fuck our daughter, you sleaze-bag!""No, I--" Once again he began to struggle in the chair."No? Where were you when all this was happening? Out for a fuckin' beer?" Mary Deanna sneered, then her voice changed. "You're all tied up, Joe, where could you go?""Y-you're right," Joe sobbed. "I-I couldn't move.""Goddamn that little whore," Mary Deanna growled. "I'll kill her.""You'll do no such thing, Deanna," Robert interjected. He grabbed Deanna by both arms and held her tightly. "That little girl is carrying my baby--your grandchild.""What?" A newly pained expression came to Deanna's face.Still hanging on tight to Deanna, Robert stuck his head out into the hallway. "Bethany," he called. "What?" a small voice answered back from behind the closed door. "Please go down into the driveway and tell Jamal, Carlton, and Frankie to come upstairs, would you?""I can't." the voice shouted."Yes, you can," Robert replied. "Deanna won't bother you. Those men are going to take your mother someplace else for the night.""Uhall right," Bethany answered as she cautiously opened her bedroom door. Wearing her red plush winter robe because her white terrycloth robe was still in her parents bedroom, she locked eyes with her mother, as she slowly began to walk out into the hallway.Deanna's eyes softened. "You-you're pregnant?"Bethany nodded tentatively."You're sure?"Again Bethany nodded. "Mm-hmm.""Is it Robert's baby?""I-I've only b-been with Robert," Bethany stuttered. "He-he taught me."Deanna let loose a huge sigh. "I'll bet he did." She turned back toward Robert. "Why?""I'll tell you," Robert said, glancing at Joe. "But not herenot now.""Oh, Robert," Mary Deanna began to sob. "I wanted my baby to be yours.""I know," he answered softly. "Maybe next time." He turned toward Bethany still standing in the hallway. "Go on. Go down to the driveway and bring those three men upstairs."Joe struggled against his bonds. "Turn me loose!"Deanna and Robert answered simultaneously, "Not on your life!/Absolutely not!"Still holding Deanna by the arm, Robert leaned in close to kiss her. "Do you want me, Deanna? Would you like me to fuck you tonight?"Her eyes caught his. "Yes," she whispered. "I'd like that very much.""Take off your clothes," he ordered. "You're gonna take four men in front of your husband, tonight."Deanna Benton nodded, and then she smiled."Wait a minute! Do I have to watch?" the tied up white man cried out."Of course you have to watch, Joe," Mary Deanna stated as she stripped out of her skirt and blouse. "That's what you do best."By the time Bethany led Jamal, Frankie, and Carlton upstairs, Mary Deanna was taking off her bra and slipping out of her panties."Gentlemen," Robert said. "We've moved this party to Deanna's bedroom. Is there anybody here who isn't in the mood for a little white pussy?"The three men laughed."The only request we've had is that I take the little lady first.""Shit!" Jamal said looking at Bethany. "Looks to me like you've already had a little white pussy tonight.""Mm-hmm," Robert grunted. "But this time Bethany's going to stand over next to her father while her mother and I renew acquaintences. Isn't that right, Bethany?"Bethany felt her skin flush. She hadn't wanted anything like this to happen, but she kept her mouth shut. Although the other two men began to undress keeping their eyes focussed on Deanna and Robert moving together on the bed, the oldest of the three, Carlton, walked over next to Bethany. He stood next to her a second looking at her, and then he slipped his hand inside her robe.Bethany pulled back.Joe caught their movement and grunted out a small protest. "Hey!""Not a sound, Joe," Robert said. "Do you want the gag taped back on again?""Oh, this is sweet," Carlton murmured, as he tugged Bethany's robe open to get a peek at her breasts. "Very sweet."But Bethany's eyes caught the thrill that crossed her mother's face as Robert fit his long thick cock up against her mother's pussy. Her mother glowed in ecstasy as Robert thrust gently, but resolutely into her open cunt. "Do I look like that?" Bethany wondered. Did she show the same joy--display the same hungry excitement? She didn't realize that she'd whispered her question out loud.Carlton, who had been visually examining Bethany's unclothed body, heard her whispered question and chuckled. The watched the young woman gasp. Indeed, Bethany caught her breath as her mother groaned under Robert's tutelage. She couldn't help staring. This was her own mom on the bed with the man who'd taught Bethany to fuck; yet this was the same man who'd taught her mother to be a fuck-slut. Bethany couldn't believe the contortions of pleasure that had begun to cross her mother's features. Deanna didn't care that she was naked or that she had an audience of five people watching her and Robert fuck. Deanna was just happy to be making love to the man she loved, and she openly showed it. Deanna moaned with excitement.Poor Daddy, Bethany thought. Poor, poor Daddy.When her mother came in Robert's arms, every other man in the room held his breath and then breathed out very slowly. She could see that everyman in the room wanted to bury his dick inside her mother until it was his turn to spray Deanna's insides with hot sperm. Bethany had no idea that her mother's black lovers coveted Mary Deanna's pussy so much. No wonder her mother was pregnant with an unknown black man's baby.Bethany realized what her father already knew, that Mrs. Mary Deanna Benton was a damn good fuck.Robert climaxed next. Sweating and grunting, he released a large pool of semen into her mother's cunt. They laid together for a few seconds, and then Robert said, "Who's next?""I think Frankie and I should go together," Jamal suggested. He turned to his companion and asked him. "What do you think?""I think I want her ass," Frankie answered,Jamal smiled. "Good choice." Jamal laid down the bed and he pulled Deanna toward him. "Climb up on top of me, sweetcakes. Frankie and I are gonna take you for one helluva ride."Mary Deanna stifled a delighted squeal as she carefully squatted atop Jamal's erection. Bethany held her breath as her mother's pussy sank down to engulf his free standing erected cock. Deanna let out a soft moan as her body took Jamal's erection deep into her cunt. "Look at youall blown up in the belly like that, Mary Deanna," Jamal said. "That little thing inside your tummy might just be mine, don't you think?"Mary Deanna giggled. "One thing's for certain, Jamal, I doubt very much that this little baby is going to turn out white.""Stick your ass in the air, woman," Frankie ordered as he came up to Deanna from behind. He poked one small finger into her puckered anus. "Let's get you ready."Bethany could see a tube of lubricant in Frankie's hands, and he carefully began to oil up her mother's ass with his finger. But Deanna Benton continued to move with the black man lying below her, while his cock probed the tissues of her pussy. Bethany found herself sweating with the anticipaton of everything that was happening.In a matter of moments, Bethany saw the thick black dick line up with her mother's ass. She heard Deanna yelp in shock as Frankie pushed forward. The scene before her made Bethany's face, neck and chest flush with an intensity she had never felt before.Then a strong black hand reached out and grabbed Bethany's upper arm. "C'mon, little one," a new voice said. "Let's go to your room."Bethany paled and shrank back. "N-no!""No!" Joe called out. He twisted in his chair."Shut up, Joe," Robert said immediately slapping Joe in the face. He turned back to Bethany."It's okay, Bethany." He gestured down the hallway. "I already know for sure that this baby is mine. You can't get pregnant twice.""But-but..." she sputtered."Buck up, sweetpants," Robert continued. "This will be fun. You're gonna be good to my little girl, ain't ya, Carlton?""But, Robert," Bethany said hoarsely. "I-I thought I was yours?"Robert nodded and took her arm. "As a matter of fact, you are mine," he stated. "So you'll do what I tell you. Now go back to your bedroom with Carlton."Nearly as confused and as humiliated as Joe was at the moment, Bethany reluctantly followed Carlton out into the hallway."Which way?" the black man demanded. Bethany let her shoulders slump. "Follow me."Carlton placed his hands on the plush terrycloth robe Bethany wore. "Slip your arms out, sweet cheeks."Bethany let Carlton remove the robe from her body. She was totally naked, totally vulnerable as she led the black man back to her room. "Go sit on the bed, girl," Carlton ordered. "You can watch me get out of my clothes."Bethany did as she was told. The mahogany brown skinned man was well built and very masculine, she thought. When he finally slipped off his boxer shorts, Bethany paled and breathed out a silent whistle. Carlton's cock was easily a match for Robert's dick--just as thick and maybe even longer! She wasn't positive about the latter, but she was definitely impressed.Bethany gulped. "You-you're big!""Glad you noticed, sweet thing. I'm rather fond of Old Angus. He gets the job done."A puzzled look crossed Bethany's face. "Old Angus?"Carlton chuckled again. "Yeah, named after Black Angus steaksreally prime meat."Raising her eyebrows, Bethany nodded. "I see."Carlton walked over to her bed. "You're gonna do more than just see, sweet cheeks, lay down on the bed." "Lay on my back?" Bethany asked, as she scrambled toward the center of the bed.Carlton nodded. He didn't feel like going through any preliminaries; so he was glad to see that she was still seeping a bit of semen from her cunt. "Robert told me about you.""He did?" Bethany cautiously spread her legs to allow Carlton easier access to slip between them and press up against her loins. This isn't as frightening as it could have been, she thought to herself. Hell, he's just another black man. Let's face it, every cock that had ever gone up between her thighs had been black.Carlton fit "Old Angus" solidly against Bethany's pussy. He rubbed his cock slowly up and down the receptive slit between her labia once, twice, three times, even more times until Bethany's pink labia parted slightly to allow him access.Bethany gasped as he pressed forward, driving himself an inch or two inside."Ooo!" she moaned."There we go," he murmured. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"The teenager lookd up into his face and smiled eagerly. "I dunno. Seems pretty hard to me!""I like you, sweet cheeks," Carlton replied. "My guess is that you're your mother's daughter.""Is that good?" Her eyes widened as he pushed forward a few more inches. "Oh! Wow!"He grinned. "Nothing in the world like a good fuck to make your night special.""God," Bethany whispered. This older black man felt great too! "Carlton how old are you?"He laughed. "You don't really want to know.""Are-are you as old as Mom?""She's what forty-something?" Carlton carefully pushed forward and then withdrew his dick from her vagina."Yeah," Bethany answered. She'd fallen into matching the rhythm of Carlton's hips and thrusting penis."I'm close, I guess. How old are you?""Fourteen.""Jesus." The black man came up from clenching her tight. "I had no idea you were that young!""I'm old enough," she giggled. "Don't I feel old enough?""So you do." Carlton dropped back down into the clench and resumed stretching her pussy with his **Old Angus.** For fifteen minutes they stayed close him within her--close to each other. Really stayed with each other! Bethany rode Carlton's black meat like any well trained young pro. He was just a man, she thought. A good sized gentle lover who was being very good to her. But slowly Bethany could feel that his whole attitude changedhe'd become frenzied."Carlton," she whispered. "Do you want it?"His breathing had become labored. "Want what?" "D-do you want to cum in my pussy?" she murmured.He laughed, and then he answered. "More than anything." Like a chant, she repeated her words. "Do you want to cum in my white pussy?" "Yes! More than anything!"Bethany gripped him tight while she laid under his clasp. Do it.Aarrghh! Suddenly the built-up pressure behind his penis exploded, and Carlton quaked. His testicles spurted and sprayed out everything they'd been hoarding. But the only exit his sperm had was buried deeply inside the young white teenage girl."Ohh!" Bethany moaned. She could feel it pumping and spilling into her insides. "Oh, my God, your cum is so hot!"Carlton growled out a deep slow laugh. "I still got it, you know, baby."Another voice spoke from the doorway. "I take it you two enjoyed yourselves.""Jesus, Robert," Carlton said, looking up toward the door. "She's even better than you said she was."Robert laughed. "All you gotta do is ask permission, man. She's yours when you need her.""I don't know," Carlton replied. "If this was mine, I'd think twice about sharing her.""Shit!" Robert snorted. "As long as I know her baby's mine. That's all I care about.""Really?" Carlton grunted as a bit more of his sperm puddled and pooled inside his teenage partner."Really."In that case, lemme have her for a few minutes more, Carlton suggested.Robert shrugged. "You want a wake up call?"END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 34 |
room.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/room.txt | This is a true story about how a fantasy can come true when you least expect it.Erin and I had been married for two years and were happy as two people could be. We both had successful careers, mine as a police officer and hers as an Interior Decorator. I was a lot older than Erin, my 41 to her 24. But the age never had been an issue between us. She was mature beyond her years and smart as a whip. Our sex life was active almost daily. We didn't really have any problems there. Erin was extremely sexy, standing a little over 5'7" with red hair that flowed like a hot river down her back, ending at her ass. Her brown eyes were wide and she could make me hard with just a glance. Her best feature was probably her ass. Oh what an ass. Bubbly and round and firm as hell. When she wore a pair of shorts around the house, my dick would jump every time she bounced by. I was lucky to have her, and I knew it. We had met three years prior on a call I had while on duty. It was a Domestic call and when I arrived there was Erin, bleeding from her nose and mouth. Her b/f had gotten drunk, and because she got home from work 10 minutes late, he had flown into a rage and peppered her beautiful young face with his fists. I hauled his drunken carcass out of bed, where he had passed out, and placed him not to gently in the back of my patrol car. (I think he might have bumped his head getting in?) I went back inside the house and explained to Erin that he would be in jail without bond until the next morning. Even battered and bleeding, I could tell she was a pretty young woman. I felt badly for her, although people in general think we don't have feelings. I gave her the literature and phone numbers of the Women's Violence Shelter, then left with my prisoner.About three months later we ran into each other in the grocery store and she updated me on her life. She'd gotten a Protective Order against him and had not had contact with him since. We ended up exchanging phone numbers and within a year we were married.Unlike most men I didn't drift off to sleep after sex. We'd lie there talking afterwards, sometimes for hours. On one such night, Erin seemed quiet and thoughtful. When I asked if anything was wrong she rolled over and looked at me with those big eyes and asked "Do you have a sexual fantasy?" I know my mouth dropped open, I asked "What in the world brought that on?"She smiled and laid her head on my chest. "I've always had one, but I've never been with a man who I trust enough to talk about it" she whispered. I had a million bad thoughts go through my head at once. Was she wanting another man? Was I not satisfying her enough? Her next sentence quickly calmed my fears. "Steve, I have always wanted to make love in a room with other people in it."So there it was. I was relieved, let me tell you. We both relaxed then and talked for almost an hour about the details. I quickly got caught up in her fantasy, and before the night was through we made love several more times. The subject never came up again for several months. I thought maybe she just needed to talk about it and perhaps now that she had it was a closed matter.Wrong. It was a Friday morning and I had my last dayshift before my 4-day break. I was walking out the door when Erin stopped me. "I almost forgot to tell you. Becky called last night and is going to stay with us tonight on her way to Florida," she said smiling. I shrugged and said, "Great. See you this afternoon." I didn't mind. Why should I? Becky was Erin's best friend and not hard to look at. She shared the same tall, slender build as Erin, but her hair and eyes were dark, and her skin a tanned olive color. Quite a looker. I rushed home after work, eager to shower and relax after working the desk at the Station. Erin greeted me at the door with a smile and a cold beer. What a sweetheart she was. I showered and fished around for a pair of sweat pants and t-shirt to wear downstairs to supper. I asked Erin if I should dress a little nicer for her friend, but she laughed and told me not to be silly. So we ate and settled onto the couch for some TV Erin was drinking wine coolers and nearly matched me beer for wine cooler. She was getting tipsy, which was fine with me. Around 8 the doorbell rang and Erin jumped up to quickly let her best friend inside.Becky came over to the couch and gave me a little kiss on the cheek, then her and Erin disappeared into the kitchen for girl talk. After an hour of giggling and gossip, Erin came back in to the living room and snuggled up to me on the couch. "Becky went to change into her night gown" Erin told me. "She's pretty exhausted from her trip."I settled into my show and about 15 minutes later Becky came into the room wearing one of my wife's terry cloth robes. It stopped just above the knees, but it gave me a nice view of her long, tanned legs. Becky settled into the recliner to my left and seemed to have trouble keeping her eyes open. By 10 o'clock she appeared to be sound asleep. Erin went into the kitchen to grab me another beer. I noticed a movement to my left and glanced over to see Becky had turned herself sideways in the chair, with her legs sticking out over the arm. The robe had ridden up her thigh, and a good bit was visible to me. Erin came back in and I expected her to cover Becky up. But she made no attempt to. Instead, she sat beside me and was soon rubbing my dick through my sweats. I didn't need any encouragement, and before I knew it she was on her knees in front of me pulling at my waistband and tugging them off. I lifted my hips and she nearly ripped them off. Erin looked at my hardening dick, then glanced to her right at Becky. "Oh shit." I thought, "She's gonna blow me right in front of her friend." My dick grew as hard as I think it's ever been. I couldn't believe my wife was about to suck me with her friend only 3 feet away. But then I remembered the fantasy, and I suddenly realized that an opportunity had arisen and Erin was taking full advantage. Erin was not the most skilled woman I had gotten oral sex from, but tonight she sucked me like a pro. Maybe it was the fact there was a beautiful woman laying so close, or maybe it was because Erin kept glancing at her friend while she sucked away, but I came in less than 5 minutes. My dick was still hard, no doubt from the extra excitement of the evening. Erin stood and quickly stripped off her shorts and top. She leaned into me and whispered "Go down on me Please." I placed her ass on the edge of the couch and now it was my turn to please her. Erin loved to be eaten, and I loved to make her cum orally. I pulled off her panties and was pleased to see she had shaven. Her lips were swollen and red, and her little clit stuck out nearly half an inch. My first lick across her clit brought a low moan from her. She was already wet, and I knew it would take little work to get her off. I began licking and swirling my tongue in a rapid-fire motion, not giving her time to lose her rising orgasm. Her moans became louder and longer, and I knew Becky had to have heard them. Erin stiffened suddenly and pulled my head against her pussy and began to grind into my face. Streams of her juices ran down my face as she climaxed in waves. When she finally went limp, I glanced over at Becky, but she was still in the same position as before. "Damn," I thought, "She must have been really tired." Erin lay back on the couch and I climbed on beside her. She kissed me gently and deeply, tasting herself and enjoying it. Erin looked at me and said "Steve, make love to me right now. Hard and fast. I want you to screw me right through this couch." Hearing her talk like that excited me, I gotta admit. I entered her sopping pussy and began a long, slow, deep stroke. I was teasing her and she wasn't liking it one bit. But I was intent on making her wait. As I began to increase my rhythm. I noticed Becky's left foot was now on the floor. Looking up I saw that her robe was wide open and her partially shaven pussy was merely a foot from my face. My thrusts now took on an intensity of pure lust. I looked at my wife and her eyes were shut tight, her lip bleeding as she bit down on it. I looked back over at Becky and saw that her robe was fully open now, and her slender hand was working away at her pussy. I was in heaven. 'Oh my God,' I moaned to myself. As my thrusts became like pistons slamming into my wife's pussy, so did Becky's fingers increase their thrusts into her.Erin was so wet that the slapping of our thighs was soon joined by the splashing of her juices between them. Erin came first, then Becky, then me. It was the most intense sexual encounter I've ever had in my life. Erin soon drifted off to sleep, and within a few minutes Becky quietly got up and headed off to the guest bedroom. Erin and I never talked about that night afterwards. I think she planned it all. But if she didn't, then I would have a lot of explaining to do. Most likely she wanted me to see. We both shared a fantasy together, and that's all that matters to me. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 24 |
newrec.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/newrec.txt | Victoria Applegate reported, as scheduled, for her army induction. She had volunteered for the service some time ago, and was looking forward to serving her country.The sign at the induction center read "new recruits this way", so she followed it and ended up in a room with eight young males who were also waiting for instructions. After some small talk, they were quieted by a sergeant, who entered with some male nurses. "OK, fall in!" he barked, as everyone lined up."First, the physical. Remove your shirt, shoes and pants and get ready for the examination" he ordered. "What room do you want me to go to?" asked Victoria. "You're in the room! Now keep quiet and do as you are told", the sergeant snapped. "But, there are GUYS in here!" Victoria replied. It didn't matter. This was the first week of the new, fully integrated armed forces, where there was now absolutely no special treatment for any reason.Victoria blushed as she stood in bra, panties and socks in front of the other male recruits who were also in their underwear. The guys kept glancing over to her and smirking. Victoria tried to avert her eyes, but the temptation of looking at several hunks in their skivvies was just too much.One by one, each recruit was called to the middle of the room, had their blood pressure taken, and had the usual eye, ear, nose and throat exam. Next, everyone was marched down the hall to another room. Standing in a single line, each recruit was again called to the middle of the room one by one, so that arms and legs could be examined. When it was Victoria's turn, the nurse made her put her arms out. "Good muscle tone," he said as he felt her arms and forearms. He examined her hands. "Gotta trim these fingernails," he said as he took out the nail clippers. "Do you have to?" asked Victoria. "Regulations," the nurse replied as he clipped each nail right down. She was always proud of her long, sexy fingernails, but regulations were regulations. Bending down, the nurse felt her legs and ankles. "Good muscle tone" he repeated to his assistant, as he lifted up Victoria's ankles and pulled off her socks. "No bunions or corns, but she's got three hammertoes. Normal arching. Slight foot odor." Victoria was always a little shy about her feet, and now here they were being held up bare in front of everyone with the nurse describing them! She was totally embarrassed. The nurse reached for the nail clippers again. "Hey, not my toenails, too!" she complained. "You're in the army now lady, not some fashion show," replied the sergeant as the nurse took Victoria's little foot in his hand, spread her toes and started clipping. "Hey, you're cuttin' 'em too short!" Victoria protested. "Regulations, lady," replied the nurse as he clipped away. Reaching her big toenail, he held it with his thumb and forefinger. "What the hell is this thing, a bayonet? You broads have been a pain in the ass all week," he complained as he clipped it short. The nurse did the same with her other foot. Victoria looked at her now ultra-short finger and toenails, and sighed. She went back in line with the others.Then, everyone marched to another room.One by one, the new recruits were called to the middle of the room for a respiratory check. The men's t-shirts were removed and a male nurse tapped and listened with a stethoscope to back and then chest. When it was Victoria's turn, the nurse started to unclasp her bra. "Hey, you can't do that!" she protested, but it was removed anyway. Victoria quickly put her arms across her tits. A couple of guys chuckled. Her backbone was examined and listened to with a stethoscope. Then, she was turned around and her arms were pulled away from her chest. "Hold on! This isn't fair!" she protested as a couple of the guys whistled. "Keep it down, you guys," ordered the Sergeant. With her breasts and nipples in full view, the nurse listened to her chest with the stethoscope. "Normal" he remarked, as Victoria covered her boobs with her arms and went back in line. While in line, the sergeant looked at her and said, "Put those arms down lady, just like everyone else." "Sergeant, this is embarrassing!" answered Victoria. "Not my problem, lady. Down like the others," he replied.Single file, the recruits marched again to another room, this time in just underpants--or in Victoria's case--just panties.Ordered to keep her hand by her sides in marching position, there was no way that Victoria could cover her tits, which were now completely bare with her hard nipples pointing straight out. Occasionally, a male solider would catch a glimpse and give a wolf-whistle, and Victoria would shoot back a dirty look. Upon arrival, the first recruit stepped to the middle of the room, and turned his back. His shorts were pulled down in the rear, and he received a shot in the butt. Then, he was turned around. His shorts were pulled all the way down in front and removed. Victoria was shocked at the casual way that the soldier was stripped nude right in front of everybody! She wondered what would happen when it was her turn. Certainly they would take her to another room, wouldn't they? "Spread 'em, solider," the nurse ordered, as his penis and balls were examined. Then he was turned around again. His buttcheeks were spread, and his butthole was lubed up. The nurse put his hand in a rubber glove, lubed it up, and jammed a finger up the soldier's ass. He jumped a little. Victoria braced herself. She was next. She walked to the center of the room. "C'mon, there are guys here! Can't we do this in another room. I mean, I don't think....." she began, but the nurses paid no attention. It was business as usual as she was turned around in mid-sentence, her panties pulled down in the rear, and was given a shot. Then Victoria was turned around facing forward. The nurse grabbed the elastic on her panties and started to pull them down. "Hey! Wait a minute! Can't you at least leave THESE on?!?" she exclaimed. Her protest was ignored. Her panties were pulled all the way down, removed and taken away. She quickly put her hand over her private area for modesty."Come on lady, quit bein' a baby," the male nurse said, as he yanked her hand away, revealing Victoria's little, curly bush. Now fully nude from head to toe in a room full of guys, she blushed deeply with embarrassment. A couple of more whistles from the guys. The sergeant barked, "Settle down!"Victoria couldn't believe what was happening. Full integration of the army had finally happened... right down to the physical."Spread 'em, soldier," the nurse ordered. "But..." she began but was interrupted by the sergeant who barked, "That's an order!" Victoria reluctantly complied, as the nurse stuck his two fingers inside of her cunt and felt around. "Oh! Ouch! Take it easy!" Victoria complained, as the nurse kept feelin around inside. The whole scene was strangely erotic, and she started to get wet. Victoria thought to herself "Oh man, I hope I don't have an orgasm and cum right in front of everybody." The squishing sounds from the examination were embarrassing."I still can't get used to doin' an exam on broads," the male nurse muttered. Then, just like the others, Victoria was turned around, he butt cheeks were spread wide, and her butthole was lubed up right in full view of everyone, much to her complete humiliation. A gloved finger went up her butt. "Yeeeoooow!" she squealed and gasped as the nurse felt around. Examination over, Victoria got back in line. Again, she tried to cover up by placing her arms across her boobs and her hand over her cunt, but the nurse pulled her arms away. "The sergeant said 'attention'," the nurse yelled."This is NOT FAIR!" Victoria shot back. "I'm a girl, for Christ sake!""Look," the nurse began. "You broads wanted equal treatment in the armed forces. The only way is to treat you the same in every, single way." He was right. There was nothing Victoria could do. She would have to come to grips with the fact that men and women's modesty was now a thing of the past.When all the other recruits were finished, the sergeant ordered everyone to fall in. Poor Victoria stood in line totally naked with all of the male recruits, who were also completely nude. The guy next to her glanced over, took at look at Victoria, and got turned on. His dick rose to an erection. "What's the matter soldier?" asked the sergeant, "Never seen a naked chick before?""Sorry Sarge, I can't help it," he replied sheepishly as he looked toward Victoria. "I mean... she ain't got nothin' on!"Victoria shot a look at the guy's dick and chuckled to herself. She was a little turned on too, but could keep it to herself. When you are a guy there is no hiding it! "Hold still, soldier," the sergeant ordered, as he grabbed the guy's dick and started yanking it up and down. Victoria was horrified! Suddenly, the soldier came in several spurts. "Oh my God!" Victoria whispered, as the sergeant wiped his hands with a paper towel. "There, you guys better get used to having naked female soldiers around, so you better get your minds off of sex, and keep your dicks under control," he lectured. Victoria wondered what on earth could be next. She soon found out."Next is complete shaving and de-lousing," said the sergeant, as the nurses were handed electric shavers. "No No No! Not my hair!" Victoria exclaimed, as she was shaved right down to the skull just like her male counterparts."Allright, soldiers, spread your legs," the sergeant ordered, as the men had their pubic hair carefully shaved. When the male nurse got to Victoria, he looked at her snatch and remarked to his assistant "broads are easy," Zip zip zip. Three quick strokes, and her cunt was hairless. "I guess being a girl has its advantages," remarked Victoria to the other soldiers. Everyone laughed. Then everyone, including Victoria, marched naked into the locker room and dressed in their fatigues. By now, all sexuality was eliminated. Victoria was just another grunt. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 22 |
weekend.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/weekend.txt | I'm currently stationed in Asia on a two month basis, then one month at home with my family. I had a long weekend and I needed a break so I decided to head to Bali to get some sun and relaxation. I arrived at the airport and headed to the pickup point for the hotel van and there was a mom and her two daughters. We were all heading to the same resort and we introduced each other and they told me about themselves. The wife, Debbie, was in her early 40s and they were heading to Bali for a week together before the daughters had to go to college. They were living in Asia and her husband was supposed to be with them but he had a change of plans and would not make it until the 2nd half the week. The oldest daughter, Anna, was 20 years old and heading the next week to the US for the third year of college. The youngest daughter, Ashley, was 18 and also heading to the US for her freshman year of college. Anna was tall and ran cross country in college and her body was slender and looked stunning in the tight clothes she was wearing. Her breasts were small but her hard nipples were trying to poke their way through the fabric. Ashley was about the same height but had a more full figured body and had nice sized firm breast that her sister I am sure was envious of and an ass that one could not help but stare at. Debbie was more petite than the daughters but still had a nice body that with even a few extra pounds still looked like it had potential to look great in a swimsuit. When we got to the hotel we all checked in and they headed to their rooms first and I assumed in the large resort we would never see each other again. As soon as I got to the room I went into the bathroom and had to jack off to the thought of having anyone of the three women I had just met and I came with an explosion of cum I had not seen in a while. I unpacked and headed down to the beach area and grabbed a chair and umbrella and started reading my book. There were quite a lot of people around and probably at least half the women were topless and to my disappointment none compared to the three ladies I had already fantasized about. To my surprise, the three ladies walked up and asked if they could take the chairs right next to me which I gladly said yes. They started taking off their cover ups and the three of them looked even better than expected. Ashley and Anna were both in very small bikinis that left little to the imagination and Debbie had a one piece swimsuit and she had larger breast like Ashley and had the hard nipples like Anna. The three of them standing just several feet from me looked dazzling and I had to fight keeping from getting an erection right there. We all laid there for a while, the three ladies in the sun and me in the shade under the umbrella. We talked on and off the whole time and I had to do everything possible to keep from staring too much and letting myself "rise" to the occasion. Anna, the rebel of the group, asked her mom if she could sun bathe topless. Deb looked around and said she could if she wanted too if she put on sun screen. Anna undid the top and then she massaged sun screen all over breasts which left me to only hope for the opportunity to help. Watching this was almost too much and then Ashley followed her sisters lead and took off her top and rubbed in lotion. This was all too much and I excused my self hiding my erection and headed to my room and jacked off for a second time. From my room I could see where we were sitting and I snapped several pictures to remember the occasion. When I cam back the daughters were in the ocean and I started talking with Deb. Deb then asked if I would mind putting some more lotion on her back. I grabbed the tube and started rubbing her back working in the lotion. I was enjoying this very much and Deb said that felt so good and thanked me. She then told me that she and her husband dont see each other much with his travels and a mans touch felt so good. She was clearly flirting with me and I told her if there was anything else I could do to let me know. I suggested we have dinner together and she agreed and asked if I mined if it was just her, the girls could order room service and watch a movie. I said sure and we agreed to meet at my room around 7pm. The girls came back and I started talking to Anna about running and I told her I was going on a run in the morning if she wanted to go. We set up to meet at 7am to go running, so now I had a date with both the mom and oldest daughter. I excused myself and headed in to get cleaned up for dinner. On the way back to the room I stopped by the small hotel store and picked up some beer and wine and as I was about ready to check out I saw a box of condoms and I figured I should be ready just in case something happens with the mom. I took a shower, got dressed and had a few minutes to waste so I grabbed one of the beers and sat down on the balcony. Deb and the girls were in the next unit over and she saw me on the deck as she walked over and waved and yelled up, "I hope you have one of those for me." When she knocked on the door I had the cold beer waiting for her. We sat on the deck enjoying the last of the sunset and kept talking for at least an hour both finishing off a couple more beers. I suggested I order some room service and we could just eat on the balcony enjoying the gorgeous evening. I walked into my room to get the menu and Deb followed me in. I grabbed the menu and turned and Deb was right there and we kissed. We started grabbing at each others clothes and I got her shirt off first and then got the pants off. She was standing there wearing just her underwear and she undressed me all the way and knelt down and took me into her mouth and sucked and stroked me. She kept this up until I came in her mouth. I then got her up and put her on the bed and slid down her panties and brought my mouth to her vagina to return the oral pleasures. She was dripping wet and she tasted so sweet. I stuck two fingers in her pussy and as my tongue worked on her clit area. It did not take long until she was screaming that she was cumming. I did not hesitate, grabbed a condom, rolled it on and entered her and started working my cock in and out of her and started pumping as hard as I could. She came a second time right before I came in the condom filling it to capacity. We laid there naked for a few minutes with me holding her in my arms. She told me it had been almost 3 months since she had sex with her husband and that time was so quick she did not even come close to an orgasm. She said they use to have hot sex but the last couple years his job consumed his time and many times he even had trouble getting it up. She was a little concerned about getting pregnant if the condom broke or leaked and I told her that I had a vasectomy so that was not an issue. I told her my wife and I have pretty good sex but it is not as often as we would like with my travels. We ordered some room service and put on the hotel robes and ate dinner in bed with just the robes on. As we finished up, I started kissing her and this time she wanted me to take her doggie style and as I was grabbing the condom, she said she preferred I skip it and she wanted me to cum in side of her. I entered her and grabbed her hips and thrust as hard I could. She told me I felt so good inside her and that I was quite a bit bigger than her husband. I kept pounding and I came inside if her. I pulled out and had her roll on to her back and I started rubbing her clit with my cum spilling out of her and finished her off with my fingers. She also told me that her husband never did that and he was always finished as soon as he came. She told me she should get home before her daughters get worried and she got dressed and left. The next morning I headed out and Anna showed up in a skin tight running suit. Her nipples were hard and I thought to myself how difficult it will be to run with a hard-on. We headed out and ended up going for almost 10 miles. We were walking back to the rooms and I said I had some sports drink in the room if she wanted some. We were both soaked from the sweat in the tropical heat and she gladly accepted. We got to the room and I went to the refrigerator and when I turned account she was standing there with her top off and asked if I like what I see. I responded by walking over to her and kissing her and then proceeding down to kiss both of her erect nipples and I could taste the salty sweat from the run. As I was kissing one I would pinch the other one. We were both getting excited so I led her to the bathroom and we peeled off each others running clothes. I slid down her panties to find her completely shaved clean. We jumped in the shower and soaped each other clean and she worked on my cock getting it to full life and then she turned around and I shoved my cock into her wanting pussy. She felt so tight compared to her mother. As I was fucking her I reached around and fingered her swollen clit. She came hard and actually squirted some juices and I followed by plunging myself deep into her one last time unloading my cum into her pussy. We stayed in the shower for a few minutes and then we got out and dried off and collapsed on the bed together. We were both exhausted from the run and the sex in the shower. I kept slowly touching and stroking her breasts and before long I was hard again and my cock was looking for more. Anna lowered herself and took me into her mouth and proceeded to stroke and suck my cock. I massaged her ass from behind first sticking one finger in her cum soaked pussy and using the juices from her to lubricated her asshole and then I plunged a finger as deep as I could which made her jump a little but she did not stop me. She kept sucking and stroking me as I fingered her ass and then I erupted in her mouth, gagging her a little, but she swallowed most down with a little trickling out of the side of her mouth and dripping off her chin. I pulled my finger out of her and we snuggled a little more and she gave me a kiss that had a light taste of my cum and she mentioned about me liking the backdoor and maybe we could try that some other time. I asked her if she had a boyfriend and she said that she dated a guy for almost 2 years and he had just graduated from college and they decided to break up rather than carry on a relationship from a very long distance. She said they had a lot of "fun" but she had not had sex for almost 4 months. She kept touching my cock as we talked and the phone rang. It was her mom she told me that the daughters were going on a shopping tour but she was staying back and she wondered if I was free to meet up. I said sure and we set to meet at 11am for a late brunch. Anna then realized it was 9:30 and their tour was heading out at 10:30 and she needed to get back to take another shower. I gave her a kiss as she was still holding my cock. I looked down and said well what about that (hard on) and she got up on top of me and lowered her pussy on to my cock and started riding me. I was clearly there for her pleasure; she was driving the train this time. She rode me hard and she came again squirting her juices all over me. She sat there for a second and looked down at me and said maybe I should leave you hanging like this. I said that isnt going to happened and grabbed her flipped her over and in one motion I was on top and I proceeded to fuck her as hard and fast as she fucked me. She was definitely enjoying me taking over and she came again and I followed by cumming in her again. We were both spent but she got out of bed and got dressed to head out. She came back over to me and kissed the tip of my prick and then gave me a kiss goodbye. As she was walking out she said "have fun fucking my mom again, she really enjoyed herself last night and she needed it." And she was gone. I jumped in the shower and got dressed and then headed down to meet Deb for brunch. We ate at a restaurant overlooking the water and had a nice brunch with excellent conversation. Deb said she wanted to lie in the sun for a while to get rid of her tan lines. I told her I knew where there was a nude beach only about 15 minutes walking. It was a secluded cove and we decided to go for a walk and head to the nude beach. We went back to our rooms to change; I grabbed a 6 pack of beer and headed out. We made it to the beach after a hike basically through a rain forest. We laid out our towels and opened a couple beers. There were only 2 couples and 2 single girls there so the beach was pretty quiet. Deb got naked and asked me to put lotion on her ass so it did not get burned. After about an hour we went in the water to cool off and one of the couples left and the girls had left. So it was just us and the other couple, they were younger, maybe in their mid-twenties. They were a ways from us and I kept a watch on them through the sun glasses when I noticed some activity. The guy was rubbing her back and he kept inching closer and closer to her ass. Then he put his hand between her legs and I am sure into her pussy. She appeared to be enjoying his touching. I tapped Deb on the shoulder and showed her the action and grabbed my camera to catch some photos. Deb and I both acted like we were not watching but our eyes behind the sunglasses were locked on the kids. The guy then got between her legs, pulled up her hips a little and proceeded to enter her and fuck her right there on the beach with us watching. He did not last real long and we could tell by his expressions that he was cumming. He got off her and lay next to her, cuddling with her. I got about 20 good photos of the whole thing. I then started doing the same thing to Deb. Only difference was that she was on her back. I also noticed the guy watching us which I think turned us on even more. I rubbed her clit area and got her good and worked up and then I moved quickly to enter her and fucked her with the couple watching us. Deb came was pretty excited before I mounted her and she came almost right away and right before I came I pulled out and jerked myself off and came on her tummy and shot some all the way to her breasts. After I was done I looked over and the young couple was staring right at us and the guy had also taken some pictures. The day I left I ended up meeting them at the resort and we exchanged the pictures. We laid in the sun a little longer and then headed back to the resort since the girls would be home soon and we needed to get cleaned up for dinner. When we got back to the hotel we stopped for a drink and the girls walked up, all hot and sweaty from a day of walking and shopping the outdoor markets. Deb and Ashley left to take showers, Anna said she would be up in a while and was going to stay a drink. As soon as they left, Anna leaned over and said, "Lets go to your room I need to get fucked." We hurried off to my room and as soon as we were in my room we were kissing and ripping each others clothes off. Once we were naked, I propped her up on the desk and entered her and started fucking her standing up. She said "give it to me fast" and I complied and in just a few minutes I unloaded into her hot pussy. We sat there for a few seconds with my dick in her pussy and I slowly kept pumping it in and out. Anna gave me a kiss and said she had to be going before they noticed her gone and she got dressed quickly and left. I met them an hour later for dinner and we ended up drinking two bottles of wine with dinner. Everyone was feeling good so I suggested heading to my room for another bottle. We sat out on my deck and kept the conversation going enjoying the evening breeze. Deb cornered me where the girls could not hear and said Ashley I think wants to fuck you. She told me that Ashley was a virgin and did not want to go off to college that way. Both Deb and Anna thought I might be a good choice to take her cherry. She told me that Ashley might back out so I should be gentle and go with what she wants. She told me that her and Anna would slip out and leave us alone. After another glass or so Ashley definitely started getting flirty with me and I returned the flirting. Both Anna and Deb disappeared as planned and that left Ashley and I on the couch kissing. Ashleys hands were all over me and I did everything possible to take it slow and not rip her clothes off and fuck her on the spot. She undid my pants and had her hands on my cock and before long lowered her mouth to my manhood. She may have been a virgin but she definitely knew how to suck a cock. She stroked and sucked me until I came in her mouth. Fortunately for her I was pretty spent for the day so I did not cum as much as the previous times that day for her sister and mother. I decided to keep things going so I started at her trying to get her shirt off and she did not fight it, first the shirt and then the pants and then the bra unleashing those sunning 18 year old firm mounds which were even better uncovered. She was there with just her panties on so to take it slow I started to kiss and nibble at her breasts which definitely turned her on. I slowly started to tug at her panties and slid them down her long sexy legs. She seemed to be ok with everything and the pace this was going at and I had her sit on the edge of the bed. I then went down between her legs and buried my face into her virgin pussy sticking my tongue as deep as I could get it. I then stuck one finger and then two into her hole. I kept licking her pussy and clit area and she came for the first time. I kept kissing and licking her private areas and then she grabbed me and pulled me up and guide so I could enter her. Right before I was going to enter her I asked if she was ok with this and yelled, "Yes, yes, I need you now!"I plunged by penis into her virgin hole and took her cherry. I started working it in and out and she came a 2nd time. I kept this up as long as I could and then plunge deep into her one last time emptying my seed into her virgin womb. I kept myself in her pussy kissing her and letting myself go soft before pulling out. She laid there almost motionless and we held each other for what seemed like 30-40 minutes. I was getting hard again so I suggested I give her a back rub. I had her roll onto her back and I got up on her and sat near her ass and when I leaned forward my cock split her ass cheeks. I rubbed her back for about 15 minutes touching everywhere on her body relaxing her as much as possible. I slow held her hips and pulled them up and placed my cock at her entrance teasing her a little. She sighed a little and I slid my cock into her pussy and started slowly at first and then faster and faster. I kept hold of her hips and pushed my cock in as fast, hard and as deep as possible which drove her crazy and she started to tremble a little and I could tell she was close to cumming. I kept ramming hard into her when she finally yelled, "Yes! Fuck yes! Yessss, I cumming! Yes, yes, yessss, got that feels good!!" Just like her sister she exploded and squirted all over. This must have been her first ever real intense orgasm or maybe her first real orgasm and she just collapsed on the bed. She told me that she had never had an orgasm like that before and she did not expect to squirt juices like that and how great it felt and she almost felt paralyzed. I told her she could lay there as long as she wanted to and was free to spend the night if she wanted. I got up to clean up some and get something to drink. When I went back to check on Ashley, she was lying so innocently naked on the bed. Before I covered her up I snapped a couple pictures, covered her up and went out on the balcony and drank my beer. After a few minutes I went back in and got into bed and fell asleep holding Ashley and she curled right up to me and just felt so good in my arms. I woke up and to my disappointment Ashley was gone. There was a note on the bed that said "thanks for last night, I really enjoyed everything and you will always have a special place in my heart Love Ashley." Right then there was a knock on the door. Anna was there and I invited her in. She said that their dad showed up a day early so her Mom would not be around anymore. Anna was holding a bag so I asked what was in it. She just smiled and gave me the bag and said "I bought you a surprise that I think you will like." I opened it up to find a small jar of Vaseline. With that I walked over and gave her a kiss and we started ripping each others clothes off. It did not take long before we were naked and I got Anna onto the bed on all fours. I got behind her and started to work some globs of Vaseline into her backdoor and then I lubricated my cock. I then put one finger in her ass as deep as I could and then followed it with two and worked those in as far as they could go. I felt she was ready so I put my greased cock to her lubricated opening and started pressing my cock in a little and then pulled it out. I kept repeating this going a little deeper each time. She was very tight and her asshole was really clamping down on my cock. I did this 4-5 times until finally I pulled out one last time and then I proceeded to bury my cock in all the way into her backdoor. She screamed out, "Fuck that feels big!"I started pumping it in and out and the excitement of being in her anal passage was too much and I pulled out and squirted my cum all over her ass and back. After I came I plunged it back in as deep as I could get it and held it there until I started going soft. I pulled out and had her lie down and I buried myself in her pussy and worked on her pussy and clit area until she let go and came squirting juices all over my face. I then went up to lay by her and she said unfortunately she had to be going to meet her family for a tour and she suggested we take a quick shower together. We got into the shower and she cleaned me up and worked me hard again and the turned around said "we have to hurry, dont worry about making me cum, and just fuck me." I entered her from behind into her pussy and fucked her as fast as I could and came after only a few minutes. We finished cleaning up and we got out dried off, Anna got dressed, kissed me and left. Unfortunately that was the last sex of any kind with the ladies. I did see them around but once Debs husband arrived I was no longer needed and I headed out the next day. I still get e-mails from both Ashley and Anna and we talk about meeting up but I doubt that will ever happen but it is nice to keep that fantasy alive. One follow up on all of this related to the young couple on the beach Deb and I watch have sex. After dinner I was at the bar near the beach and the young couple walked in and saw me. I said hi and asked them if I could buy them a drink. They sat down with me and I found out they just got out of college, got married and were on their honeymoon. They said that it was a real turn on knowing someone was watching them make love. I let them know we enjoyed the show and I told them the women I was with was just a friend and told them we were actually both married to other people. We decided to share the pictures so we decided to meet in their room after I got my laptop. The girl said, "Dont forget your camera, you might need it," and winked right before they walked off. When I got to their room, the door was open so I walked in and they were on the bed doing it doggy style. I turned on my camera and started snapping pictures. Right before he came he pulled out as she dropped to the bed and he sprayed it all over her back and even hitting her hair. I got excellent photos of it all. She rolled over and wiped the cum all over the bed and the guy said, "He has a hard on (referring to me), maybe you should take care of that." So she pushed me back against the desk, knelt down, undid my sorts and started stroking me. When it was time for me to cum she kept stroking me and guiding me cock so that I came all over her breasts. Her husband was snapping photos the whole time and got some excellent ones of me spraying his wife. We exchanged all the photos and I left with plenty of pictures to remember this all by. END |
madabou1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/celeb/madabou1.txt | |
test.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/test.txt | The drive from the airport was a quiet one. I couldnt seem to wipe the smile off of my face. I was quite proud of myself and you were too, so I thought. But now that I am studying your face, you are either deep in thought about the upcoming seminar, orno, that has to be it. I know I pleased you on the plane. It was dark outside now, and I was a bit sleepy. Since you didnt seem to want to talk and I know better than to speak first, I laid my head back, and closed my eyes. The vibrations of the car and the warmth of the heater blowing lightly in my face made me relax. With delicious thoughts of the days activities, I fell asleep.I was startled awake when the car stopped, and the cool air hit my face. You unfastened your seatbelt, and as I reached for mine, you stopped my hand. I looked at you, and you shook your head "no." I watched as you walked around the front of the car, and headed up the front steps two by two. On the front porch, between the white pillars, you turn the keys into the light, and finding the right one, you quickly enter the house. Waiting, I settle back in my seat, and start to relax again. The door opens, and you jump in. Tossing a bag into the back seat, you dont say a word. I am very curious now, and I cant resist "M? What are we doing?" In a flash, you turn and grab my face with one hand. Making me look at you, and very seriously you finally speak to me. "Pet, you had one strike against you prior to that question, now you have three. Do you want to continue?" Startled by your anger, I answer "No, M." You glare coldly at me, and suddenly I realize what I had said, and corrected myself as quickly as I could. "No Master." Holding my jaw, and staring at me, you slowly let go, leaving my mind racing. What did you mean three strikes? How could I go from one to three so fast? Thinking quickly, going over what had just happened, I realized that calling you "M" was not appropriate unless we were in public. But that is such a small issue. The second one must be talking before you spoke first, or questioning your actions. Either way, I do know better. You are very proud of your rules, and have warned me numerous times that as simple as these may seem, punishment would follow a mistake. Now, what was the third, or rather, the very first strike? The plane, it had to be my initial resistance to your commands. Yes, that is it. But, I did know I would be punished for that, I was hoping for it. I could feel the pulsations starting, and I had to adjust myself in the seat to get comfortable. "Pet," you finally say, "I know you want to know where we are going. You will see soon enough. But, just to let you know a little about what is going to happen when we get there, I plan on you submitting to my demands even further than before. I need to test you. You know that I was disappointed in your attitude on the plane, even though you did eventually do a superb job of pleasing me. It is the "eventually" part that we need to change. Although I do find your giggles and impish smiles irresistible, I cannot tolerate disobedience. You will learn, my dear, and it will be tonight. You will remember that you are mine, and are here to please me. In pleasing me, you will please yourself. The ultimate self-pleasure comes from giving of yourself completely. And I am the one you give yourself to. You are my slave, my submissive toy, my whore, and my love. There is the biggest problem. Because I do love you, I tend to be soft on you. But dont be surprised if one day, I will not be so soft. It may be necessary.""Now, when we get there, you need to understand that I would never let another man hurt you, or have you. But, you will do as I say, do you understand?""Yes, Master, I understand," I can feel my nipples getting hard, and the palms of my hands getting clammy. I cannot imagine after the plane, what more I can do in front of other men to prove my obedience to you. Another show is what you want from me? Trying not to think about it, as it only makes me nervous, I try to relax.We pull up to a nice apartment building near the Green. The valet attendant opens my door, and helps me out. As he is driving the car away, we quickly walk into the building. Your arm wrapped around my waist and resting on my hip, you guide me along. I notice you are carrying the bag in your other hand, causing me to be curious again, but I know better than to ask about it. On the elevator, you bring me close to you. Looking me deep in the EYES, you give me a long, wet kiss that makes my pussy instantly gush. You stop the elevator, and hand me the bag. "Put this on, quickly."Taking the bag, opening it and I pull out the items. There is a black velvet collar with a silver ring on it, a black corset, matching g-string, black thigh highs, and a pair of high patent leather black pumps. Not hesitating even a moment, I quickly take off my knee length jacket and my clothes. I slip on the stockings, the g-string, and you help me with the corset. My breasts are overflowing the cups of the corset, but still covered modestly. I lean over and hook the garter straps to the stockings, and you cant resist, and place your hand just inside one cup, and taking a firm hold of my breast, you pinch my nipple enough to make me moan. I finish and slowly straighten up and slip my feet into the heels. Now, all that is left is the collar. You take it from my hand, standing behind me; you slide it under my hair, and around my neck, securing it snug, but not too tight. Holding my hair back away from my neck, you lower your head, and give me a soft, slow kiss. I close my eyes, lean back against you, and enjoy the moment. I feel you moving, and then your hand is at my neck, and I hear a click. You have attached a leash to my collar! This is ok when we are alone, and even good. BUT, not in public! I feel my heart pound, and I flush. You turn me to face you, and look me over. I plead you with my eyes, knowing better than to speak now, especially now. You see the look in my eyes, and you smile a gentle smile. "Its ok, my Pet, remember what I said earlier. You will enjoy this, too. No reason to be afraid." You see I want to say something, but am holding back. "Go ahead, Pet, tell me what you are thinking.""Master," I stutter with a lump in my throat, "I am not afraid, I am embarrassed. Please dont make me walk out there with a leash on. Please?" Your smile leaves your face; replaced with a stern look and you inhale deeply, as if trying to keep your anger in check. "Are you too proud to be my Pet? Is that it? If you are, you may leave now, but it will be for good. Is that what you want?" Tears fill my eyes, and I slowly shake my head no. "I dont want to leave you, I love you. I want to please you more than anything, and I want to be your Pet." A small smile appears on your face again, and cupping my face, you lean in and press your mouth to mine. Feeling the heat from your lips, and your tongue moving into my mouth, you kiss me deeply. The warmth rushes all over me, and causes my juices to run.You press the elevator button, and in a moment, the doors open. We step out into the hall, and you stop me again, reaching into your pocket, you pull out a satin blindfold. You wrap it securely over my eyes, and pat my ass to continue walking. I do not like this at all, and I am clenching my teeth. Although, I realize my body is once again defying me. Still holding the leash, you gently tug me along. Stopping abruptly, I hear you swiping the key card. The door opens, and you guide me in. I feel my heart race; I have no idea what is going to happen, and who is there. I hear music. Still holding the leash, you guide me into another room and have me kneel on the floor. The music is louder in this room, drowning out any chance of me hearing any other sounds. "Pet," you say firmly, you did so well on the planeyou enjoyed that didnt you?""Yes, Master," I weakly replied. "Having all those men watch you masturbate, touching yourself, bringing yourself to an incredible orgasm." Oh my, hearing you say this is making me so hot! I am breathing heavier, deeper, trying to stay in control. A small smile started to appear on my face. "But, my Pet! You know that you didnt do as I say without resistance! That will not happen again." My back stiffens up, and I lose the smile quickly. Still kneeling, I anticipate more, but your delay is making me more aroused. I am wondering who is there, why the blindfold, and what is coming next. I am startled by a sharp sting to my ass! "That is one, Pet. Now, you tell me how many strikes you had against you?" Taking a gasping breath, I manage to say "Three Master." I tense up, and ready for the next sting. It comes swiftly, and the third follows behind it, not allowing me to take a breath between. My ass stinging, but knowing it is over, I enjoy the heat that is radiating from the now reddened cheeks. I start to relax my muscles, but, without warning, another sting! I gasp loudly! "You thought I was through. That one was for my pleasure, Pet." You chuckle. This time, I dont let my guard down, and do anticipate more.Who is watching us? It keeps wondering through my head. I feel a quick tug on the leash, just enough to make me lean forward. And poking at my mouth is the soft firm head of a cock. I am surprised, but I know to open my mouth and let it in. It is you, isnt it? Since my eyes are covered, I allow myself to believe that. Letting my lips glide over the cock, licking gently on the underneath. I put my hands to the shaft, but they are quickly slapped away. I move my head back and forth, and feel my spit dripping from the corner of my mouth. No words are being said; no sound other than my mouth on this cock. My mind is racing, and my pussy is running. I cant help but imagine this may not be you. I am getting so hot; I start to moan as I suck on this member for all I am worth.Feeling the tension building, and thinking climax is near; it is quickly taken away from me. I am pushed to the floor, on all fours, and feel it stabbing into my pussy, now so wet that it slides in easily. I moan deeply, and feel the slap of a hand on my already sore ass. Trying to contain my sounds while I am being fucked hard, I near orgasm, and begin to tense up. I push back against it, and try to get it in deeper. Arms reaching around me, and grabbing my nipples, pinching them hard, making me crazy! It is you, I know it is. I smile and moan as I start to climax. You however, are not ready yet. You have always been able to hold back, you have amazing control. "Yes, it is me Pet, Who do you want it to be?" Finally, allowed to speak, "Oh, Master, please, fuck me, harder!" You slam into me as you continue talking, grunting the words out, "Did you want it to be another man? Did you want me to give you to another?" I am cumming hard now, and trying to answer you, "No, Master, I want only you." "Are you sure, because there are plenty of men right here with us that can have you?!""No Master, I want only you, but if it pleases you, I will do whatever you wish." With that, you grunt and fill my pussy with your cum. Dropping across my back, you are kissing my neck, rolling my nipples. You laugh again. Lying on the floor, with you on top of me, I am wondering why you are laughing. I feel your cum dripping out of me as you slowly withdraw from my body, leaving me feeling empty. Lying there, like a rag doll, I feel you lift me up, and carry me to a bed. Laying me down, you remove my blindfold. As I adjust my eyes to the light, you are smiling at me. I look out of the corners to see who else is here. No one. Not sure how to react, you decide for me by placing your mouth over mine, and kissing me deeply. I relax back into the pillows. You stop, look at me, and tell me, "You know I would never let any other man have you. I am too jealous for that. But, Just knowing you would be willing to do anything I ask, or demanded, is what I was looking for. You did pass the test tonight. But, be prepared to be tested again. For now, I just want to hold you. You are beautiful, and a very, very good Pet."END |
wraparound.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/wraparound.txt | It was our first anniversary and we had planned to go to the quiet little restaurant where we had gone on our very first date. Beth asked me to select what she should wear for the evening from her wardrobe. Hoping I was in for a sexy evening, well this was our anniversary; I selected a black blouse that crisscrossed over her lovely small but firm young breasts. It had ties that went around her waist and tied and the back. I also selected a black wraparound skirt and suggested that she didn't wear panties.I was hoping to have a little fun on the dance floor. Boy! Did that turn out to be an understatement!Whilst getting ready and being in a party mood, we had opened a bottle of wine. Beth suggested opening a second bottle as we weren't going to be driving. We had booked a taxi so it didn't really matter about drinking.Being a lovely warm evening, Beth just had a black crocheted wrap around her shoulders. As she was getting into the taxi her wraparound skirt opened completely to her waist and I could tell by the look on the drivers face that she had agreed to my request not to wear panties. When we set off, I told her that the driver must have seen her shaved pussy when her skirt opened. She blushed profusely but then started to giggle.I told the driver the address.'Are you sure you wanna go there?' He inquired. 'I mean especially the way your wife is dressed.'I assured him that it was exactly where we wanted to go as it was where we had our first date.'Dunno when that was mate but it's now under new management. I wouldn't advise going there.'I must have had more wine than I realised as the significance of his warning was lost on me and I assured him that was our destination.We arrived and I helped Beth from the taxi. It was only as the taxi pulled away that I realised the place did look very different and I wondered for a moment if he had indeed brought us to the right place.There was a black man wearing a tuxedo standing by the door. I asked him if this was the Black Cat.'The Black Cat as was Sir! It is now the Black Pussy!' Cat, Pussy. Didn't seem a big difference, just a bit more playful sounding. The man opened the door for us and as we entered it took us a little while to adjust our eyes to the darkness. It was very dimly lit. The bar area drew my attention as it was better lit than the rest of the place. I took Beth by the arm and escorted her over to the bar. There didn't seem to be many people in the place just one couple sat at a table and two men stood at the bar.Beth hoisted herself up onto a bar stool as I ordered drinks. As I turned back to Beth I was shocked to see her wraparound skirt had fallen open and she was showing a lot of leg. Being a warm evening she hadn't bothered wearing stockings. Her show hadn't gone unnoticed. The two men had turned to get a better view and when the barman returned with the drinks, he was practically bending over the bar to get a better look.I drew Beth's attention to her skirt and she hurriedly pulled it back over her legs.By the time we had a couple more drinks, the place was starting to fill up. The bar area was quite crowded with people all around us. I then realised that it was only men that were standing around Beth. Something caught my eye and I looked more carefully at her skirt. It was moving. Then I realised that the guy next to her had his hand under her skirt and by the look of it he must have been up as far as her pussy.Beth's eyes were closed and it seemed she was in a state of sexual arousal. I then noticed that he wrap around blouse was sagging open. Someone had undone the ties at the back. It was so far apart at the front that I could see one of her nipples. The thought that a lot of men could see her bare breasts and one guy was fingering her pussy was really turning me on.A guy standing behind Beth was leaning against her back. He was nuzzling her neck and whispering in her ear. Another guy was gradually working his way at the side of Beth between her and myself. I had to look around him to see that he had pulled her blouse open and was fondling her bare breasts. The guy behind her reached up and cupped her other breast as the guy who had opened her blouse, bent forward to suck on her nipple. I also noticed that she had her legs wide open and if it wasn't for the fact that the guy who was fingering her pussy had started to kiss her, she would have been moaning loudly as an orgasm shook her body.As her orgasm subsided, I pushed the guy out of the way and pulled Beth off the stool and escorted her to a booth, trying to pull her blouse together as we made our way. Fortunately the skirt just fell back into place.When we were sat down I asked her if she realised what had just happened. She said that she wasn't that drunk and anyway the fantastic orgasm sure would have sobered her up.I asked if she wanted to leave. She replied only if I did as she was having a lot of fun. I confessed that I also was enjoying our anniversary evening. Watching her become the plaything of a group of men was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.Just then the waitress brought us two drinks. She said they were sent over by the men at the bar. As we looked in their direction, they raised their glasses to us, so we did the same back.I pointed out to Beth that if we stayed there, there may be a good chance that these men would want more than just to play with her. With that she blushed deeply and said 'I don't mind if you don't.' 'Do you mean you would let them 'Have you!' Let them put their cocks in you!'She reached down and grabbed my hard cock.'I see the idea turns you on!' She said. 'The thought of them shooting their cum into me gets you going doesn't it?''Oh that would be delicious!' I replied.'And would you still want to make love to me when I'm full of other men's cum?''Oh yes please!'***I think Beth was a little more 'relaxed' than I was as she didn't object when sitting at the bar, a strange man put his hand up her wraparound skirt and finger-fucked her to one of the best orgasms she had ever had whilst two of his friends felt and sucked her tits.We had gone to sit in a booth when the waitress brought us drinks sent over by the men.Just then one of the men came to our table and asked Beth to dance. She readily accepted. I watched as best I could as they came into sight now and then as my view was sometimes blocked by the other couples on the floor. The guy was helping himself to feeling her arse and tits. Even sliding his hand inside her skirt to play with her shaved pussy. The fact that she had no panties on made this easy for him to get complete access to her pussy and I am sure he was finger-fucking her again. I could see she was really turned on as she started to kiss him there in the middle of the floor.They were soon swallowed up on the crowded dance floor. After a few minutes I was curious to see what I was missing. I walked around the dance floor then right at the back of the room I spotted them. A group of men surrounded her watching as her dance partner kissed her and felt her up. He moved behind her and had her blouse completely open and her skirt pulled open and wrapped around behind her completely exposing her shaved pussy and bare breasts to the other men. One of his friends started fingering her pussy as two others sucked on her tits. Once she started to moan with the fingering, the guy took out his cock and eased it into her. He fucked her like that for a little while. I guess it was too awkward that way. The guys sucking her tits lifted one of her legs each and raised her so that she was level with the guys cock and he could slide it in and out of her with ease.It didn't take him long to start moving faster as his orgasm approached. I could hear his moans even over the music as he came inside my Beth. The thought of a stranger pumping her delicious pussy full of cum was just too much for me and I came in my pants. I went off to the toilets to clean up. When I returned they had her bent over a table and mounted her from behind.One after the other, all of the group (six men) took turns fucking her. There was loads of cum running down her thighs. When the last one had finished, they all went off to the bar leaving her laying there. I cleaned her thighs with my handkerchief, and then jammed it up her cunt to lock the rest inside. It was my intention to take her home and play with and suck on her delicious well fucked pussy but as we were about to leave, the black doorman stopped us.'You can take her in the office if you want a bit of privacy. I'm sure you can't wait to have your turn at fucking the slut.' He said as he opened the office door and escorted us in then closed the door behind him as he left us alone. There was a long leather couch, I laid Beth down and undid her clothes. I just stood there admiring her lovely form. Even though I had just cum, I couldn't help but get aroused again looking at her beauty. Red finger and suck marks on her lovely breasts. Her delicious pussy lips were now red and slightly swollen. I removed the handkerchief from her cunt and watched the cum start to ooze out of her. She was sort of half asleep and half in some fantasy dream. She had been well fucked by the six guys and it was obvious she was in cum heaven.I got down on my knees and draped one of her legs over my shoulder so that I could get at her delicious pussy. I slowly licked each pussy lip then sucked on them. All the time taking cum into my mouth, each lick, each suck got more and more of it from her. I then concentrated on her clit, bringing her to another shattering climax. The intensity of her climax forced the last of the cum of the six men from out of her cunt. I readily lapped it up.'She should be clean enough by now.' A voice from behind me said. It turned out to be the manager he was stood there with the black doorman watching us. I hadn't heard them coming in. I suppose having Beth's thighs clamped over my ears didn't help.'Our turn now!' said the black doorman as he got on the couch between Beth's thighs.'Move over!' was the managers only comment as he shoved me out of the way.I sat there on the office floor watching as the two of them enjoyed my lovely Beth. Taking turns fucking her, sucking her tits. The black guy came in her pussy but the manger came on her face and some went in her mouth.'That'll make kissing her more interesting for you,' he said as he wiped his cock on her hair. I could wait no longer, I dived on my lovely Beth sinking my dick into her cum filled cunt and kissing and licking her face.'I thought he'd enjoy that,' said the manager as they both left the office laughing.What a wonderful anniversary.Now whenever we go for a night out, I always insist she wears the wraparound skirt.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 48 |
dual3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/dual3.txt | IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, GO TO MY WEBSITE /~Kristen/mercy/open.htm PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 22 |
hampton2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/21/hampton2.txt | The Memorial Day weekend was finally here. The house in the Hamptons which was designated a "Strings only" zone was now going to be a reality, not just a fantasy. I can't tell you how many times I masturbated just fantasizing about walking around in my string bikini in front of all these strange guys. Also, my pussy was still sore from the stretching it got on Wednesday night.Allison knew exactly what she was doing when she got me so damn horny, she knew I wouldn't resist. Allison and I had already finished shaving each other and I had licked her pussy to two delicious orgasms as I played with her anus the whole time. This time Allison sucked my tits and pinched my nipples as she teased me relentlessly.I thought I would die after she licked my pussy into a super slick lather then placed the head of that huge 9 inch pink rubber dong at my opening. Just the head was pulling me tighter than I ever imagined, but her tongue's attention on my hard clit and her slow yet continuous working of that fat shaft enabled her to get nearly the whole thing inside me within a minute. But then she started slamming that huge fake prick into me.I went ballistic and was cumming in seconds, it reached and rubbed areas I never dreamed of and Allison knew it. I was a wanton slut pulling my legs back and as wide as I could, giving her as much access as possible. When she slowly pulled that long thing out of me, I swear it went pop as my newly stretched pussy tried to recover, my legs then began to cramp up and Allison quickly tried to massage away the sharp pains attacking my body. She wants to get a harness for her fake organ so she can take me like a man - I'm looking forward to it.Jim and some of the other guys were able to take Friday off and headed out to the Hamptons late Thursday and went to get the rented summer house all situated. Allison and I couldn't get off on Friday, but we were able to take the following Tuesday off. I was getting a little nervous since every time I saw Jim, it seemed like more and more people were coming out to the house for the weekend. I knew there were 6 bedrooms and Allison and I were suppose to share one of them, but then I was told that the rooms were big and could fit four people. Oh well, so it might be tight.Allison and I got off a little early from work and made our way to the train station. The Long Island Rail Road has service to the Hamptons and the trip out was one big party. Allison and I were dressed well and Allison's flirtatious behavior had guys buying us more drinks than we could handle, but we tried. By the time we reached our destination, Allison had called Jim to get him to pick us up, but everyone had already started partying, so we took a cab instead.When we pulled into the large circular driveway I couldn't believe my eyes. The house, or should I say mini-mansion, was absolutely beautiful. A huge lawn out front with a volleyball net set up just off to the right. Nobody was out front, but there were five parked cars, a BMW convertible, a Mercedes SUV, a Porsche Boxster, an awesome looking Dodge Viper, and a shiny new Maxima. Over the door hung a banner saying "Strings Only Past This Point." Allison and I were just busting with excitement and giddying like school girls.We got our bags and went to the door where we were greeted by a very buff Mark dressed in a leopard skin g-string that left nothing to the imagination. The lumps and bulges were highlighted by the pattern of his suit and Mark seemed to be damn proud of his equipment, and well he should be. Mark had already met Allison, and he introduced himself to me as he took our bags.As he took us to our room he said that everyone was outside by the pool then told us to change into our strings and come out. Allison asked how many people were there. Mark said about 30, but everyone hadn't arrived yet. Allison blurted out "30! Where are they all sleeping?" "Mark said that about 10 people are from next door," I said."What about the string policy?" "He said that everyone had a string. Some of the guys purchased a few extras just for those eventualities and the girls changed into them or they would simply wear one of the guys g-strings and no top."Oh boy, this was definitely going to be interesting. We looked out our second story window and saw that the party was in full swing. Allison insisted on wearing her high heels and hat and made me do the same even though it appeared we would be over-doing it a bit. Some of the girls were lucky even to have a top on, never-mind a matching ensemble.We walked out onto the rear patio and everyone seemed to turn and look at us. Jim quickly came over and gave Allison a big passionate kiss, then turned to me and gave me a quicker, yet no less passionate kiss. I couldn't believe his tongue had just slipped into my mouth like that. Jim also had on a g-string that showed off his goods and as I looked around, sure enough all the guys had them. Some of the men's suits seem to have been built with a hanging pocket so that a guy's equipment could hang down into it. Those seemed to be the most lewd, but I'm sure they are more comfortable. Everyone seemed pretty drunk and we were offered some type of punch only seconds later.Jim started introducing us around to everyone but I couldn't remember anyone's name. Everyone was beautiful in their own way though. Nobody was out of shape, and everyone had great bodies. A few people had strategically placed tattoos and there were more than a few pierced belly buttons. If anything, I felt very fair skinned. I was definitely the whitest girl there. I never seem to tan, the best I can do is get a few freckles that may group themselves. It was only Memorial Day so many of the people, guys and girls, had been hitting the tanning salons to "get a good base" for the weekend.The party was going great and I stayed with Allison most of the time. After a while we got the munchies and headed toward the barbeque pit. The sun had dipped just below the tree tops and I had now removed my sunglasses. The dark sunglasses were very helpful to check out everyone without making eye contact. At the pit, Eric was cooking the meats while trying to avoid all the smoke. I had met him one night at the bar.He was about 5 foot 10 inches with a fair complexion, red hair, blue eyes, great smile and an easy laugh. He isn't huge but has a thick muscular physique especially in the chest and arms and when I saw him in the g-string, I got weak in the knees. His package was huge and it seemed like it totally filled the hanging pocket of the light blue suit. The length of it was incredible and even more amazing was that it just hung there. It grabbed my attention and maybe because I had such a buzz on, but I just got fixated on it until Allison nudged me back to reality.Mark was laughing a bit and I stupidly tried to cover for myself by asking him what kind of material his suit was made out of. He joked back that he wasn't sure, but I was free to examine it whenever I liked. Surprising even myself, I replied that I might just take him up on that offer.Allison and I each got a chicken breast and some salads and made our way back toward the bar. After a lot more drinking they started setting up chicken fights in the pool. Guys and gals were quickly getting paired off. Jim grabbed Allison and made there way to the pool. Suddenly someone was behind me whispering in my ear, "Rachel, I need you, I need you now."I recognized Eric's voice and said teasingly, "Need me for what?""For the chicken fights of course," Eric said as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist sending shivers up my spine and warmth throughout my body. Loosing my hat and high heels we made our way to poolside. As we watch the playful matches it seemed that every girl quickly lost her top and breasts were bouncing everywhere. I was getting excited just standing there waiting my turn. Everyone had seen practically my entire body in this little string nothing, but soon my large boobs will be bouncing in the cool night air in front of everyone. Eric just then leaned over and asked me what I was thinking about. I replied, "What type of material your suit is made up?" He laughed, and then it was our turn.The water was fairly cool at first, but then felt warm compared to the slightly cooler evening air. I climbed on top of Eric's shoulders as he ducked under the water and picked me up. I humped up on his strong neck and rubbed up against him sending another set of shivers down my body as I adjusted myself on his shoulders. He asked me if everything was alright. I was totally some other girl when I responded that everything was fine and that I liked how he felt between my legs. He just let out a low groan and moved us toward the center of the pool.Our opponents were another beautiful couple. The guy was a short Italian with a Jewish princess on his shoulders. Eric and I had the high ground, but they probably had a low center of gravity. The princess quickly got hold of my top and removed it before I knew what was happening. Where she tossed it, I had no idea; I just knew I had to get her back. Hoots and hollers erupted as we went at it. I got her top off with ease and as we wrestled all we seemed to grab were breasts, hers in my hands and mine in hers.At one point, Eric had maneuvered us around behind them and I was able to get my arms totally around her. She couldn't do anything except hold on tight to her ride. Eric decided to go for it and told me to hold on as he fell backwards pulling everyone over. I let go of the princess as we hit the water, but Eric didn't let go of me. He worked himself under me and stood up as we took the victory and applause from the crowd.Soaking wet, topless and very aroused, I got out of the pool. Eric looked me over good as I looked for my top. He told me not to worry about it, that I looked absolutely fantastic. Jim came over with my top and commented that he didn't know I had such a killer instinct as he continued to take in the swell of my breasts. I took my top from him and asked where Allison was. He mentioned that she had gone inside just after seeing us win. I said that I was going inside to freshen up. I looked at Eric whose bathing suit was slowly starting to grow even longer and inch higher. He said that he should probably freshen up as well.We entered the house then turned to each other and began kissing. His hard wet body pressed into mine. I wanted him, needed him, now. He sensed this and picked me up without breaking our kiss and walked to my room. His mouth and tongue moved from my lips down my neck to my breasts. He licked and nibbled at my nipples as he gently kneaded each mound.He then began kissing down my belly as he worked his hands under my ass. I lifted my ass off the bed as he slid my string bikini bottoms off. He gazed at my perfectly shaven pussy and then eagerly dove in. His tongue was wonderful as he licked and sucked at my soaking pussy. I wanted to feel him though so I pushed him back then made him lay down in my place as I kissed down his incredible chest.His g-string was now sticking up straight and hard. I pulled it off and was totally amazed. Eric's cock was hard as steel and as long as Allison's fake dong, but significantly thicker. I went down and sucked on the fat purple head of his cock. I couldn't believe how large it was as I wrapped my hand around him and began pumping up and down the full length. I was always told that the secret to an incredible blow job was to give a guy a really sloppy hand job. I licked up and down his shaft making it slick in my hands. Eric's balls were also sizable, something I never really paid much attention too, but these were irresistible.If possible, his cock seemed to swell up even larger as I pumped and squeezed even harder, teasing the head of his cock by sucking on it then stopping. I could feel that he just wanted to release himself into my mouth and was holding out for the opportunity, but I would pull away right at the edge. I really wanted to feel him inside me, but I now I also wanted to give him the best blow job he had ever had.I then decided that I could wait till later to feel that monster inside me and to feel him explode right now. I pumped him a few times as I licked his balls and shaft, then went up and started sucking on the head, pumping the whole head into my mouth plus an inch of shaft. In and out, in and out. Before I would stop at five or six times when he got to the edge but this time I kept going and he knew it and wanted it.His entire body was as tense as a guitar string, his breathing loud and shallow, and after the ninth or tenth time his cock exploded in my mouth. I continued to suck and suck as each stream left his body and entered mine. I licked up and down his cock expecting it to soften in my mouth and hands. But Eric's large organ only softened slightly from the steel like state. I joked, "Taking Viagara?" Eric replied, "No, it's just natural. Now its your turn."He flipped me over onto the twin bed and held one of my legs wide as he gripped his tool and pointed it to my tender opening. As he pushed gently into me, I felt myself stretch open to him. Something caught my eye. The closet door must have moved ever so slightly.I could barely see someone looking out from the shadows and the blonde hair suggested that it was Allison. I don't know what it was, the alcohol, the sex, the warm beautiful environment, but it just turned me on even more that she just saw me give one of the best blow jobs of my life to one of the largest cocks on the planet and now he was about to start drilling me for all I was worth.I pulled me legs back a little farther to give Eric better access and as he pushed in he hit something very hard. Pain shot through my body. I thought he was going to come out my back it hurt so much. He started apologizing as we changed the angle of his entry. He hadn't even gotten all the way into me yet. Eric found the right angle and pushed until his entire cock was buried deep inside me. He held it there for about 30 seconds as he bent over and passionately kissed me.As he began pumping slowly inside me, I became very vocal telling him how huge he was inside me and how great a body he has. I started to get delirious as he started pumping faster. Eric was in a push up position above me, his biceps and triceps bulging and the "V" of his chest and back pronounced. My hands went to his back and sides as his buttocks continued to clench and push his rod in and out of my pussy. I said, "I'm cumming, Oh my god I'm cumming." Eric just picked up the pace and lengthened his strokes, nearly coming all the way out then slamming back in.I came violently and didn't think I could take any more as Eric announced that he was going to cum. I said, "Not in my pussy, pull out, pull out." I was on the pill, but I just didn't want to have it leaking out of me for the next thirty minutes. He pulled out and began to shoot all over my belly. I quickly bent down and got a face-full of cum just before I took the swollen head into my mouth and sucked the last few squirts.I pumped the fat and now softening shaft and licked his cock clean, until he the head became too sensitive for me to touch and he pulled away. Thankfully a towel was nearby, and I cleaned the errant shot off my cheek and clean off my belly. We lay naked, exhausted together on the twin bed. My pussy was now sending me some discomfort signals suggesting that I had been abusing her and to take it easy. Eric's cock also seemed exhausted as it lay lifeless over his leg, still much larger than any hard cock I had ever had.As I lay there I remembered Allison in the closet. What a show she got! She must have masturbated like mad. I know I would have. I wondered what I should do. Then I decided to give her up. I quickly pulled a cover over me and exclaimed, "Oh my god, there's someone in the closet!" Eric jumped off the bed and went over and opened the closet door. Allison was standing there in her string bikini embarrassed as could be. "I'm so sorry," she said, "I was getting something out of the closet when you two came in and I didn't want to disturb you, then one thing led to another and I didn't know what to do? I'm so sorry."I said, "I can't believe you watched us. I just can't believe it."Allison replied, "I said I was sorry, I don't know what else to say. I didn't plan it, it just happened. What do you want me to do?"Eric piped in, "Well I don't know about your intentions, but you did see everything, so I think one good turn deserves another."Allison said, "What are you suggesting? You want me to have sex in front of you two? How is that going to solve anything? Two wrongs don't make a right!"Eric replied, "It just seems fair to me. You saw us in action, we should see you." I just watched these two go back and forth on the logical and ridiculous arguments on why Allison should now perform for our benefit.Eric said, "Go get Jim while Rachel and I hide in the closet. Give him a quickie and then all will be forgiven."I couldn't believe it when Allison said, "Okay, but Jim can't know anything about this, EVER." We agreed.I slipped on my bikini and Eric pulled on his suit and I could swear he was getting hard again just waiting for this. Eric also put some suitcases on the other beds so that Allison would have to use the same bed we used and moved the lamp around to get the lighting even better. I was quickly learning a lot about Eric.We got into the closet and got pretty comfortable. I thought we might have to wait, but no sooner had we settled in, we heard Jim and Allison at the bedroom door.*** |
masturbationfascination.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/masturbationfascination.txt | I am a 31 year old woman who has always enjoyed being the object of men's desires. I'm not sure, but I think it dates back to when I was a young teenager and was able to spy on a boy I had a crush on jack off to a girlie magazine while he had no idea I was watching. I knew that I wanted that kind of complete and undivided attention from guys. When I got home that day, with a lot of experimentation and my mind filled with what I had seen earlier I discovered how to make myself cum. It was unforgettable. While my husband of 8 years thinks the old in and out once week is good enough and has said no way to my attempts to introduce my particular brand of excitement into our marriage I figured I was destined to never again get off in that special way except for my private fantasies. But that all changed recently. We live in a collage town and have a collage student tenant in a basement apartment downstairs in our home. His name is Bill and I have never thought of him sexually before although he is rather good looking. He is of average build, height, and weight. But about a month ago I saw something special in Bill. It was my girlfriends surprise birthday party at work and I went home on my lunch hour to get our video camera to video tape the party. I went to the laundry room, got out the camera and was fiddling with putting in a CD when I heard this woman moaning in ecstasy. Cautiously I peeked in the window into the basement and was shocked to see Bills reflection on his closet full length mirror. He was sitting on his couch slowly stroking the biggest, fattest cock I had ever seen! He looked to be in a trance while jacking off to a porno movie. His huge cock was slippery and shiny with some kind of lotion and while his left hand massaged his swollen balls his right hand caressed the solid shaft in a slow rhythmic motion that got me hypnotized. In a second I realized my opportunity and aimed the camera at my subject. I zoomed in on his hefty cock and slippery hand until the screen was filled with nothing but his manhood. I watched and grew wet as his hand kept pumping up and down on that huge rod. He applied more lotion to his hands while his cock bobbed from side to side in anticipation. As he grasped it again it seemed to grow even bigger! This time both hands encircled his shaft and he started bucking his hips against his stationary fists, literally fucking his hands. The amazing thing is that with both hands wrapped around that cock there was still at least an inch to spare at the base and the head. I would have died and gone to heaven to have him looking at me and how wet I was while he was going through those same erotic motions. Suddenly his pace changed and he really started to jack that cock off fast. I felt a surge of anticipation wanting him to cream when he suddenly stopped again this time grabbing the remote control then rewinding for a few seconds. I heard the actress cry, "Come on my face" as the CD began again. And again he started jacking off that beautiful slippery cock with his right hand while tickling his balls with his left. I knew if I were in that room with him and my face only inches from that magnificent cock he would lose all self control and spurt all over my face. I knew I had stumbled onto Bills fantasy. Again he started the CD from the beginning and this time he put the remote down to get into some serious stroking. With my camera trained on him he pumped that cock smoothly and swiftly. The fat head grew red and the cadence slowed. He was savoring the climax by jacking it off slower when a short spurt of cream leapt from the tip and landed on his stomach, another spurt jumped to his shoulder and another large spurt cascaded across his neck and chest followed by a few more short spurts. He was breathing heavily and I knew I had better leave before he stood up or I would surly get caught. I was wet and excited beyond belief. I just had to masturbate before returning to work. All I could think about was that if that TV screen could get that kind of reaction what would he do if he saw me in the state I was in? The thought of teasing him into a frenzy like that just about put me into heaven. I started to finger myself when an idea hit me. I put the camera on the tripod then aimed it at a pillow on our bed and started the CD. I sat on the pillow and started to finger myself to the camera! The plan came to me in an instant! I would give him something very special to jack off to! The positioning was perfect as all that was in the camera's eye-site was my sopping wet pussy and my frantic hands playing there. I came in waves thinking about him stroking that huge cock while looking at me! It took me a week to work up the nerve to proceed with my plan. I was going to leave the CD of me masturbating in his mail and secretly watch his excitement from my laundry room. I delivered the CD and waited for his arrival. I could see the quizzical look on his face as he unwrapped the package and put it in the CD Player. The surprise on his face that turned to pure lust was priceless as he watched me diddling my pussy on the screen. My eyes were trained on his crotch and sure enough a prominent bulge soon grew. He unzipped his fly and his swollen manhood stood out as he started to jack it off. Soon he had that familiar trance-like look in his eyes as he stroked and admired my womanhood. I was delighted to watch that throbbing meat spring to life and it's master helpless to my charms. But I knew that was really not enough. I was ready to have a live audience. In reality the CD was only a greeting card. While in my robe I went outside and knocked at Bills door. He responded hoarsely," W-who is it?" The panic in his voice was obvious. He opened the door red faced and asked what I wanted. "I think you have some of my mail by mistake." He stuttered and said he didn't know what I was referring to.I looked straight at his crotch and said, "It looks like you have seen what I' m talking about."He was mortified."Aren't you going to ask me in?" He stood awkwardly back and let me in.I sat down on the couch and said, "I feel you should know that that CD is personal and I'm not sure how I feel about you jacking off while looking at me!" Again he stuttered and mumbled excuses. I took full control at that point and said, "I like it when men jack off for me. But they must play by my rules. So if you wanna play, take your cock out and let me see it."Again he stammered red faced. I cut him short and told him to just sit back and enjoy the show while I gently pushing him back on the same couch he gave me such a great show on only a week before. "Now take your cock out dammit!" I hiked my robe up to show him my pussy. Without a word, eyes buldging, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his half hard cock. "That's more like it. I like to watch and to be watched," I assured him. Bill started to stroke that fat cock of his in earnest as my robe dropped to the floor and I stood before him completely naked."You like that don't you?" I teased as I changed my stance, posing for him, moving my body in rythem to his moving fist.Bill grunted and looked mesmerized, eyes glued to my body."You've got quite the tool on you," I said admiringly. "Why don't you show me just how much you like what you see."At that point his dick expanded just a bit further as he wrapped both hands around it and jerked it faster in my honor. I was in heaven as I stood bent over, straight legged in front of him, showing my ass, pussy, and clit to that helpless guy. I was amazed at how large his cock really was and hard he was breathing. I was on the verge of orgasm the entire time. I continued to tease him. simultaneously begging him to stroke that huge meat for me and holding off my orgasm. While squeezing my breasts together inches from his face I said, "If you can hold off long enough for me to get off while you lick me... I'll let you jack off in my face," I promised. He eagerly agreed and released his cock from his hands and kneeled down before me. I could feel his tongue vigorously probing my slit and see that big rock hard cock between his legs just aching for attention. A little drop of pre-cum beading at its head. His mouth was eager to please as it careened across my clit with fluid and careful motions. In no time I came in waves, too excited to hold back I grabbed Bill's head and shoved his willing face into my pussy and fucked his face for a few intense moments as My orgasm errupted. After a few bissful moments I began to come down and knew it was time for me to get him begging for me. I sat back in the couch caressing my pussy and pulled my legs far into the air revealing my pussy to him. I knew he would probably die to stick that huge cock in me and really give it to me, but I wanted to be the woman in his video fantasy. Again I told him, "I told you I like to watch and be watched, so jack that big cock off so I can see you cum and yes, you can do it on my face." I could tell by the look on his face that he wanted more but his relief would be welcome. He eyed my pussy and ass as he stroked his cock with one hand and caressed his balls with the other for me. I cooed phrases like, "show me your cum," and "jack it off for me baby," and "give it all to me you big horse cocked stud," as he neared orgasm. With absolute control I stood up beside him and nibbled on his ear and whispered, "Are you ready yet?" He breathlessly said, "YES!!!" so I knelt down in front of him while he massaged that strained and bloated cock in front of my face. A flood of warm and sweet cum splashed across my face and through my hair. He moaned with ecstasy as the final drops shot from his rod and he rubbed is warm cock all over my face. I gingerly tickled his balls with my fingers and ever so quickly gave the head of his cock one quick lick. I could see he was dying to have me put it in my mouth but instead I just winked at him and said, "Maybe next time... anyway it will give you something to think about." I love to watch men masturbate while admiring me. Bill says he has some buddies at school that would probably enjoy me as much as he does. My newest fantasy is to dance for a small audience so I can enjoy their complete and undivided attention. END |
homealon.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/07/homealon.txt | |
freedomandlove.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/freedomandlove.txt | The Masked Slave was extremely scared and worried when she first saw me. Having broken so many bounds since her divorce, I was the last taboo for the 43 year old woman: a young man, only 19. So much of what she knew as a child was so conflicting with her current quest for freedom that she was visibly shaking and almost unable to speak.Mistress Sand looked concerned when the Masked Slave blew a triple-kiss. Sand knew that letting the Masked Slave speak would expose her, so the kiss was a kind of safe-word for the initial contact with me. She loved the Slave very much; as much as any person she knew. She wanted to give the Slave this gift of me from the trueness of her heart. Mistress Sand was concerned that the Slave would back out, but trusted her to have the strength to carry on. The aging, statuesque blonde stood a full head taller than the brunette Slave and had to lean over to put her ear to the Slave's exposed mouth. The Slave shivered from head to foot in fear and desire as she whispered to her mistress. *"I'm so scared," the Slave said, trembling, "I'm about to piss myself!""We've covered your face and changed your hair." Mistress Sand was calm and direct. "He'll never know, unless YOU want him to. You can back out any time you want, even after you've started. He won't recognize you, and you can keep the fantasy, all for yourself."The Masked Slave nodded, but continued, "Is it OK for me to do this?"Mistress Sand squeezed and held the Slave's breast. "Right now, you're nothing to him. Just another female here for my pleasure." She pinched a nipple to enforce the point. "He'll NEVER make the connection. To him, y'all are both just toys for ME. Watch his face the whole time and remember the joy he feels: your private memory. YOU are in control from here on."Look at his big cock. Do you see how engorged it is? That's because of you. He doesn't even know who you are, yet he knows you... are... perfect!"*I watched Sand push her DD cups into the Slave's neck as they whispered back and forth. Obviously, an agreement was made and the Masked Slave looked back to me. Her arms, bound in front, pushed her exposed breasts towards me. Her hardened nipples seem to ache for me. Her widened eyes were uncertain, but even the mask couldn't hide the repressed need.I had been quivering a bit, myself, in confusion and excitement. Having only just made 19, I had never even fantasized the scene I was witnessing that late October evening. It was calming to see the pure affection the 50 year old blonde had for the Masked Slave.She wasn't the only slave at the party. I was there only to service the attendees, not as a slave. The party was just good, dirty fun and at least half the people there were neither Dom nor Sub. So much flesh was present that I could barely hold my still-raging hormones. I had only just started to lighten up when Sand brought this slave to me."She's a Gift," Sand had said. "I found her about a year ago and I've had an amazing incredible time showing her things she never let herself dream about. She's very athletic: a Belly Dancer when she was younger... and she can handle just about anything you can dish out. Have fun with her."Sand was a gorgeous woman and I was slightly enamored with her, though I knew our relationship was just fun. Formerly a model, Sand had all the stats: 5 foot 11; natural D's that were tastefully augmented; slim but muscular; funny; smart. The silver streaks in her blonde hair only added to her class. How we got together is another story.For some reason, the Masked Slave seemed more beautiful to me. She was a petite brunette. Her leather corset uplifted her C breasts, but couldn't hide the sag. I wanted to grab and squeeze those tits, holding and loving the weight. Her black-lace panties curved over a slightly bulging tummy. Her bony hips stuck out over toned ass-cheeks that belled slightly outward. The Slave was slowly losing a shape that she had worked long and hard for. I wanted those cheeks to smother my face. The mask covered her face, but I could still see lines around her eyes and mouth. Her bright, blue eye-shadow was gaudy, but her hazel eyes bored into me as I stood nude before her.She was the first woman I truly felt naked in front of. Despite a life-long experience of minimal clothing at home, I was shamed by my preference of the slave over the mistress. My penis betrayed me. The head had grown large and red.Escorted by Mistress Sand, the Masked Slave took possession of herself and sauntered over to me.Dutifully following Sand's earlier instructions, I held my hands on my hips. Years of woodwind training had reminded me to keep my stomach slim, my chest out, and my head up. The Masked Slaved kneeled before me in a grace of curves and movement I had never seen. My penis dripped pre-cum, with no contact. The Slave audibly inhaled as the warm, clear liquid fell on her cleavage. Our eyes never left each other. There was a connection I could not deny, as if she was not a stranger."Do you want her?" Sand was not mocking, merely asking, but she knew that I would take it as such. My natural response was anger and I took control of the situation. I held the Slave's bright, hazel eyes with my own and commanded her actions."Show me your lips," I said. The Masked Slave obeyed and opened her mouth, stretching the latex and plastic mask. Her full, brightly painted lips formed an 'O' that seemed barely wide enough to take the girth of my penis.I began to realize what Sand was giving me. My success at 19 was based on being a 'Nice Guy': a sweet and cute young man with surprisingly few hang-ups about sex. Not to mention being VERY willing to give pleasure. She was giving me an opportunity to take a woman however I wanted. Not as an aspect of 'manhood', but as something more: the ability to please a woman to her deepest core; to give her something more important than a vigorous three-hour humping; to give her whatever satisfaction that particular woman was missing, be it pain, subjugation, romance, sensual pleasure... or unspoken fantasy.The masked Slave's tongue glistened in her mouth. My penis pointed straight at the wetness. Her need wetted her eyes and her breath came in ragged, short gasps. Without asking or commanding, I pushed my penis into her mouth. The Slave's eyelids fluttered as the head stretched passed her lips. Her tongue moistened its underside. She moaned as pre-cum dripped onto her taste-buds. I held myself there, savoring the warmth."You really do like older women, don't you?" I couldn't move my eyes from the Slave to look at Sand."I really do."Sand laughed at me. "A Mommy fetish! I should have known! No wonder you're so sweet to all the women who PAY you to fuck them!" Tears welled up in the Masked Slave's eyes, still locked with mine."Well, Nick, you can call her Mommy." Sand had dropped her harsh demeanor. "Look at her open eyes, her sweet mouth. Do you see your Mommy there? Imagine those are Mommy's eyes. Imagine that is Mommy's mouth wrapped tight around your cock."Sand knew me too well."Mommy...""Tell Mommy what you want her to do.""Mommy, please give me a blow-job."I had barely finished speaking before the Slave sucked my penis deep into her mouth. Feverishly, her tongue worked over me. She swung her head and body back and forth, taking almost my entire length. The drool she had been building up slopped out and around the shaft."The Slave's entire upper body serpentined, though her knees were spread and her ass was rigid. I thought Sand was teasing me about the Slave being a Belly Dancer.After a full minute highly sensuous movement, the Slave slowed down and concentrated on getting as much of my penis into her as she could. I could have cum from the performance, hard and quick. I stayed in control, knowing that I did not want it to be easy for her.Sand unbound the Masked Slave's arms. The Slave immediately brought her hands up to my rear. The leather gloves felt warm and amazing as she grabbed and stroked my cheeks and the sides of my thighs. She stopped and stared at me again. My fantasy allowed me to see my mother's love there.Holding me with her eyes and hands, the Slave pulled me closer. Her throat muscles worked as my penis went deeper. The thick crown slid into her gullet. A quick tightness shocked me as she slightly gagged. She loosened up as she found control, and worked the head in and out her throat while slathering the shaft with her wet tongue. Drool dripped to her chin; a single bead worked its way to her breasts.There was definitely love behind the Hazel eyes that bound me, but it was the strength that enamored me. This... SLAVE had control of me. Not only was I bared down to my soul but also to the deepest expression of my heart. No matter how I commanded her, she could lead me to any end. I would cum, or not, at her will. I would do, or not do, at her slightest whim.There was only one person in my entire young life that I had felt so genuinely about. I found the strength and control in myself and dropped the inhibitions. Only respect was allowed in this place. In fact, we already had an astounded and quiet audience. I'm sure I heard, at one point, a woman exhale in orgasm when a man said, "...it's the first time." In this community, I was obliged to fully and truly express myself."I love you, Mommy! I love you so much!" I was nearly to tears from the release. "I love you... love you.. oh, God, you're so good to me..."The Masked Slave waved to Sand and stopped. I was heart-broken, but she held my eyes and spoke to me in a fluid, un-abashed, metropolitan, and disturbingly recognizable voice."Don't cum yet."Sand quickly came behind the Slave and worked the mask off. My mother looked back at me, from her knees, grinning from ear-to-ear. My tears came freely as I lifted her. We hugged close and tight; skin-to-skin. We were loudly applauded by the small audience and there were tears all around. Holding her slim, muscular waist, I looked back at the most lovely face I had ever known."I'm ready," I told her."So am I, Baby."Mom let me push her back to her knees. She pulled the leather gloves off and wrapped her bare fingers tightly around the base of my penis. Her mouth sunk deep, covered me with spit, and released."Cum in Mommy's mouth, Baby. Let Mommy taste you."Mom sucked and pulled at my penis. Her drool dripped from her hands and chin to her gorgeous chest. I screamed, literally screamed in ecstasy when I released my boiling sperm. Mom swallowed every blast, sucking hard to get every drop.I collapsed before I finished. She followed me to the ground, never taking her tongue or vacuuming mouth off me. She supported herself on my twitching thighs, pulling those tight lips around the crown of my penis. Her mouth finally came off with a 'pop!'We laid, exhausted, on the floor, her head on my stomach.-The Morning After-I woke slowly with a pleasant warmth on my morning wood. Mom was snuggled deep in my arms and the top of her head pressed to my chin. I was so comfortable I didn't want to move. As I smelled her hair and felt the weight of her breasts on my arm, my penis twitched and grew harder."Mmmm, morning...""Hi. How ya feeling?""Sore," she said, chuckling, "but in a good way.""Oh, no, Baby. You felt... you feel great!" Mom squirmed, pushing my penis deeper between her ass-cheeks. Wetness had started leaking from me and the head slid easily back and forth. "I'm all loose from last night." Mom reached down, wrapped her fingers around the base of my penis, and angled me deeper into her crack. "I'm so loose, I bet it would slip right in, if I'm not careful."She was right. The head slipped in and I felt again the heat of her rectum. "Ahhh... see?" We both giggled and then gasped as the first ass-ring tightened on me."Not so loose, Mom. You feel incredible.""You too, Baby." Her asshole sucked me in deeper, but I took it slow. We had no chance to snuggle the night before."How many times did you get ass-fucked?""Not sure... ooohhhh..." I had reached my limit in that position and began working inside her. "At least three times. First by Mistress Pearl...""Was that the tall Creole?""Yes. Then a DP with two boys. They had no clue what they were doing, but came quick. Later, you drilled me out..." Mom laid her hand on my ass, pulling me into her. She squirmed as we found our rhythm. "There may have been others after that." For another minute or so I loved inside her tight rectum."Is it true, Son, about you being a prostitute?""Yes, kinda. Remember that woman, Cynthia?""God! I was so jealous of her!""She's only 29, Mom... I lost my virginity to her.""At 18? You were so shy and sweet. That's partly my fault, I guess.""I'm not so shy anymore." I moved sharply in her asshole. Her lower lip quivered and she arched her back. To keep her from getting too far away, I grabbed a breast and relentlessly pinched and pulled the nipple."Keep doing that, Baby," she whimpered.A moment later I slowed, stretched my head around and suckled the same nipple. I didn't want her to cum yet, so I laid back down, held Mom's warmth close, and slowed my rhythm in her rectum."Once she showed me the ropes, we were fucking day and night, almost. She introduced me to an older friend of hers: one of the professors at school. She was nervous... I guess we both were... and married! She insisted on paying me." I realized that I would no longer feel the need to give my mother excuses. "It kind of snowballed from there."Mom turned toward me and said, somewhat petulantly, "So all the time you said you were in school...""No, no, I love the school work. I've been spending at least 5 hours a day in Shop, before and after class.""Where do you find the energy!?""From the vitamins you make me take..." She chuckled again, but that only lead to more gasping."I think Sand filmed us last night.""She did. I told her I wanted pictures... just in case I had the guts to go through with it.""Oh, wow. I want to see that.""I'll tell her to bring us a copy. Maybe watch it with us. What do you think, have some fun with two old Ladies?""You two might be more than I can handle, but I'll gladly look while I recuperate.""What? Mistress Sand told me you could go for hours...""Sure, but with you, I cum a lot quicker.""Oh, Baby, you wouldn't even have to cum. I love you so much, you could just keep fucking me forever." My heart welled up. I wished I really could keep fucking her forever, but the heat and grip of her asshole was getting to me."Mom, I'm about...""Yes, yes, Baby... do it! Cum in my ass..." I found her clit with my hand. Mom's juices were dripping down her leg to the bed. We both started to lose it. "Oh, yes! Baby, fill Mommy's asshole! Do it, do it! Cum for Mommy! Cum deep inside Mommy's asshole! Fuck! FUCK!"Her arching pushed her asshole down to the base of my penis, almost not letting me pull away for a backstroke. I let it take me all and started to cum. Pulse after pulse of sperm flooded into her."Ohhh, wowwww," I exclaimed as I calmed down. It was a more fulfilling orgasm than I'd ever had. It was even better than that first blow-job. Mom shook and twitched for a full two minutes as I shrunk and fell from her rectum."Damn. Now I'm hungry.""Still a growing boy! OK, Stud! Get up and hit the shower while I make coffee. You get to cook, though!"The End |
eno-rob.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/18/eno-rob.txt | It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, the first weekend that he'd had off from work in a month. Enolah was lounging on the sofa, a book in her hand. He was sipping a glass of wine and watching her idly rubbing her pussy as she read. She was wearing her usual at home outfit of cutoff denim shorts and a bra... nothing else. He was hard just looking at her.A half an hour had passed and he could see the wet spot in between her legs. He didn't know if it was the book she was reading or him watching her. Either way, he'd made up his mind to do something about it. Standing abruptly, he snatched the book from her hand and closed it."I need something from you," Rob said sharply. She looked up at him, unimpressed. "I was reading.""Well, now you're not. You're coming with me." He grabbed her forearms and pulled her off the sofa and into the bedroom. One wall was composed of two huge sliding glass doors. He pushed her, face first, into one."What the hell do you think you're doing?" Enolah asked, incredulous. He ignored her and opened the blinds all the way, exposing the bedroom to the parking lot of their condo buildings."You're wet," he stated, coming up behind her and putting his arms around her waist. "I was hard as a rock watching you.""I know," she said smugly.He pushed her up against the glass and pinched her nipples.She gasped. "What are you doing? Anyone can see me.""I know," he replied in the same smug tone. "You're a little cock tease. I just thought you might appreciate teasing a lot of them at once."He felt a shiver run through her and grinned. Without warning, he pulled the under wire cups of her bra over her breasts and pressed them into the glass. Her nipples instantly became hard."Someone is going to see," she hissed. "Let me go!"He said nothing, but put his hand between her legs, feeling the moistness of the denim. He pinched her lips through the fabric and heard her moan. "Please, Rob... shut the blinds and we'll go to bed."He ignored her as he continued this soft torture. She was moaning, writhing against the glass. Over her shoulder a he saw a car pull into the parking lot. He pushed his other hand into her shorts and was pleased to note she wore no panties. She placed her hands on the glass and leaned into him, not aware that someone was already watching her from the car outside. "Fuck me now," she choked, moaning and thrusting her hips to capture his fingers."Oh, I don't think so, cock tease. I think you deserve a little teasing yourself."Who ever was in the car wasn't getting out and Rob knew for a fact that she was being watched. Inside his own pants, his cock was painful, pushing against the fabric and against her tight ass. He thrust his hand down into her shorts and pulled on her small thatch of hair, occasionally brushing her clit. She groaned and bucked her hips faster, as if determined to go against his wishes."Someone is watching you, Enolah," he said softly into her ear. "Oh, God," she moaned, but didn't stop trying to fuck his fingers. He took his other hand out from between her legs and unbuttoned her shorts, then pulled down the zipper. With the pressure of the straining denim off her pussy, his hand fell away."Nooooo!" She cried. The shorts slipped down her hips of their own accord and he took that opportunity to press her pussy against the glass door. Carefully, he spread her lips so that her swollen clit came into contact with the door. Shamelessly, she rubbed herself on it, making animalistic noises. To Rob's pleasure, another car pulled into the lot."Good girl," he whispered in her ear as she ground her pussy into the glass. It was giving her no relief, which was what he liked the most. He played with the rim of her asshole, listening to her little cries of pleasure and pain. Her clit and her nipples were pressed firmly to the door and neither of the car's passengers were getting out. He toyed with her ass as he spoke."Don't move, baby. Stay right here and I'll be back."At that her eyes finally opened and she turned her head to the side. "You're leaving me?" she asked, her voice a wail. She turned around immediately. Angry, he pushed her ass up against the glass and spread her cheeks. He wasn't about to risk losing the spectators.Taking her hand, he led it down to his cock, still buttoned up behind his jeans. "You feel this?" He demanded. She nodded, caressing it. He noted how red and swollen her pussy was, how the wetness had given it such an erotic sheen. Her breasts were red and irritated. He took her hand away and roughly rubbed her tortured pussy with his denim-clad cock. "Then you know I'll be back. I just need to get something."She was dry-fucking his cock and couldn't have cared less at that point. "Turn back around, Enolah. Disobey me and I'll make this much worse for you."He had to turn her around himself, so lost was she in her arousal. Her sopping wet pussy slapped against the glass and he looked out at the parking lot once more to see if his audience was still there. He loved to have other people looking at his woman, so long as they didn't touch. He practically ran to the utility closet and grabbed what he was looking for. When he reentered the room, he wasn't exactly surprised to see Enolah sitting on the bed, away from the window, and on the brink of an orgasm, her fingers working furiously into her dark-red cunt."Why you little bitch," he snarled and grabbed her long black hair. He shoved her back into the glass and pressed his body against her back. He looked out into the parking lot, but couldn't tell if the cars were still occupied or not. He was furious, not knowing if anyone was watching her.He spread her legs, none too gently, with his knee and put her hands high above her head. Then he took the duct tape from the utility closet and taped all four limbs securely to the glass. She shrieked in frustration and he smiled grimly. Her hips rubbed against the glass, ass working in tight little circles. She couldn't move very much. He thought for a second, then decided to bind her waist as well. Taking four long strips of tape, he pressed her belly to the glass and secured it there. She screamed and squirmed, but to his satisfaction, she couldn't get lose. He opened her pussy lips again and pressed her clit to the glass. Her juices were smeared all over it and her thighs. It was then that he saw definite movement in the first car. "I want a promise from you," Rob said quietly, his index finger running up and down the crack of her ass. "What?" She practically sobbed, fucking the glass door as best she could. "Entertain my friends tonight. We'll go to dinner and then have them over for drinks later."Her whole body stiffened. He smiled, knowing there would be an objection to that. The majority of his friends were female and she refused to debase herself to women. Enolah was a wonderful slut with men, but with women she always took the reigns."I can't," she said softly. He pushed his finger into her tight little asshole and unleashed his throbbing cock."Then you can stay here all night and listen to me fuck Amelia on our bed." Amelia was the girl Enolah used most often. She was a pretty girl and a slave, which Enolah had encouraged him to fuck as a gift. The first time he'd actually taken her virginity. Later, when he told Enolah this, she'd only laughed. It seemed that she'd known all along. Amelia worshiped Enolah and he knew Enolah would feel as if she'd lost face, with her slave watching her this way.There was silence. Rob knew Enolah had too much pride to back down to either option and she was trying to think of a way out of it. But the arousal had deadened her mind. Regardless of what was going on in her head, her body demanded release. Rob smirked and opened a drawer to the right. Inside was Enolah's six inch pink vibrator. He promptly pushed it between her stomach and the glass. His finger was still moving in her ass and her clit was still grinding at the door. "I'm going to give you something to help you make up your mind." He left again, this time going to the kitchen. Enolah was whimpering when he returned. Gently, he spread her ass cheeks and unwrapped the stick of butter halfway. He smeared the cold butter on her cheeks and she squealed. Amused, he spread her cheeks further and began teasing her asshole with the stick of butter. She angled her hips back to try and catch it. The butter pressed into her hole for a brief second and then he was rubbing it around in slow circles again. The hot, melted butter began to drip down her thighs. As he fucked her ass with the butter, he rubbed his cock on her asshole, getting it lubricated. She moaned and licked the glass. He put his hand on his cock and pleasured himself as he worked her into a frenzy. When the melted butter was dripping on the floor, he took the stick away. She was slick and oily to the touch, her perfect ass glistening, her tight asshole primed for what he had planned. He removed the vibrator from her stomach."I'm going to lube this up with my own precum." She groaned in answer as he did just that. When it was thick with his juices, he slid it in.She gritted her teeth and pressed her pussy back to the glass. He'd just broken her ass in a few weeks ago. Until then it has been a cherry, which delighted him. Now she couldn't get enough and this exercise was bound to make her lose her pride. When it was buried in almost to the hilt, only a bit of pink and then the black controls showing, he turned it on it's lowest setting. That got her going again. To his amusement, she banged her hips against the glass and clenched her ass cheeks around the vibrator. "Please!" Came ripping from her mouth. He rubbed the tip of his cock in the small of her back and looked out into the parking lot. Car number three was just pulling up and the person in the first car had his face pressed to the windshield. He could picture the image she presented. Her tits were firmly crushed against the glass, as was her red and raw pussy. There were smears of saliva on the door by her mouth and even more smears of butter and her juices by her pussy. He wished his spectators could see what he was doing to her ass as well."Service my friends," Rob said. The guy in the first car finally stepped out, making no more effort to hide the fact that he was watching. He leaned against the hood of the car. "I can't!""Then I can't help you." With that he walked away and lay down on the bed, watching the people in the parking lot and the way her body moved while she tried in vain to come to an orgasm.A woman walked by with her dog and looked up briefly, and just as quickly looked away. The man and woman in the second car had gotten out as well. The man in the third car was a guy Rob knew enough to say "hi" to in the mornings. Rob worked his cock harder, wishing he could bury it in Enolah while these people watched. He thought of her flaunting her body in front of his friends, acting the whore for him. He was beginning to feel tortured himself."What's your answer?" He demanded. His cock was pressed against her ass and he could feel a minute vibration. "Don't make me," she gritted out. Her whole body was slick with sweat. Her arms strained against the duct tape and her stomach muscles were hard as a rock. He sighed."Very well, then." Regretting it, but unwilling to deny himself, he withdrew the vibrator from her ass and pushed into her hand, making her hold it. He ripped off the tape on her waist, leaving a bright red welt. She screamed, but he doubted she felt much pain. He rubbed himself furiously as he parted the slippery lips of her pussy. He could hear her begging and thanking him.He watched the spectators when he slid into her. The little group was bigger now and he was far more excited. The could see him entering her from behind, one of his arms around her waist. He pumped her cunt, so wet he nearly slipped out every time he pulled back. With his eyes on the people in the parking lot, the excitement of them watching, he came with only six or seven thrusts and then spurted his seed inside her and on the much-abused glass. She still hadn't come at all and he took almost as much pleasure in her wail of horror as he did in creaming her.He pulled out immediately and left her there. Her pelvis moved in wider circles on the glass, smearing it in large streaks. The people were still watching but he'd lost interest. He was now looking forward to that evening. In her condition, she'd mate with a dog if he told her to.Rob continues his erotic torture of Enolah in an even more public place.,He eventually pulled the tape off and closed the blinds. She'd begun to sag from sexual exhaustion. Her whole body was covered in sweat and her long black hair had worked its way loose of the casual twist she normally threw it into. It looked as though she'd lost the will to fight, but he knew her better than that. She was at a slow simmer even now, but it would take mere seconds to fan it into a full rolling boil. He kissed the back of her sweaty neck as she moaned and rolled her eyes skyward. "Ready to give in?" He whispered, picking her up."Death before dishonor," she said without thinking. He sighed, but expected no less."So be it." With that he carried her to the bathroom and laid her in the tub. Her eyes were closed again, her pussy still swollen and brimming with cum. He enjoyed looking at her like this. Grinning, he turned on the shower without warning.The cold water hit her in the belly and she squealed, sitting up to get a face full of water. He only pushed her back down firmly."Lie still or I'll snarl your hair." There were no more sounds uttered as he scrubbed her harshly, avoiding only her pussy and her ass as best he could. He let her wash her own hair, but he watched while she did it. The cold water and the irritation between her legs had gotten her up and moving, proving that she was no more defeated than she had been reading her book hours before.He watched her closely when she got out of the tub, but he didn't let her dry off, save for her hair. That she wrapped in a towel and he took her back into the bedroom to lie her down on the bed. He parted her legs and she immediately began to quiver. Her body was cool and wet to the touch and he rubbed his hands over her thighs and breathed in the smell of her sweet pussy. "Lie here," was all he said. He only hoped she wouldn't relieve herself in the seconds he was gone.It was no surprise to see her fingering herself again when he came back, but she was no where near orgasm, or at least not as close as she'd been the first time. Impatiently, he brushed her hands away and spread her thighs wider, slapping them once each. He tucked a small towel beneath her ass and put his fingers inside her briefly. She was still soaked, he was pleased to note, as much with her own juices as with his cum and the butter. Smiling, he lathered her pussy up and commenced with shaving.Obediently, she lay still beneath him as he bared her fully. With her pubic hair gone, the swollen irritation and her wetness was much more pronounced. It was all he could do to keep from burying his face in her beautiful pussy. He pushed his fingers inside once more and held them there while he wiped the shaving cream off with the towel. She moaned softly and began gently rocking back and forth. He allowed this while he spoke."We're going to dinner, Enolah," he said in a tone that left no room for argument. "I'm taking you to Sforza." She moaned a bit more. "When we get back I'm going to call some of my friends and if you're a very good girl, I'll let you have as many orgasms as you want. You do want that, don't you?" He purposely moved his fingers inside her. She moaned louder and squeezed her eyes shut. "I could keep you like this forever," he said calmly. "You'll never have my cock in you again." "Mmmmm," was all she said and he had the feeling she was smiling inside at the absurd threat. He made short work of getting her dressed. When she was finished her hair was in a classic French twist. She wore black thigh-high stockings, a black garter belt, black leather heels, and a little black shift that only came to mid-thigh. There was no bra for her full breasts and no panties for her aching pussy, which was just how he wanted it. The shift was loose enough that he could pull it up or down to expose any part of her. "What a beautiful girl," he murmured as she dabbed perfume behind her ears. His hand traveled up her thigh and to her pussy. She leaned against him and smiled. He didn't make use of her until they were caught in the thick of Saturday night traffic on Clematis Street, where the restaurant was located. It was bumper to bumper traffic, cars sandwiched on either side of his car. Casually, as they inched slowly along, he reached over and pulled one of her breasts from the top of her dress. Her back arched immediately and she moaned. Her hands reached down and pulled her dress up of their own accord. It was only a few inches before her bare pussy was exposed as well. He could only think it was a shame the other drivers couldn't see that as well.There was no question that the occupants of the cars on both sides of him were watching avidly. He didn't even need to look. One held a guy and his girlfriend and the other had a car full of young teenybopper girls. He rolled Enolah's nipple between his thumb and forefinger and caught the girlfriend's eye. Her mouth was hanging open and she was blushing furiously. She also seemed quite determined to keep her boyfriend from seeing Enolah's breast. Rob was amused. The boyfriend was looking anyway, over his girlfriend's shoulder. The car full of girls were merely squealing. They had their windows open and he could hear everything. Enolah lay there, completely unfazed by the attention.He looked down at her wet pussy and slid a finger in and then put it back to her nipple, getting it wet as well. She cried out and arched her hips again, just barely showing a bit of her bare ass. Rob was pleased, watching her expose herself. He gave her a treat, leaning over to kiss her pussy lips. The girlfriend saw and shot her companion a dirty look. Rob slipped his fingers into Enolah's pussy and then pushed them in her mouth. She suckled with her eyes closed, squeezing her thighs together. His cock throbbed insistently in his pants as traffic moved on.The two cars kept up on either side of him until he turned down Banyan to find a place to park. The parking garage was humid and Enolah groaned when he pulled her out of the car. There was a wet spot on the seat from her juices, but fortunately nothing on her dress. Unable to help himself, he pushed her up against the car door and pulled her shift all the way up over her breasts. She whimpered, probably trying to make him stop, but he only spread her legs and rubbed his cock against her ass. People walked by and watched them curiously, but they couldn't see anything. He was a bit disappointed.He had to take her hand to lead her to the restaurant. Her hard nipples showed clearly through the thin silk of her dress and the way she was walking spoke of the ache between her legs. He walked closely behind so no one was able to see his own need and noted the looks men gave her as they walked by. Keeping up a brisk pace, he lifted the bottom of her dress again, showing her round, firm ass. A whole group of men stopped dead in their tracks. "I want to fuck you," he whispered in her ear, forcing her to keep walking. She only nodded in answer, keeping her head high. He admired her pride. Sforza was packed, as usual. It was a huge, open room with dozens of tables in the middle and rounded booths against one wall. On the parallel wall was the bar and the whole front of the restaurant were open glass doors.They stood in line, crushed in the middle of people wanting a drink, a table, or just to talk with their friends. He rubbed his cock against her ass again, pulling her dress higher. He rubbed her clit as she moaned quietly. She was writhing against him, her ass cheeks spread to admit his clothed cock. Her shaved pussy was dripping. Then, suddenly, she stopped."There's someone watching us." She said, her whole body going still."I don't see anyone," he responded, annoyed. He dug his middle and index fingers into her pussy and felt her shudder."They're going to kick us out," she hissed. "That blonde waitress was staring right at us."Rob looked around, but couldn't see much of anything. "You're paranoid," was all he said, trying to resume dry-fucking her. Then he saw who she was talking about. A very blonde, very cute waitress had stopped dead in her tracks, a drink tray in her hand, staring at Enolah's bared lower body. Rob gave the girl a slow smile when she looked up. The waitress didn't blush and didn't move. She just returned his look with one of her own.It was guaranteed to be a long wait, more than two hours. He was picturing all the fun he could have with Enolah while they stood there. But to his amazement, he saw the blonde walk up and speak to the harried host and a booth cleared in moments. She came herself to seat them."My name is Sara. I'll be your server this evening." She looked directly at Enolah as she spoke, but Enolah only looked away. She sat them and slid into the booth next to Enolah."I assume she'd yours?" Sara asked of him. Rob only nodded, wondering where this was going. "I saw what you were doing.""We know," Enolah said waspishly. Rob nearly smacked her. It looked like she was going to ruin a perfect opportunity. But Sara didn't look offended. She only smiled, looking directly at Enolah's lap. "I want to see more," the waitress stated. Rob relaxed, satisfied that his beautiful woman was going to get more service than just refills on her Black Russians. He moved to push up Enolah's shift and came close to smacking her again when she slapped his hand away."I haven't agreed to serve any women." She made the last word sound like a curse. "You will.""She's nothing but a waitress."Rob looked at Sara, trying to judge her mood. The blonde's face was expressionless and then Rob noticed that her own skirt was pulled up and her little white panties had been pushed aside. He pushed up Enolah's dress, allowing no room for disobedience. Sara shuddered once and tentatively reached out to touch Enolah's shaved cunt."Beautiful," Sara sighed wistfully. Enolah tried to twist away from Sara's hand, but Rob held her still. The blonde's eyes twinkled as she looked up, her fingers only caressing the top of Enolah's vulva."Let me get you a bottle of wine. I think it might go perfectly with your evening."Rob grinned and Enolah moaned. The connotation was not lost on either of them. "Bring me a double of one-fifty-one in a flute, flambe if you please." Enolah gasped and actually started to struggle."You can't do that to me," she snarled. "I hate fire, Rob." She may have been furious, but there was no mistaking the panic in her eyes. "I can't allow you to hurt her," Sara said firmly and Rob knew at once what the situation really was. Enolah had an amazing effect on women, making them want to protect her. "I'm not going to hurt her," he sighed in exasperation. Enolah's eyes were wild, finally making contact with Sara. The girl caressed Enolah's vulva, smiling gently."Let me do it, then." It was a demand, not a request. Rob only nodded and Sara left. "Rob, please, I'll do whatever you ask. Just don't do this to me." Her black eyes were liquid and begging.A frown creased his brow. He hadn't wanted to frighten her into submission, but make her want it in her desperate arousal. He'd forgotten her fear of fire by half. He leaned over and kissed her gently. "Have I ever hurt you?"She shook her head reluctantly."And I won't now. You won't be burned, love. It won't even be hot. Just warm. I promise you." He kissed her again, but she was stiff. He wanted to call back the order, but more of him wanted to go through with it. To see the warm champaign flute fiery and pressing against her swollen clit was too much temptation to pass up. As an overture of trust, he unzipped his pants and took out his cock, putting her hand on it. She turned her face away and didn't move her hand. She may not be stroking it, but at least she wasn't crushing it. He wouldn't have put it past her.Sara arrived at the table with a bottle of chilled white wine and a flute of one-fifty-one. She set both on the table and looked at Rob's cock with a disapproving frown. Enolah removed her hand from it and stared at the rum in fear. Sara took out a long grill lighter from her apron and scooted back in the booth beside Enolah. Rob pulled up her dress past her belly button and tucked it behind her back. He and Sara pulled Enolah's thighs apart, amidst much coaxing."Does she like anal?" Sara asked him while she caressed Enolah's left thigh. He nodded and the waitress blew out their candle, which was short and tapered. "Perhaps she should be pleasured a bit before I do this."Enolah looked at him pleadingly, though for what he didn't know. His only answer was to lift up her ass and angle her onto his shoulder. Sara watched avidly, staring at Enolah's red-rimmed aperture. "Can I lick her?" She asked eagerly, pulling her waitress's skirt up again. Her white panties were soaked and he could see her dark pubic hair. Like Enolah, she lied through her hair coloring. "No." He stated firmly and nodded towards the cooling candle. Obviously disappointed, Sara took it out of the candle holder and put it in her mouth, getting the wax lubricated with her saliva. Rob's cock throbbed, seeing this lesbian giving head to it. He glanced around the restaurant and saw a few patrons glancing at them, but no one was paying avid attention - yet.Sara took the candle out of her mouth and pushed it slowly into Enolah's ass. Enolah let out a loud moan and they finally began catching some longer looks, although no one could see what was going on. In the meantime, Sara fucked Enolah slowly and deeply with the candle. Rob watched, guiding his right hand to his cock, while his left arm was curled firmly around Enolah's shoulders. She was shuddering again and moaning into his neck. He allowed this to go on for a few more moments, then took Sara's wrist. She pulled away from him immediately in a gesture that was nothing short of hostile. He smiled apologetically and finally noticed she had bright blue eyes. He decided those were probably fake as well. "I don't want her to cum," he said softly. Enolah groaned and wiggled her luscious ass, the candle sticking halfway out of her anus. Sara frowned deeply."But she needs it.""She doesn't need it," Rob returned. He wasn't about to argue with her, but he wasn't going to let Enolah have any relief, either. "Just push the candle all the way in and leave it. She's ready for the rum now."Sara didn't move. "Let me kiss her, then." Rob wanted to argue with that as well, but it was only wasting time."Fine," he said shortly. He hoped his friends weren't going to be this pushy with him. Sara leaned down over Enolah's rounded ass and pushed the candle most of the way in. Then she kissed both cheeks lovingly and sucked on the end of the candle. Finally, she pushed it all the way in with her tongue and kissed Enolah's suffering anus. He could hear Enolah's little cries of delight and saw that the table directly across from them was sneaking frequent looks. Sara was still French kissing Enolah's ass when he nearly had to shove her away to put a stop to it.Carefully, he set Enolah back down on the seat. She cried out as the candle pushed in further and her thighs spread of their own accord."Now," he said and Sara lit the flute. A bright blue flame appeared low in the glass. All three of them watched it, as well as the table across from them. Rob was delighted. Sara felt the glass, deciding it was warm enough. "Hold still," she warned Enolah. His black-haired vixen only nodded and then the glass was pressed against her sopping-wet pussy. The alcohol and the blue flame were just below her clit. Sarah turned the glass slowly on Enolah's clit, getting it wet and sticky. Enolah moaned and grabbed his hand, holding it tightly. His eyes were fixed on the rotating champaign flute. Enolah's back arched and she rubbed her pussy on the glass. Sara's eyes were glazed, her mouth slightly open. She worked the flute against Enolah's pussy, turning it in circles and rubbing it up and down. The alcohol was burning quickly and the flame was turning yellow. Enolah writhed against in, a few tables were watching with rapt attention. Then, with abrupt suddenness, Sara blew out the flame and put the glass on the table. It was nearly opaque with Enolah's dripping pussy. When Rob's mind cleared a bit, he could hear voices from the tables nearby. They were talking about it."She's hot," Sara said, returning his mind to the condition of his woman. "I think I let it go too long."Enolah was sitting back, her thighs spread wide, her pussy red and throbbing, obvious even in the dim lighting. Her neck was sweaty and her eyes were closed. Rob kissed her. Blindly, he reached around on the table until he found the glass of water. Sara dutifully took out a small sliver of ice and placed it on Enolah's burning clit. Rob ordered dinner for them both, though he doubted Enolah would eat much. Her mind was clearly elsewhere and she was slow to answer his questions. Her dress was still pulled up and he was enjoying the view, as well as Sara's lustful glances. He drank the whole bottle of wine himself, looking forward to using it as well. Occasionally, Enolah would drink some from his glass, but mostly she just sat and smoked her cigarettes. The occupants of all the tables near them were murmuring in low voices. Rob caught a few words here and there - just enough for him to know they were still talking about Enolah.Dinner came and went and Sara was finally weeded with the late-night diners. Rob seized the opportunity to use the wine bottle, which had been buried neck first in a basin if ice. Throughout the whole meal Enolah had been bared from the waist up. She winced every time she crossed her legs and he had no doubt their dumb waitress had burned her. "Open your legs, baby."Stubbornly, she shook her head. He withdrew the bottle and showed it to her. "It will help, I promise." She stared at the bottle, eyes wide. He smiled, knowing she'd wanted something like this for a long time. "Open your legs," he repeated. He pressed his palm down on her vulva and her thighs spread once more. "Good girl." He played with her, feeling the heat and moisture emanating from her. He glanced around the room once more and then put the cold bottle under the table. He put the tip of the neck against her pussy and she jerked upright. He had to force her down, one hand gripping her breast. She began whimpering, but her legs opened wider. He pressed the bottle into her, feeling the violent trembling running through her. When the whole neck was in, he pressed her thighs together for her and took out his cock again."Stroke it, cock tease," he whispered. Mindlessly, she gripped his cock and stroked it firmly. He held the bottle again and began fucking her with it. Every time he pushed it in she moaned, a sound that was tinged with pain. It was a few moments before he realized the candle was still in her ass and undoubtedly pressing into something tender inside her. He pushed in the bottle harder and she stroked him faster, gritting her teeth. "I want your mouth on me," he growled in her ear. She nodded like a puppet and he shoved the wine bottle into her tight pussy as far as he could. She leaned over as soon as he took his hand away and dutifully began sucking on him. He saw the end of the candle peeking out of her ass and leaned over to withdraw it, but then thought better of it. With the bottle in her pussy, the candle in her ass, and his cock in her mouth, she was wonderfully stuffed in all holes. He loved it. He fucked her ass with the candle almost violently. Her reaction was to suck harder. He could feel her hot saliva and his own precum running down his cock. Everyone within view was watching, but he was oblivious, close to orgasm. She sucked and licked him with a passion, eating him alive.He fucked her ass harder, reaming her with the candle. Her moans were loud, even with his cock to stifle it. Unable to stop, he came in her mouth, great gobs of it going down her throat and some of it leaking out from between her lips. He withdrew the candle as his own shudders slowed. There was a small suctioning sound and he threw it down on the floor. Small sobbing sounds came from her mouth. Her face was still in his lap. It was then that he noticed Sara standing in front of the table, a scowl on her face."She didn't come, did she?" Her voice was overly loud.Rob stroked Enolah's hair as she slowly licked him off. "That's really none of your fucking business, now is it?" "She should leave you." Sara stated. Her fury was evident and rather surprising, considering the hand she'd had in Enolah's abuse. "We'll take the check now."Sara's face crumbled and she slid in next to Enolah again and pulled her upright. The French twist had come loose and her glorious black hair hung all the way down to the seat. Then Sara noticed the bottle still buried in Enolah's pussy. Without asking permission, she took it out. There was another suction sound and Enolah leaned back. Tenderly, Sara pulled her dress back down. The silk was wrinkled and wet with sweat now."Come home with me," their waitress said in a husky voice. Enolah's eyes cleared almost instantly. "You? But you're a woman." Enolah's voice was a sneer. Sara recoiled as if she'd been slapped. "Your meal is on the house." Her tone was full of hurt. "Just don't come back. I don't ever want to see you two again." With as much pride as a waitress could muster, she stood and walked away. Enolah's cruel laughter rang out in the din.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 18 |
senses.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/17/senses.txt | |
familiarfaces.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/64/familiarfaces.txt | "Hi Craig!" she said as we passed in the hallway. "Remember me?" It isn't that I didn't recognize her, it's just that I didn't expect to ever run into her again. Hilary had graduated from the university some four or five years earlier, and it is pretty unusual for former students to return to visit beyond a year or two after graduation. "Well hello Hilary, what are you doing here?" I replied, a little surprised at her welcoming approach, since I didn't remember her being overly friendly with me, especially since I was merely on the staff at this university, and not one of the faculty.Hilary explained that she had been invited back to give a guest lecture to the current students on the life of a working actress on the road with bus and truck musicals. These are revivals of old standard musicals, usual a performing vehicle for some fading variety star of twenty years ago, like Robert Goulet or Debbie Reynolds. They go from city to city playing anywhere from one day to a couple of weeks. It can mean being on the road for months at a time. The name comes from the fact that the scenery travels in a truck, and the performers in a bus. The hours are long and the work grueling, and the hotel rooms are all the same. However, the pay can be excellent, and competition for the roles is tough. If you can last it out on the road for any length of time, you are good, and you are tough.And Hilary was tough. When she was a theatre student, she was not one your stars-in-the-eyes innocent acting students. Quite the contrary, as the daughter of professional performers, she knew what it took to succeed, and because of that she worked hard at her craft. After four years of intense study, she had developed into a talented singer, actress and dancer. Her biggest drawback as a performer was that she was small. Petite is perhaps a better word. Standing barely five feet tall, Hilary was not the standard show girl type. All the more need for talent and sheer will to get ahead in the business.Her small stature was never a drawback in my book. Being on the short side of average height myself, I always had a preference for small women. And Hilary fit my ideal almost to a 'T'. At five foot, she may have weighted ninety five pounds or so, but her small body was exquisitely shaped and well packed to boot, her shape reminded me of Jennifer Grey in Dirty Dancing. When she was still a student I can remember watching her rehearse, and being fascinated with her small taut round thighs and her pert tits, that jiggled so nicely when she danced. My pulse would quicken rise whenever she was dancing on stage and an actor would lift her so that her costume would rise to reveal her high round butt encased in Lycia and lace. She was the kind of vision that would occupy both my sleeping and waking dreams. I spent much of my time back stage watching her great little ass.During her student years, I kept my hands (and thoughts) to myself. Although I was a staff member and not faculty, it still isn't a good idea to 'mess around' with the students. There is always the danger of getting tangled in a sexual harassment suit or something similar that could be detrimental to both ones career and paycheck.None the less Hilary had been an outgoing student and there were many occasions that we chatted about this and that or found ourselves in a group at a restaurant or party. The division between student, faculty and staff being somewhat less formal in theatre departments than in other academic fields. In addition, my job as production manager put me in contact with the students on various levels. There was more than once in those encounters that she stood very close to me or accidently rubbed up against me, but at the time I thought nothing of it, but just enjoyed it, and let it pass. In retrospect, maybe I should have paid more attention.We stood and chatted in the hallway for ten or fifteen minutes, she telling me about her experiences on the road since she had left school. I told her of the past plays that we had done over the years.Suddenly, she looked at me and said, "Show me the theatre. I've got at least two hours before I speak to the class, and I'd like to have another look at it after all these years." I thought that this was a little strange, considering that she had spent the better part of the last few years in one theatre or another, but, enjoying her company and not being one to disappoint a visiting alumni I grabbed my keys and headed off to the theatre. The theatre is the large modern auditorium that is used for the big musicals that are done every year. It seats about 1600 and has a large stage and a regular rabbit warren of dressing rooms. The theatre was empty as we walked in on stage, there wasn't a show scheduled to move in until later in the week. The cavernous theatre was totally dark, except for a single light bulb on a stand in the center of the stage, and the red glow of the exit signs one hundred feet distant from the stage. "You know, Craig, either you are really dense, or I am a total failure at telegraphing my feelings. When I was a student here I was hot for your ass, and I did just about everything I could to get you to pay attention to me. Nothing seemed to work. This time I'm not going to be so subtle."With that comment, she turned, reached up, and kissed me hard on the mouth, almost ramming her tongue down my throat. In the same motion she reached down and cupped my cock and balls with her right hand.I was surprised, but not so much as to not respond to her advances. I returned her kiss with an equal passion, and in response began to caress her ass. I could feel through her skirt that she was wearing stockings and a garter belt, but there was no evidence of panties. "I always wanted you as well," I said breaking from the kiss. "But you know how it is these days, students and staff and all that kind of stuff.""Shut-up and pay attention to me!" was the reply, as she rubbed my now growing cock a little harder, and continued with the deep kisses.I slid my hand down below the hem of her skirt and ran them up her thighs beyond the stocking tops. Her flesh was smooth and cool to my touch and that butt that I had watched so closely in rehearsals quivered as I ran my hands over it. I gently kneaded her ass cheeks, and as I did so I realized that she was wearing a g-string made of some silky fabric, that had a thin ribbon that ran up the crack of her ass. She shook her butt, rubbed her thighs together and moaned in my ear as I tugged lightly on the g-string ribbon.Her hand began to fumble with the zipper of my pants. Within a few seconds she had released my cock from my pants and began stroking the now raging hard on. I moved my attention to her small but firm round breasts. I could feel her nipples harden beneath the fabric of her bra and blouse. My hand had found its way inside her blouse and I rolled her nipples between my fingers Her stroking of my cock continued, occasionally she would squeeze the head, rolling her hand around as she did so. I was in ecstasy, and Hilary was enjoying herself as well.After a few minutes of this, I looked around; here we were standing in the middle of the darkened stage illuminated only by the single light that stood about four feet away from us, and me with my prick hanging out. If anyone were to walk into the theatre now, there would be no mistaking what was going on, and that would be the end, job, career, the works.Just as I was about to suggest that we find somewhere else to do this, she slid down onto her knees, saying, "I always wanted you, and I always wanted to do this on stage." With that comment, she gave the head of my cock a big wet lick and proceeded to suck it with great abandon."Hilary! I want you too, but we can't do this here." I protested but her expert ministrations were clouding my judgment. Despite my protests, I made no attempt to make her stop. In fact I began to stroke her blond hair and slowly pump my hips to match the rhythm of her expert mouth and tongue played as they played upon my dick. It felt so good that my knees were on the verge of buckling, and my mind was going blank.Suddenly she stopped sucking, "You're right, we can't do this here", she said, "there's no audience, and besides, we need a little furniture. I've got an idea. Stuff that back in your pants."Not sure what she had in mind, I managed to jam my swollen and sensitive dick back in place and zip my pants. Hilary readjusted her clothes only slightly."Follow me," she grabbed my hand and we headed to the back of the auditorium and out into the lobby. Perhaps the most striking feature of theatre is the lobby, which is a large airy space approximately 140 feet long and 40 feet tall. The outer wall is made entirely of glass that has a mirror finish on the outside so that people in the theatre can see out, but those on the outside cannot see in. The lobby fronts a small park like area that is crossed by foot paths and is a favorite place for students to sun bathe. It was a beautiful spring afternoon and there were perhaps forty or fifty people lying about the lawn. "Here!" she said, pointing to a polished wooden bench along the outside wall of the lobby of the theatre. The bench that Hilary pointed out was about one foot from the glass and maybe three feet from a group of six or eight people lying in the sun. With a dramatic flair she stepped onto the bench, and lifted her skirt. Shaking her ass at the one-way mirror and the people beyond it, "I want to have you right here," she growled. With one hand she grabbed the top of her red g-string and gave it a tug upwards which buried the point of it in the lips of her pussy, tufts of blond hair curling around its edges, I could see that it was already saturated from her pussy juices.Taking the initiative I walked up to her and unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her blouse, revealing her lace encased tits to the daylight. With my face now at tit height, I popped the center clasp on her bra and laid my tongue on her pink nipples. It only took a moment of licking and nibbling them before they were erect and turning crimson from the attention. Hilary was still holding her skirt up around her waist the entire time that I was paying attention to her tits, she seemed transfixed, lost in herself. I shifted my attention to he crotch. Gripping the backs of her thighs I began to lightly chew the fabric of the G-string, she spread her legs slightly and pushed he pelvis forward to better accommodate my actions. I found the head of her clit through the fabric and nibbled. I pulled the fabric aside and began licking and sucking her clit directly. Her pussy was saturated before I started, it tasted musty but sweet. Several times her knees nearly buckled as I worked her pussy."Let me sit down, before I fall down." And with that she sat on the end of the bench with her crotch right at the edge. I sat on the floor between her legs, and dived into her pussy again. This time I came up with a mouthful of her G-string, which I pulled away from her pussy with my teeth. I worked the damp piece of fabric down her legs and completely off entirely with my mouth, revealing a blond encased pussy lips with a rather pink and protruding clit. I returned my attentions to that clit, licking, nibbling and sucking, occasionally darting my tongue into her cunt. Hilary's squirming and bucking increased in frequency and intensity. She grabbed my hair as if to hold on, leaving her skirt draped over my head. Finally, she simply laid back on the bench, too distracted to sit up any longer. This gave me even better access to her pussy, I positioned her legs over my shoulders and I began to probe the depths of it with my fingers while I continued to lick and nibble her clit.After a few minutes of such attention to her pussy, her hip bucking changed tempo, her thighs clamped hard around my head and she forced her cunt down hard on my fingers. She let out a long cry, and held that position for what must have been thirty seconds. Slowly she began to relax, her pussy and thighs twitching slightly as she did so. I knew that I had brought her to orgasm. During all of this my cock had been pressing hard against my fly, straining to escape the confines of my pants. I reached down and undid my belt and fly, finally releasing my cock. It sprung forth ready, the head almost purple from the internal pressure. I slid Hilary toward the end of the bench, and lifting her legs in the air, I plunged my cock into her pussy.Her pussy was like heaven, hot, wet, and tight. I had fantasized about her years before, but I never though that I would actually have an opportunity to actually fill her hot hole, especially under these circumstances. With her legs in the air I was able to bury my cock to the hilt with every stroke. Hilary almost howled each time the head banged into her cervix. I was hot and desperate and the pace of my fucking was relentless. She kept sliding back on the bench from the force of the strokes, finally she gripped the end of the bench to hold herself in place. We continued at that pace for what seemed to be several minutes. She was responding to my thrusts with equal intensity I could feel the cum rising in my dick, but I wasn't ready to pop my load yet. "My ass, in my ass!" she panted loudly. I looked around, still unsure that we wouldn't be seen through the mirror glass windows. I guess I was surprised to hear that from her, but on the other hand, I always remember her as being precocious. I didn't want to leave the confines of her pussy, but I slowly withdrew from her cunt. Hilary stood for a moment, I removed my jacket and laid it on the floor so that she would have something to kneel on. With that she knelt facing the end of the bench, and leaned over so that her torso and tits were laying on the bench. She shifted her ass in to the air a little higher. Her face was pressed into the bench and she gripped the sides tightly. Spreading her ass-cheeks, her asshole was staring at me like a little pink button, surrounded by a few wisps of light blond hair. She was a small woman to begin with, and I wasn't sure that that tight little sphincter could accommodate my regulation size dick, but, If she wanted it, I was game. Since the lobby of a theatre isn't the place you'll find a tube of K-Y, I reached under her and wet my hand with some of her pussy juices and rubbed it around on her asshole as lubrication. With my index finger I massaged around the rim and gently pushed it into the opening. She moaned a bit and raised her ass to meet my finger. I worked it in and out for a moment and then added another finger. She took the second one as eagerly as she did the first. I added a third. She clamped her sphincter tightly around all three. I rotated my fingers around and pumped them in and out, her ass raised to meet the movement of my hand, and Hilary groaned loudly with every stroke.Thinking that such an accepting asshole would be a better place for my cock, I withdrew my fingers and readied my dick for penetration. I again dipped into her sopping pussy for more lubrication, this time swabbing my dick head as well as her asshole. She moaned as I placed the head of my cock against her asshole and pushed gently. It didn't give at first in spite of the earlier occupation of my fingers, so I pushed a little harder, and slowly her sphincter opened and I watched as the little pink began to accept the tip of my throbbing dick. All at once it gave and she gasped loudly with satisfaction as her asshole accepted the head of my cock. She tightly gripped the edge of the bench as I slowly slid the rest of my length into her now relaxed ass. It is hard to describe the sensation of her delectably tight asshole. Different from her pussy, it was hot and dry, her ass muscles griped my cock tightly as if someone had their hand wrapped firmly around my dick. Slowly at first, I began to stroke in and out, she tightened her ass muscles with each out stroke, relaxing them for the thrust in. I noticed how the few blond hairs that surrounded her asshole would stick to my dick in the out stroke, and slide into her ass along with my dick on the in-stroke. She was still on the high from her previous orgasm, and she began to shudder, squirm and moan rapidly as the pace of my strokes into her ass increased. I was having a little trouble getting a good position behind her, with my pants down around my knees, and my shoes slipping on the tile floor. Oblivious to the students sunbathing just five feet from us on the other side of the window, Hilary began to cry out loudly with each stroke as I banged in to her butt, at times muttering, "Yes, yes, do me fuck my ass!" It didn't take long before the incredible sensation of her heavenly asshole began to take it's toll. I was visibly shaking from the effort to keep from coming. She sensed that I was about to come, and as I began to spurt, she cried, "Pull out, I want to feel your cum on my ass!"I did as she instructed. The first two spurts were shot inside her rectum but the last few shots hit her ass hole and dripped down on her cunt. cumming more jism than I can ever remember, I was almost howling with pleasure as I shot my load into and on her. I shook and groaned with utter satisfaction completely oblivious to the people on the other side of the window. Hilary collapsed on to the bench flat on her stomach, with her ass still pointing into the air. I fell on top of her in exhaustion and lay there for a moment. "That was terrific," I whispered into her ear. Then it dawned on me what we had just done. Fucking in the lobby of a public building. As I began to get up I glanced over to the window. There were ten or twelve people standing at the window, with either their ears cupped to the glass, or shielding their eyes trying to see through the mirror surface. I could see from their movements the we had been making enough noise that they had heard us through the glass and were trying to listen to the activities. Hilary began to gain her composure, I slid back and licked my own cum off of her pulsing pussy and tongued her ass once for quick measure. We quickly stood and began to reassemble ourselves. A little embarrassed at the passion of the moment, we both sheepishly glanced at each other and smiled. We quickly dressed, as the commotion outside the window subsided. There weren't many words to say after that performance on both of our parts. As we headed towards the door of the theatre, Hilary turned to me and said, "I'm staying with Kay Jenson while I'm here, give me a call after you're done with work and maybe we can find some time to continue where we left off."Kay was the dance instructor for the acting students and a very attractive woman... this could be interesting, I thought to myself. I would definitely make that call. And with that thought we walk out of the theatre and into the daylight.END |
slaves.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/slaves.txt | I had not expected to ever be doing police work again. I had been medically retired from a big city police force after being shot for the third time in twelve years. I had spent a long time in the hospital after the third time and had required a lot of rehab. As far as I could tell I was totally recovered. In fact, I was in better shape than I had ever been in before. Those people in rehab worked by butt off! The medical people had a different opinion though. So at the ripe old age of thirty-six I was retired on a full pension. I had been divorced for almost ten years now. Luckily my ex had already had someone else lined up when she divorced me so there had been no alimony. I had lived frugally in a small apartment and buried myself in my work. That hadn't been a problem for me. I love police work. So now I had a lot of money saved up and no job. I didn't know what the hell to do with myself. I considered becoming a private investigator. I had never thought much of them when I was on the job though, and really couldn't see myself becoming one of them. There wasn't much reason to stick around in the city, so I took a trip back to my little home town and ended up buying a real nice little log home on almost five acres sitting on the small lake there. It wasn't anything fancy. It was modern and plenty big enough for me though. The think that sold me on the house was the huge back deck overlooking the water. It turned out that I didn't have as hard a time adjusting to a more bucolic lifestyle as I thought I might. I had some relatives and a few old school friends in the area. I didn't hunt or fish, but I enjoyed photography and I was finally getting caught up on my reading.It may be that I would have gotten bored after a while. Fortunately, before that could happen I got a visit from the Mayor and a couple members of the town council. This took place about a year ago. The town sheriff had just died of a heart attack and because of my experience they asked me to fill in until his term expired and then, if everyone was satisfied, run for the office the in the next election. The job was more administrative than anything else. There was a small force of twelve officers and no real crime to speak of. There had never been a murder or a rape in this town. Not as far as anyone knew. The only bars in town were the VFW and a small family type of place on the edge of town where entire families would go and play pool and shuffleboard and get a not very good pizza and a few drinks. Around here, if a cop pulled you over for drinking and driving they were apt to just drive you home and give you a stern lecture. There was the occasional case of vandalism. The kids around here were just as aggravating as kids everywhere else. Well, maybe not quite, but sometimes kids do dumb things. You just have to hope they outgrow it.I didn't need the money but I thought it would be fun to give the job a shot. I agreed to take it and there was a big write-up in the county's weekly paper about me. Since I was a local boy I didn't have a problem getting accepted by the people and I enjoyed the job right from the start. I made a few minor changes in the way things were done. The old sheriff had been pretty lax. I arranged to get a little more training for the young deputies on the force. Other than that my job was more about scheduling than anything else. I often patrolled the town in a police car. In the eight months since I took the job though, I had never made an arrest. Now that I think about it, in that entire time there were only two traffic tickets written by the entire force. Those were for tourists passing through of course.I would have been perfectly happy if things had stayed just like that for the foreseeable future. My life was pretty damned pleasant. I missed being in love sometimes. It would have been nice if I had someone to go home to at night. And just like any other male my age I got horny. There wasn't much of a dating pool in town though. Any decent women my age were pretty much already married or seeing someone. So a love life would have been nice. Other than that though, I was pretty happy with the way things were going in my life. I had been living alone for a long time now and I guess I was getting used to it.I started getting curious one day when my requests for training for my officers kept getting turned down because of lack of funds. I had a couple of talks with the town council and the town's treasurer and the more I talked to people the more questions I had. The treasurer even showed me the town's books and patiently explained why money was so tight right now. It made pretty good sense, I suppose. I probably would have just let it go. After all, my people didn't really need that training to work around here. Some of them wanted to make a real career out of police work though and they were being short changed, so it kind of bothered me.I was sitting out on my back porch one evening drinking a beer and staring at the water and looking around at the expensive homes that people had begun to build on large lots around the lake and the more I thought about it the more it just didn't add up. I called an old friend back in San Francisco and told him what I was thinking. Bud was a retired forensic accountant. He wasn't as boring as you might believe. We had met when the department I had worked for called him in on some drug cases and I never would have thought I would be friends with an accountant, but this guy had a strange sense of humor and the two of us really hit it off. We stayed in touch after we retired and I kept trying to get him to come out and spend a week and relax. Unfortunately, he was not from a small town and getting him out of the city was nearly impossible. When I told him what I suspected he said that it would be easy enough to prove and a couple of days later he drove out for a visit. One night we made an after-hours visit to the Treasurer's Office and he went over the books for me. He kept chuckling to himself and writing things down in a notebook and shaking his head. Finally he put the books up and asked me where the Town Clerk's office was. I took him down the hall and we went in. He looked at some more books and wrote some more things down in his notebook. We spent about three hours there all together. I was bored to death but he seemed to be amused.We finally finished up and I drove us back to my place. On the way he started telling me what he had discovered. He confirmed my suspicions. He said that the Treasurer and the Town Clerk, who coincidentally happen to be married to each other, had been ripping the town off for at least three years. To go any further back he would have to check out the records in the basement. In his opinion they were rank amateurs and it was a miracle that no one had caught on before now. Still, he had enjoyed the opportunity to practice his trade again and for him this had been an enjoyable evening.We sat out on my back porch and he went over his notes and estimated that in the last three years they had managed to steal approximately a hundred and eighty thousand dollars from the town. That would have been a lot of money from a large city's budget. It was a hell of a lot of money from a small town like Lakeview! Bud asked me how long the Treasurer and the Town Clerk had been working there and I wasn't sure, but I thought that it was about two, maybe three years longer than we had gone back in the records this evening.He explained that the theft had been ongoing, but he couldn't say for how long without looking at the earlier books. He noted that they had started to become a little bolder, or greedier, whichever. In the last year and a half the amounts that they had been siphoning off had been increasing slowly but steadily.The next day he wrote out a report for me, the kind of report that he might have prepared back when he was still on the force. I felt kind of guilty about him spending most of the day on my computer working on it, but he insisted that he was having a ball. You could see it on his face. He was really having fun. I have some pretty strange friends.That evening, after I went over the report and attempted to digest it, it occurred to me that it would be best if I arrested them while Bud was around so that he could answer any questions that came up and make short work of any more of those obfuscations that the Treasurer had been so good at when I went to his office. The Treasurer wasn't from around here originally. He had moved here to take the job some years back. He was a fairly young guy and had only had a couple of years experience after college. He was popular though and the people around town thought highly of him. He had met and married the town clerk not long after he moved here. The clerk, Jessica, was a townie, but I didn't know her. I hadn't met her until I came back and took the sheriff job. You couldn't help but notice her though. She was a real hottie. In fact, I guess you could say that she was beautiful. The trouble was she knew it and she had a tendency to treat people like shit if she didn't feel like they were worth her time. She is the kind of girl that gives beautiful people a bad reputation.The Treasurer, her husband Dylan, was also one of the beautiful people. He was a little more personable though. At least he had always seemed pretty nice to me. That may have been because he was stealing the town blind and I was the sheriff.I had planned on going to their respective offices in the morning with a couple of deputies and arresting them but Bud suggested that it would be better to do it off premises. That way there would be less drama and things usually went smoother that way. I saw his point and decided that I might as well get it over with. I wasn't really looking forward to it. I didn't care much for Jessica but I had kind of liked Dylan. I probably should have gotten a warrant first. I would have if we were back in the city. Things were a little more informal out here though. I got my badge and my pistol belt and after thinking about it for a moment I decided that I didn't need to call in any of the deputies. I expected this to be pretty cut and dried. This was not Bonnie and Clyde I was going after.I took Bud with me and we drove out to the expensive new home that Dylan and Jessica had just had built on the other side of the lake. I rang the bell and Dylan answered the door. He was surprised to see me but he invited me in. I introduced Bud to them and told them why we were here. I read them their Miranda rights and told them that they were under arrest.It was a good thing that I had brought Bud. Dylan started to try to snow me right off the bat. Bud was amused and listened to him for a minute or two and then he laid it all out. Dylan and Jessica knew that it was all over and they caved. They were both crying and begging and it was pretty uncomfortable since I knew them. I told them that we had not yet gone through the records that had been moved to the basement. I asked them how long it had been going on and if they knew how much had been taken all together. Dylan went to his desk and brought back a ledger and handed it to Bud. He said that he had kept a record of everything. They had originally planned to pay it all back. It had just been a few extra dollars now and then in the beginning. It had been so easy though, too easy. Eventually that extra money had become a large part of their income. Bud looked through the ledger and estimated that the total was nearly three hundred thousand over a period of almost six years. It was unbelievable to me that they could have siphoned off that much money from a small town like Lakeview. I guess when you live in a place where there is no crime it's easier. It probably helps if you are good looking, young and personable.I told them that they would have to come with me and Jessica started getting hysterical. Dylan tried to calm her down but he was nearly as upset has she.Jessica started slapping and hitting Dylan and swearing and crying loudly and really making a scene. I was glad that I had taken Bud's advice and not done this at the Town Hall.I stood up and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. I hadn't intended to use them, despite the policy. I could see that it was going to be necessary though. As soon as Jessica saw them she got really freaked. She dropped to her knees and begged. She promised that she would do anything to keep from going to jail. I have to admit, some of the things that she was offering were pretty tempting too! I believe I mentioned something earlier about how horny it could get around this town if you weren't married.Dylan started begging too, offering anything, up to and including paying back all of the money that had been taken. I don't know if I was actually considering it. I paused though when he offered to pay the town back. But what really got my attention was when Jessica ripped her blouse open and promised to make me a very happy man if I didn't take them to jail.I should probably pause here to explain to you something about the kind of people that are often drawn to the profession of law enforcement. I won't say that it is the primary appeal. Many of us were attracted by the excitement of hunting down and arresting the bad guys and the opportunity to protect and serve was also a factor. It cannot be denied, however, that many people who are drawn to that profession are attracted by the power they get when they walk around with that badge and that gun. It may not be why they signed on, and they would never admit it, I mean we would never admit it, but there is no denying that many of us enjoy that power that we have over people.I don't want you to take that the wrong way. I have never abused it. The vast majority of cops never abuse that power. I have always thought that I was an honest and principled man. Yet suddenly I was presented with a golden opportunity. A beautiful young woman had just ripped her blouse open and offered me anything if I didn't arrest her. In addition, her husband, her co-conspirator, had offered to return the money that had been stolen.I can't deny that as I was looking down at those pretty tits I was tempted. It would have ended there though, if Bud hadn't looked around at me and smiled and said, "I don't know Dave, how can you say no to that?"I looked at him, startled. I was quiet for a second and then I asked, "Are you serious?"Dylan and Jessica had gone silent. They were waiting to see what we decided. They probably hadn't expected us to even consider their offer, or should I say offers. Suddenly there was hope in their eyes.I turned back to Dylan and pointed to the ledger and asked, "Do you have this money?"He got a somewhat more desperate look in his eyes and he said quickly, "No, but we will. We'll get it. We can sell things and we can save our money. Please, I can't go to prison. I'll do anything.I left them where they were and went into the kitchen and got a couple of beers out of the refrigerator. I walked back into the room, gave Bud a beer and looked at the three of them and thought about it.Jessica still had her tits hanging out and they looked very good. She was beautiful and probably not more than twenty-five or twenty-six. I would get a kick out of rubbing her snotty nose in the mess she had made for a while. If you stopped to think about it, this was the best route to go. This way, not only would the Nelsons be punished, but the town would be reimbursed. I'm sure the town would much rather be reimbursed than spend a bunch more money to send these two kids to prison for what would probably be a very short time. It is unlikely that two young, attractive people like this would do hard time for a white collar crime. I would be doing the town a favor!I finally said, "I want you two to sit at the table and write out detailed statements. I want the whole story, every detail. When you are finished you will both belong to me. So you better think about it long and hard before you decide to take that route. Once you write out those statements and give them to me, I will own you. I am going to warn you, I am the kind of person that will enjoy that. I will use you and take great pleasure in it."I looked at their faces and saw the struggle taking place. I said, "I am not going to force you to do this. You have to do this of your own free will. I want you both to get a pen and some paper and take a seat in separate rooms and take your time and write out your statements. Don't leave anything out. I'm going to compare them."Jessica got to her feet and started to try to close her blouse and I stopped her. "No Jessica. Take it off. I like your tits out."She didn't even look up. She took a deep breath and slid her blouse off and dropped it on a chair. Dylan went over to the desk and brought back two pads and pens and handed one to Jessica. They looked at each other for a moment, a look of shame and fear, and then they separated and started writing.Bud and I sat down in the living room where we could watch both of them. To be honest though, Jessica was getting most of our attention. We were quiet for a minute. I had gotten us both another beer and we just sat and sipped. He continued to stare at Jessica's tits and after a while he asked, "What do you have in mind?"I said, "I haven't thought it all through yet. I was thinking that this house is probably worth a large part of what they owe. They could live in that room over my garage. Once the house and furniture were sold we could see how much of the debt remained."I was staring at Jessica's tits too. They were hard to ignore. I was steady thinking though. I asked Bud, "How hard will it be to put that money back into the town's coffers without attracting attention?"He chuckled and said, "A hell of a lot easier than it was getting out. I can help you with that. Judging by the simple bookkeeping system that your little town uses it should be pretty easy. Just call me when you have the money and I'll come back and take care of it."We were quiet again. Sitting there staring at Jessica's tits. I asked, "Why don't you stick around for a while? I can't offer you that fresh sour dough bread like you get in San Francisco, but it's quiet here and you can't get a better steak anywhere else than you can get off of my grill. And I can tell by that look on your face that you are lusting in your heart for young Jessica.""You can spend a few weeks helping me straighten this mess out and playing with our cute little thieves. I could probably use your analytical mind, at least until the money has been repaid. You know I'll never figure that damned bookkeeping out."Bud sipped his beer and thought about it for a few minutes. He finally said, "It is a little too quiet around here for my tastes. Still, you do need my help. I guess the longer I stay here the more I'll appreciate home. What the hell, it could be fun for a while."We sat there in that quiet house for more than an hour while Dylan and Jessica wrote out their statements. When they finally finished I looked at them, compared them and clarified a few points. I gave them to Bud to look over to see if he had any questions about the bookkeeping aspects and when he was satisfied I told the Nelsons to pack their clothes and personal belongings. They had until tomorrow to move into the room over my garage. Jessica started crying again and I said, "What the fuck is wrong with you? Did you think your life was just going to go on as usual? This house and your belonging are going to be sold and the money is going against your debt. You had best keep in mind that until your debt is paid to this town you two belong to me. You are going to find that I am not a very good person to belong to. If you have any doubts, if you would prefer the alternative then now is the time to make that decision. In fact, you might rather go to prison than belong to me. Now is the time. Decide!"She started crying a little harder but she managed to choke out her intention to accept my kind offer to save her from prison.I asked her, "Do you really think you can handle it?"She nodded.I said, "Let's see. Take off the rest of your clothes and hand them to your husband."They glanced at each other and then Jessica looked down at the floor and started to unbutton her shorts. I guess she had gotten more or less accustomed to being topless over the last hour or so while she was writing out her statement. Now though, as she struggled with her shorts I could see the bright red flush spreading down from her face all the way down to her upper chest. I could see that her fingers were shaking badly as she struggled with the fastening on her shorts. She managed to unbutton them finally and she slid them down and stepped out of them. She picked them up and handed them to Dylan and stood for a moment in her plain white panties. They weren't anything special. But she was sexy as hell and the idea of how embarrassed she was really turned me on. I didn't have to be a mind reader to see that she was having the same effect on Bud.She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and paused with her eyes closed and took a few deep breaths. It was obvious that she desperately did not want to do this. I had never seen a woman so embarrassed in my life. She opened her eyes at last, but she kept them focused on the floor in front of her and slowly slid her panties off and stepped out of them as gracefully as possible. She handed them to Dylan who was trying to act like he wasn't watching.I stared at her unusually long, but straight and soft pubic hair. She had quite a bit of it, but for some reason it didn't look as wild and unkempt as some that I had seen, though it did not look like she trimmed it. I suppose that I would have to step in and have a talk with her about that. I am not a big fan of big hairy bushes. Most of that was going to have to go.When she was naked I told her to turn around so that I could see her ass.She turned around and I moved a little closer and ran my hand over her perfect ass. She shivered when I touched her, but she didn't move and she didn't object. Dylan was watching out of the corner of his eye and I was watching him the same way. I wanted to make sure he wasn't going to suddenly grow a set of balls. It quickly became obvious that wasn't going to be a problem so I turned my full attention to Jessica.I turned to Bud and said, "Bud, check out this ass!"He stepped up and put his hand on her ass too. She stood passively while we caressed and squeezed her ass as her husband watched. Bud even bent down and pulled the cheeks of her ass apart and whistled quietly and said, "Damn Dave! That's the prettiest asshole I've ever seen!"I'm not sure how you would judge something like that, but I didn't say anything.After a moment I took my hand away and ordered her to turn back around. I couldn't resist any longer. Since she had bared her breasts more than an hour ago I had been trying to be cool and act like it was no big deal. It was a pretty big deal though. Those were probably the most perfect tits that I had ever seen. They weren't all that large, which was good. I'm not a fan of large breasts. They were a nice set of B cups if I ever saw one and the shape could not be more perfect. Her nipples were small and light pink and hard as pebbles. I didn't think for a moment that she was aroused. I didn't really care though. I couldn't put it off any longer I reached up and put my hand around that warm, soft, firm breast and I felt the heat travel all the way to my cock.When my hand first closed around her breast she gasped. She shivered slightly and groaned. I am quite certain that it was from the humiliation of having to stand naked in front of two men she hardly knew and allow them to touch her at will.I doubt if there is an honest man in this country that would not admit that at some time in his life he has fantasized about having a beautiful young woman for a sex slave. There might be different accounts of what he would do if that dream was to come true, but the prospect itself is undeniably erotic.On the other hand, most men probably have never considered having a male slave. Well, except when they were doing yard work maybe. I didn't swing that way myself. I had no intention of using Dylan as a sex slave. I have to admit though; the idea of humiliating him by using his wife in front of him was striking a chord deep inside of me. It was a chord that I had not known was there. I was not all that surprised to discover it. I had always been a little more than open minded when it came to sexual matters. Jessica was incredibly sexy and I was incredibly horny. But the fact that her husband was going to witness us using her like this. That was really turning me on!There was one other factor in my decision to accept their offer. Jessica has bright red hair. I have always had a thing for redheads. I have never even dated one and I don't know where that strong desire for them originated. But just looking at this woman's bright red hair and her skin that was so fair it did not appear to have ever seen the light of day was a wet-dream come true for me. I moved my hand down to her bright red thatch of pubic hair as Bud continued toying with her breasts. She groaned as my fingers moved over her tight slit. I was sure that she had never felt so embarrassed and so helpless in her life and it doesn't even bother me that I was so turned on by that.I ordered her to spread her legs a little further apart and she obeyed without complaint. Considering how big a snob she has been and what a high opinion of herself she had I was surprised at how easily she was surrendering. I didn't expect her to fight us. She and her husband had proposed this solution and she had torn her blouse open and made the first offer of sex in exchange for being kept out of prison. But I could see how hard this was for her. I would have expected her to resist us at least on some instinctive level.I slipped my finger into her slit and received another surprise. Her pussy was very wet. I suppose that I shouldn't read too much into that. I didn't imagine that she was lusting after two old guys like me and Bud. Still, I understood that it was not so very unusual for a woman to fantasize about being helpless. Maybe Bud and I were not the only ones living a fantasy here!I stepped back and told Bud that since he had done all the drudge work he could be my guest. He smiled and stepped back and started taking his clothes off. Bud had retired at the age of fifty-five. That was the mandatory retirement age for cops in the city where we had worked. Even though he was not a street cop or a detective he had still been forced to retire at a relatively young age. He was a skinny guy. He looked to be in pretty good shape for an accountant though. There was obviously no question of virility. He was hard as a rock and had been for a while now. Once he was naked he sat down and spread his legs and looked sternly up at Jessica. He asked, "Jessica, are you any good at sucking cock?"She groaned and shrugged. I thought I knew the answer to that without asking. I had the impression that she was one of those gals that thought she was much too nice to do a nasty thing like that. I'm not saying she would never give poor Dylan a little lick now and then, but I would be really surprised if she had ever tasted a man's cum.Bud was still waiting for her to answer. A shrug wasn't very much information. She finally answered in a voice that wasn't much louder than a whisper, "No. I don't like to do that. It's... it's demeaning."Bud chuckled and said, "No it isn't sweetheart. Your problem is that you have too high an opinion of yourself. It's no more demeaning for you to suck a cock than it is for me to eat your pussy. I'm going to be doing a lot of that and I won't feel that I'm being demeaned in the least. We're going to take it slow to start out with though. I'm not going to fuck your throat or anything. Not tonight anyway. But I want you to get down here and start sucking my cock and I'm going to want to see a little enthusiasm. I'm pretty turned on right now and this shouldn't take very long. When I start to cum I want you to hold it all in your mouth until I tell you that you can swallow. Do you have any questions sweetheart?""No," she answered, her voice still almost a whisper.I glanced at them from time to time as she moved over in front of Bud and dropped to her knees. God she is beautiful! But mostly I watched Dylan. I was fascinated by his reaction. He had given up trying to act like he wasn't watching. His face was hard to read. He didn't look mad though, or disgusted or any of the expressions you might expect to find on the face of a husband who was watching his wife getting raped. And he had a hard on! Jessica hadn't noticed. I suppose that she was too ashamed to look at him. I can imagine that she would not be amused though.While Jessica started licking and sucking Bud's cock I asked Dylan if she did that for him very often. He blushed and shook his head.I asked him if he had ever cum in her mouth and he said, "She won't permit it. She doesn't like to do that. Oral sex I mean. She thinks it's dirty."I smiled. I hit that nail on the head. "How often to you get to fuck her Dylan?""Usually she lets me do it about once a week." This conversation was really embarrassing him. Judging by his answers it should. A couple in their twenties that hadn't been married very long! Shit! I'd have been doing her every damned night!Bud hadn't been kidding when he had told Jessica that it wouldn't take long. She had only been sucking on him for about five minutes and he was obviously getting close. He had given her a few instructions when she first started sucking his cock, but she was pretty much on automatic now and Bud was sitting back and enjoying the hell out of it.I was kind of amused at the look on Jessica's face. It was definitely not enthusiasm. It looked like she was going to be sick. She was following all of Bud's instructions though. I looked back at Dylan just as Bud came in his wife's mouth and I almost laughed out loud. Honest to god, there was a look of awe on his face! The pussy whipped little bastard was enjoying watching his wife sucking Bud off!I turned back to watch when Jessica started gagging. Apparently the taste of cum was everything that she thought it would be and more, and she didn't care for it. She didn't pull away though. She held her mouth over the head of Bud's cock and she was using her soft little hand to finish him off, just the way he had told her to.Bud tensed up and his body stiffened and he groaned loudly when he started cumming. After a couple of seconds he reached down and stopped her hand and held her in place as he relaxed back down onto the couch and caught his breath.He let her stay like that, her mouth full of cum and her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, for a minute or two as he recovered. Then he looked down at her and smiled and said, "Thank you dear. That wasn't bad at all for a beginner. Now, I want you to carefully take your mouth away and sit up straight."Jessica slid her lips off of Bud's cock carefully and straightened her back. Bud watched her for a few moments and he said, "Get used to that taste Jessica. I love getting sucked off. You will be doing that a lot."It was obvious that the prospect of doing this regularly didn't appeal to poor Jessica. The tears had started again and she still looked like she was about that close to throwing up. Bud finally told her to swallow and it took her several attempts to get it all down. She managed to get it down and keep it down, though she did gag quite a bit.When she had finished he ordered her back to her feet and Bud called Dylan over. Dylan took a few steps closer and stood waiting to see what Bud wanted. I guess we were all surprised when Bud smiled up at him and said, "Jessica left a few drops of cum on the end of my cock Dylan. I don't want them soiling your nice new furniture. Get down here and lick those up for me."It was hard to tell if Dylan or Jessica was more shocked. Suddenly Dylan wasn't so turned on. He looked at Bud and said, "I...I..." He couldn't think of anything else to say.Bud was still smiling up at him, still being patient. He said, "I saw how much you enjoyed watching Jessica sucking my cock. You should at least get a taste of what she is putting up with, since you were too big a pussy to get her suck yours."Dylan still didn't move. He looked to me, as if hoping that I would save him from this fate worse than death. I just smiled and pushed him to his knees and once there he gave in. He leaned forward and forced himself to lick up the last few drops of cum from Bud's cock. I doubt if there was enough there to taste. It was just the idea of touching his tongue to another guy's cock that was freaking him out. It was a lot of fun to watch though.While Dylan was doing that I was watching Jessica. For the first time she was really hard to read. I didn't see any expression at all. I expected to see something like disgust or shock or something. I didn't know whether to be amused or disappointed. She watched him as he licked the head of Bud's cock clean and then sat up. Unlike Jessica, Dylan looked really upset. I bet he was wishing that he hadn't stolen three hundred thousand dollars now! I was really turned on right now. Watching Jessica strip and suck Bud's cock and watching Bud humiliate Dylan like that, it was all turning me on. I was anxious to try out that sweet pussy and now it was my turn. I took Jessica by the arm and bent her over the arm of Bud's chair with her hands resting on the arm of the chair. That way Bud had ready access to her breasts and Dylan was right there to watch close up while I fucked his wife.I unbuckled my gun belt and dropped it on the sofa cushion and then I opened my pants and pushed them down. I used my foot to spread her legs a little farther apart and I reached between her thighs and played with her tight little pussy. It was still very wet. I wasn't sure what she was reacting to, but I didn't really give a shit. I moved up behind her and dipped my knees to line my cock up and as soon as I had the head nestled in her opening I slowly but firmly buried my cock in her. She may be a snob and a fucking thief, but damn! That was the hottest, tightest pussy I have ever had wrapped around my cock since I lost my virginity twenty-one years ago.I buried my cock to the hilt and just held it there for a minute or two and savored the sensations. I would have liked to have spent a few hours like that. I couldn't though. I couldn't resist the sensations and I was soon fucking her hard. I didn't really care about satisfying her, but as soon as I started fucking her, Bud began teasing her tits and she was moaning and groaning and I felt her pussy clamping down on my cock even harder. She was enjoying the hell out of it! She probably hated what I was doing, and hated that she was responding, but she was going to cum. She was going to cum before I did. I glanced down at Dylan and he was watching, every bit as fascinated as when he had watched her suck Bud's cock a few minutes ago. He really seemed to be getting off on watching his beautiful young wife getting raped. I suppose that was a good thing. He would be seeing it a lot until they had paid the town back the money that they had taken.Jessica was struggling to stay still and keep quiet. I could tell that she was struggling desperately to keep us from seeing that she was having an orgasm. It didn't work. All three of us knew it, especially me. Her pussy clamped down on my cock so hard I almost couldn't move and as much as I was trying to make this last, that was all it took for me. That put me right over the edge. I started banging into that sweet ass and driving my cock as deep into her pussy as I could. In seconds I was filling her with a huge load of cum. It had been a very long time since I had enjoyed these sensations and I don't think my body had ever produced more cum. By the time I finished cumming it was already running out around my cock and beginning to coat her thighs.I pulled my cock out of Jessica's wonderful pussy and immediately took a step to the side. My cock was now going soft inches from Dylan's face. He looked like he was going to throw up. I calmly said, "Dylan, I can't put my pants back on like this. Clean that up for me."He looked up at me with a pleading look on his face and then he whispered, "Please, don't make me do this."Seeing him like that, listening to him beg, his voice almost sounded like a little girl's. It was almost giving me another hard on. In fact, when he caved and took my cock into his mouth I felt it twitch and start to grow again.He realized it too and I saw the fear in his face. I wasn't ready for that just yet though. Maybe later, when I was bored, I might let him suck me off just for the hell of it, just for the fun of tormenting him. Not yet though. I pushed him away and pulled my pants back up. I almost laughed at the look of relief on his face. He certainly was amusing. I put my gun back on and asked Bud to turn loose of Jessica's tits for a few minutes while I gave them their instructions.I told them that they had until twenty-four hours from now to be packed and moved out of here and into the room over my garage. That isn't as bad as it sounds. It isn't the palace that this place is, but it was designed to be a guest house and consisted of a large living area with a nice fireplace, a large bedroom, a nicely equipped bathroom and an eat in kitchen with a nice view of the lake. It even had a small balcony that looked out on the lake.I told them that they were to pack only personal items. They were allowed to keep their clothing and toiletries, their personal papers and pictures and if there was anything else that they were especially attached to we could discuss it. The rest, their house, their furniture, one of their cars and their boat were all going to be sold to repay their debt. They seemed devastated until I reminded them that the sooner their debt was paid off the sooner they could start their lives over and regain their freedom. I pointed out that they were going to hate what I made them do, but when it was all over I would be the only one in town that would know what they had done and their reputations would be intact. They were getting a second chance that they really didn't deserve, but only because I was a kinky bastard and had something to gain from it too.I reminded them that once Bud and I left tonight they could decide to run. But they had left behind some pretty incriminating statements and a life on the run would be worse than a life of temporary sexual servitude. I handed them a key to the room over my garage and told them that Bud would be in charge of disposing of their property and I promised them that he would make an honest attempt to make back as much of the money they had taken as possible. I imagine that when this house sells it will make back all but a little of the money that they took. This is one hell of a big, fancy house sitting on a large lake lot. Depending on the market it should go a long way towards clearing the books.I realized that I was taking a chance here. If they made a run for it after we went back to my place tonight it might eventually come out that I had them in custody and let them go. I didn't think that was going to happen though. They really seemed resigned to their fate. And I could always say that I thought that I was doing what was best for the town. Bud got up and put his pants back together and we left them to their packing. We drove slowly back to my place on the dark lake road. Neither one of us spoke for a few minutes. It was quiet until Bud said, "I never realized what a fucking pervert you are Dave!"I laughed so hard I almost had to pull over and stop the car. I finally managed to say, "Neither did I. I have to say though; you were quite an inspiration to me tonight. I may be a pervert, but I bow to the master."It was quiet again for a few minutes and then Bud said, "Damn! That is one hot young female. It isn't that you aren't stimulating company. But suddenly the prospect of spending a little extra time here just got a lot more interesting."He paused for a few moments and then he asked, "Are you bi?"I said, "No. I don't get turned on by guys, so I guess not. I think what turned me on was humiliating that thieving son of a bitch. I suppose that's worse than bi. If I was a decent human being I wouldn't have enjoyed fucking his wife in front of him and sticking my dirty dick in his mouth. I did though. If I hadn't pulled my cock out of his mouth when I did I was going to get hard again. That was the first time in my life that another man touched my cock and I will have to admit that I wasn't as put out as I might have expected to be. I expect I'm going to have my cock in his mouth again pretty soon, but for the same reason. I love how it humiliated him. I guess that means I'm a real prick. But what the hell, he has it coming."Bud chuckled and said, "I don't know if I'm bi. I have never been put off by sex with other guys. I just never had the opportunity. I don't find myself attracted to men or look at another man and think that he's sexy. Unfortunately for young Dylan though, I find this entire situation turns me on. Seeing how much he hates doing those things, especially in front of his cute young wife, well, his wife isn't the only one that's going to get fucked in the next couple of days. Did you see her face when he was sucking your cock clean? She was trying to hide it, but she was getting turned on! This is going to be interesting."We pulled up in my driveway a few minutes later and went inside. We sat out on the deck and stared at the moonlight reflecting off of the lake and sipped on a beer. We talked about the value of their property. Bud was pretty sure that the house and one of the cars would go a long way towards paying off their debt. There isn't that much of a market for used furniture, but they had good taste and their furniture had been high quality and expensive. Some of the artwork might be worth a little money too. He didn't think that their period of servitude would last that long. I was pleased to hear it. I didn't want them hanging around on my property for an extended period. I didn't want to be responsible for them either. I wanted to fuck her senseless a couple of times and maybe fuck with his mind a little. But I liked my life here and they were going to be an irritant before very long.I said goodnight to Bud and went to my room and went to bed. The next morning I got up and took a shower and went to work. I locked their statements up in my safe and made sure all my people were where they needed to be. I took a turn around the town and had breakfast at the diner. Everything seemed right with the world.I stopped by the Town Hall. It seemed that the Treasurer and the Town Clerk had both called in sick that morning. I hoped that they were packing up and moving into my garage and not heading for parts unknown. I was tempted to go over and check on them but decided not to. Unless Dylan had grown a set of balls after we left his house last night I was reasonably certain that they would be living in my garage when I got home tonight.I went back to the station and did some paperwork. I prepared a few more requests for training for my people which I put aside until the money had been put back into the town's coffers. I answered a few trouble calls with one of my deputies just to have something to do. I had found that people liked it when I got involved. They thought that my being there showed that the department really cared. Besides, it gave me a chance to see how my deputies were handling themselves on the street.I stopped at the town's only grocery store on the way home and bought some supplies and when I got home the Nelson's car was in the driveway. I put my groceries away and went up to check on them. They were pretty much settled in. They weren't happy about it, but they were relieved that the rooms they had were not as primitive as they had imagined. The walls and vaulted ceilings were finished in knotty pine and the appliances were modern and new. It was actually a pretty nice place. It was a big step down from the palace that they had just finished building, but it was more in keeping with where a young couple who were almost newlyweds should be living.They had already eaten supper and were collapsing and stacking their empty boxes when I stopped by. I just walked right in without knocking and they looked up startled. They didn't say anything. They just stopped what they were doing and waited for me to speak.I asked, "Any problems?"They looked a little depressed, but they shook their heads. I asked, "Did you bring anything with you that I might question?"Jessica looked a little guilty and finally she said, "My jewelry? I don't have a lot though."I thought about it for a moment and then I asked her, "Is any of it big ticket that was bought with town money?"Dylan said, "No, I swear. The only thing she has of any value is her engagement ring and I bought that before we....before we started."I said, "That fine. Keep your jewelry. There will be rules for you while you are staying here. From now on you will both undress as soon as you get home from work and stay undressed until you get ready for work. I don't want either of you wearing underwear until your debt is paid."I turned to Jessica and said, "You will not be allowed to wear shorts, slacks or long skirts or dresses from now on. And I like a lot of cleavage. I think you get the idea, don't you?"She nodded. She was blushing as she was reminded of what her life was going to be like until the town was repaid. I asked them if they were finished moving in and Dylan said, "Except for disposing of the boxes and straightening up a little, yes, we are done."I said, "Good. Go ahead and get undressed and come down to the house. You can prepare dinner for my guest and me. Take a shower first if you haven't already."I didn't wait for their response. I turned around and went back to the house and told Bud that supper would be ready as soon as our new household staff came down and prepared it.He smiled and said, "I already know what I want for desert."We went into the main room and watched the news and our new cook and maid showed up about fifteen minutes later.Bud and I watched them as they prepared our supper. We would soon learn that Jessica was an excellent cook, but we got far more pleasure from our enjoyment of their nudity and their embarrassment than we did from the meal.I was never one to spend time in strip clubs. I like naked women as much as the next guy. I found, however, that watching all of those mostly bored women who could just barely hide their contempt for their customers had little appeal for me. And besides, not a hell of a lot of guys left a strip club with a woman on their arms. The poor bastards all went home horny and if they weren't so drunk that they passed out then they were left with no option but to beat off just so that they could get a little sleep.This one woman show of Jessica's however was incredibly exciting on so many levels. It was exciting because she was so beautiful. It was exciting for both Bud and I because we were both the type of person who got a kick out of her embarrassment. It had the effect of amplifying and emphasizing her sexual innocence. It was also exciting because we knew that unlike those poor fucks staggering out of the strip clubs, we were going to get laid and the cherry on top was that her poor emasculated husband would be not just watching, but actually assisting. What can I say? Sometimes being a pervert has it rewards. The Nelsons might argue the point, but I still think that I'm a good person. I just have a slightly broader interpretation of civilized behavior I guess.Bud and I took our time and enjoyed the meal that Jessica prepared while they stood nearby and we enjoyed the view. We both found that having Dylan totally naked was overkill. It may not have been fair to Jessica, but neither of us really wanted to see that much of him. We talked it over and decided that from now on we would prefer that Dylan wear a pair of Jessica's panties when he wasn't at work. We finished our dinner and let them clean up the table and do the dishes. When they had finished we went into the living room and Bud and I undressed. We had decided to switch off tonight. Last night he had gotten a mediocre blowjob and I had gotten a very nice fuck. So tonight I ordered Jessica to kneel at my feet and see if her oral sex skills had improved since last night.I ignored Bud and Dylan as I watched Jessica go to her knees and wedge herself between my thighs. She was too humiliated to look me in the face. Instead she stared at my half hard cock as she lowered her face and opened her mouth to take me in. I stopped her and ordered her to kiss it and lick it first, starting with my balls. I spread my legs a little wider apart to give her more room to work and she bent down again with obvious reluctance and began to kiss my genitals. It was a purely mechanical act and not nearly as satisfying as it should have been. I warned her that I had best start seeing some adjustment in her attitude or I would have to provide it. I wanted to see some enthusiasm. I wanted to feel loved! She didn't seem to see the humor in my exhortations, but she began to put more effort into it. While Jessica was kissing and then licking my balls I glanced over and saw that Bud had put Dylan to work getting him ready to fuck Jessica after she sucked me off. At least I guessed that was his intent. To be honest it looked like Dylan was better at this than Jessica was!I have to say though that Dylan was obviously enjoying it less. There were tears running down his cheeks as he moved his lips up and down Bud's cock. I grabbed a handful of Jessica's sexy red hair and pulled her head up and turned it so that she could see what her husband was doing. I said, "You see that? He's doing a better job than you are! I want to see some progress Jessica, or I'm going to call in a bunch of guys from town and have you practice all fucking night long."I let her hair go and the difference was immediate and remarkable. She apparently believed my threat. I was much happier with her performance now and I sat back and relaxed and let her get some more experience. Thanks to the great fuck I enjoyed with Jessica last night I was able to last a reasonable amount of time and she was getting pretty tired by the time I finally filled her mouth with cum. I had neglected to instruct her how to handle it when I had an orgasm, but she did what Bud had ordered her to do last night and that was just fine.I filled her mouth with cum and she held the head of my cock in her mouth and finished me off with her small, almost childlike hand. After I had caught my breath I tapped her on the forehead and told her to sit up and swallow. She obeyed instantly. This time she hardly gagged at all. She was learning pretty quickly. The funny thing though, was when I looked over at Bud and Dylan and saw that Bud had not been able to wait. He had cum in Dylan's mouth. Dylan was struggling to swallow and gagging and looking pretty green. Bud was just looking down at him and smiling.I grinned over at Bud and he smiled and said, "I was going to do it eventually. What the hell! I gotta tell you Dave, he's a pretty damn good cocksucker! I wouldn't marry him, but I suppose we could go to the drive-in movie every now and then. Right Dylan?"Dylan just ignored Bud. He was still trying desperately to keep from throwing up. Jessica was watching and I couldn't help but wonder what she thought of her husband the cocksucker. She didn't look like she felt sorry for him. Initially I had thought that Dylan was probably the instigator in this huge rip off of theirs. I had learned from their statements that it had been just the opposite. Jessica had formulated the plan and goaded Dylan into it. It had not taken much goading. She had him wrapped around her finger from the start. But she was definitely the more culpable of the two. Not that he was an innocent lamb lead to the slaughter. But if it were not for her he probably would not have even thought of stealing all of that money. It was like they were both basically honest people who had been a bad influence on each other.Of course, with most people honesty is not much more than a fear of getting caught if they do something wrong. When I was on the job I never ceased to be amazed at the things that honest people would do if they thought they had a chance to get away with it. It kind of shakes your faith in your fellow man.Since Bud's sexual appetite had been sated for the moment I decided that this would be a perfect time to try a taste of that sweet little pussy that I found so exciting. But first I wanted to spend a little time enjoying her sexy little body.I pulled her up and into my lap and began to gently explore her hot little body. She remained impassive at first. For the longest time she sat without changing expression or showing any sign that what I was doing was having an effect on her. I was more interested in pleasing me than her, but I thought it would be fun to get her turned on and I continued to lightly caress her perfect breasts and run my fingers lightly down over her flat stomach to her patch of bright red pubic hair. As I kept moving my fingers lightly over her sexy body I avoided her nipples and her tightly closed little slit and just teased around them. After a while I began to detect a difference in her breathing and I could see a flush spreading down from her face, down her neck and nearly to her breasts. I couldn't help notice that her breasts seemed to have become more taut, more sensitive. After teasing her like that for a while longer I finally moved my fingertips up over the hard little tips of her breasts. As my fingers closed around her nipples and squeezed gently she exhaled sharply and one hand came up and held my wrist. She wasn't trying to remove it. She was holding it in place!Suddenly I was having a lot more fun. I teased her nipples, first one and then the other, increasing the pressure steadily. Each time I applied more force she gasped and grimaced and just as I was about to move my hand back down between her thighs and see what results I could achieve there she suddenly gripped my wrist in a death grip and in something between a whisper and a hiss she exclaimed, "YESSSSSS!" loudly and her entire body tensed up and she had an orgasm. Just from me squeezing her nipples!I gave her a moment to come down and she released her grip on my wrist and moaned, "Oh god."She was extremely embarrassed and it really turned me on. I wasn't done yet. I traced a path down over her stomach again and began teasing around her labia. She closed her eyes tightly and whispered, "Please stop this."I was having much too much fun to stop. Her legs seemed to spread a little wider, almost against her will. It was a beautiful sight. Her tight hairless slit looked nearly untouched, except for the moisture that was seeping out of it. There was no hiding her arousal.I teased the outside of her pussy patiently. I avoided her clit and I stayed away from the inner folds. I just traced a path gently around the outside and before very long her body was tensing up and her hips were moving involuntarily. Not a lot, just enough that everyone knew that she was dying to be touched. She needed my fingers in her pussy. She needed me to touch her clit. I just kept teasing, sometimes tracing a path down her silky thighs, but mostly moving around that hot little slit that so craved my touch.She tried desperately to hide it, but finally she lost control and yelled, "God damn you! Touch me! Fuck me! Do something! You're driving me fucking crazy!"I knew that I was getting to her, but still, that outburst was a reward in itself. Dylan, however, was shocked. His sweet, prim, somewhat repressed bride was begging to be fucked. I was willing to bet that he had never heard her use the word fuck before.I thought she was finally ready and I stood her on her feet and stood up. I sat her down in my chair and I got on my knees. I lifter her legs up over the arms of my big easy chair and buried my face in that sweet young pussy.As soon as my lips and my tongue touched her she screamed and grabbed a double handful of my hair and pulled my face tightly into her crotch. Her hips began thrusting up violently and she had one huge orgasm after another. I had a hell of a time following her pussy around with my mouth.I kept it up for several minutes, until she begged me to stop. I sat up then and looked down at her. She was as limp as a rag and her pussy was throbbing and pulsing. My face was covered in her juices. I really wished that I had thought to film this. It would have been one hot movie. I could really use it, once these two were back out on their own.I looked over at Bud and he was fully recovered from the blowjob that he had gotten from Dylan. I stood up and motioned to him that she was all his. He jumped to his feet and in less time than it takes to tell it, he took my place between her thighs. He pulled her ass a little closer to the edge of the seat and buried his cock in her pussy in one rapid stroke. She groaned as he entered her and exclaimed, "Fuck yes! Oh god that feels food. Fuck me! Please!"She started cumming again almost from the time he entered her. Dylan and I were just staying out of the way and watching in amazement. Jessica was finally letting loose and it was very exciting to watch. Even Dylan was enjoying the show. His cock was hard as a rock.I told him to go over to the other side of the chair and put his hard on in her face and see what she would do. He didn't hesitate. He scurried around and leaned his hips in and as soon as she became aware of it, Jessica opened her mouth and started sucking on her husband's cock. Jessica had begun to lose her fear of cock I guess, because she went to town on Dylan's. No one had to tell me that he had never experienced that before, at least not with her. And even under these bizarre circumstances he was enjoying the hell out of it. Bud was fucking her for all he was worth, but he had already cum once and he was in no hurry. Dylan, on the other hand, was probably getting the best head of his life. She was going to town on that thing and he didn't last two minutes. Dylan grabbed Jessica's head and gave one last violent thrust and filled her mouth with cum which she swallowed quickly and effortlessly. It appears that our little slave is going to be pretty easy to train after all.Dylan backed away and leaned back against the wall a few feet away and caught his breath while we watched Bud fuck his wife. Jessica was still having one orgasm after another and she was still screaming lustfully as Bud fucked her. She had wrapped her legs around his waist and was humping back up at him violently. Her hands were squeezing and pulling on her tits for all she was worth. It was just about the sexiest thing that I had ever seen.Bud finally came again and as soon as he did he collapsed on top of her. Jessica held him tight. She twitched under him as her orgasms finally stopped wracking her body and making her helpless. She had her eyes closed tightly and her arms were now wrapped around Bud's back. She was still swearing under her breath. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that she had never experienced anything like that before. As soon as she became more aware of her surroundings again she might feel differently about what had just happened. For now though, there was no hiding the smile on her face.Once everyone was back to normal I went out to the kitchen and brought us in four beers and we sat around not talking. After a few minutes I said, "Damn! I wish I had been filming that. That was the hottest thing I ever saw."Jessica grinned wryly and said, "I'll say!"Dylan looked at her, surprised at her honest reaction. Bud and I just chuckled.We all went to bed not long after that. I would have liked to have been a fly on their wall when they got back up to their apartment and discussed what had happened here tonight. Everyone, including Jessica, learned a lot about Jessica tonight.The next day was Saturday. I got up early, as usual. I went out to make breakfast but I was surprised to find that coffee was ready and Jessica was waiting to make my breakfast for me. I thanked her and placed my order and then watched her pretty ass as she moved around the kitchen making bacon and eggs and toast. She seemed to have become very comfortable with her nudity and her place as a servant very quickly. She was adapting much quicker than I had expected. She seemed almost happy!After she had served me I invited her to join me with her coffee. Dylan was digging out some receipts that Bud had requested from their personal papers up in their apartment. I asked her how it had gone when she and Dylan got back up to their apartment last night and she smiled and said, "We had a long talk. I had a lot to apologize for. He didn't seem to care though. He was amazed by what he had seen in that chair last night. I was amazed too. I had never felt that way before. I have always thought that sex, well, parts of it, were pleasant, enjoyable. I had never really let go. I should be more embarrassed than I am to admit it, but that was the hottest thing that ever happened to me."She paused, she really was embarrassed. Then she said, "It was mostly my fault that we took that money. It is also my fault that our sex life...well, our sex life was pretty damned boring to be honest. But in my defense we were both raised in strict religious families and were pretty uptight when it came to sex. Dylan was just as bad about eating my pussy as I was about sucking his cock. Last night was an epiphany. We talked for hours after we got upstairs. We are going to miss our dream home. And I regret the things that you are making Dylan do. But this has definitely been a learning experience. We are getting a lot more out of this than we would have if we had gone through the courts and gone to prison."She walked around the table and put her arms around my waist and hugged me and said, "Thank you for the chance."I couldn't believe anyone would change that much in such a short amount of time and I wasn't entirely sure that I wasn't being played. I said, "Don't thank me too soon. We are not done playing with you yet. Don't forget, Bud and I are dirty old men and we are not doing this for you. We are doing this to you because we enjoy it. We have every intention of continuing to broaden your horizons."She kissed the back of my neck and said, "Thank you."I am going to give her the benefit of the doubt and chalk it up to afterglow from all of those orgasms last night. I got to my feet and turned around and kissed her forehead and told her that I would be back in an hour or two and we would be heading into the city.I grabbed my gun belt and drove into the office. I usually went in on the weekend for a little while to make sure there weren't any problems and make sure that everyone was on duty and looking professional. I got along well with the mostly young people on the force and we understood each other. They knew that I demanded professionalism seven days a week and in exchange for them doing the best job that they could I would do what I could to advance their careers and take care of them if there were any problems.As I had mentioned earlier though, this was not a high crime area and our biggest challenge was normally community relations. So I went in and made an appearance at the office and returned a few phone calls. I told my Desk Sergeant that I was going into the city and told her to call me on my cell phone if there were any problems.The nearest city was sixty miles away, sixty miles of narrow, twisting mountain roads. But if you wanted anything more than basic groceries you had to make the trip. Bud had arranged to meet with some people about selling the furniture from our slave's house and we needed to put the house on the market. The trip to the city is scenic, but it had never been as pleasant as it was today. Dylan drove and Bud and I sat in back with Jessica between us. As soon as we were out of town she was naked in the back seat. We drove her nuts all the way to the city. We teased her mercilessly. By the time we started getting into traffic and decided to let her dress again she was begging for an orgasm. We were much too cruel for that though.We started with a realtor. I had Dylan drop Bud off. While Bud was arranging for someone to appraise the home and put it on the market, we went to talk to a man that he had called earlier to arrange for him to inventory the furniture and decorations and help us decide how best to dispose of them. Once all of our legitimate business was taken care of we picked Bud up and went for a late lunch. After lunch Bud and I decided to spice up our afternoon. We went to a couple of shops and picked out some sexy clothes for Jessica to try on. She was a beautiful woman but she had never been one to dress to display her charms. We intended to change that. We started out slow. We went to a couple of shops that sold normal clothing for sophisticated young women. We just didn't find what we were looking for. We didn't get lucky until Dylan pointed out a lingerie shop in a strip mall and we went in to look around. Jessica was getting nervous as she looked around at the clothing on display. But this was just the kind of stuff that Bud and I were looking for. We went up and down aisles selecting clothing. The garments we selected were the kind of thing that, if you didn't know the town sheriff, could really get you in trouble. We started loading up Jessica and then Dylan with sheer blouses and low cut tops and tiny miniskirts. We also found a selection of sexy, flirty little dresses that, after we removed a few buttons from the top and the bottom, would be perfect to display Jessica's charms. We moved over to the fitting rooms and I ordered Jessica to try on all of her new clothes. I ordered Dylan to hold the door open so that Bud and I would watch. Jessica looked around at the other customers in the busy little store and you could see that she wanted to beg us to be reasonable. She realized as soon as she saw the amusement in our faces that it was a lost cause. She started to undress with shaking hands. She had just gotten used to being naked in front of Bud and me. Now she was about to undress in front of a growing crowd of complete strangers. It wasn't easy for her.She finally got her blouse off and was working on her skirt. She was standing in profile, trying to ignore the people watching her bare her perfect body. I noticed that as people throughout the store noticed the growing crowd they came over to see what was happening. Soon, nearly everyone in the busy little store was standing around enjoying the show. By the time Jessica was naked there were probably two dozen people watching. They were mostly young couples and they were smiling and watching every move she made. I looked around from time to time but I never once saw a look of disapproval on the faces that surrounded us.She started with the dresses and by the time she had begun to try on the third one she had settled down a little. Her hands were still a little shaky as she worked on her buttons. But she didn't have that deer caught in the headlights look and she was moving more naturally as she dressed and undressed. It was a very exciting show. It was obvious how embarrassed she was. That was what made it so exciting. If she had been blasé about the whole thing it would not have been nearly so much fun. I ended up buying nearly everything she tried on. It was a pretty expensive outing. But I had no doubt she would pay me back, starting as soon as we got out of the city and headed back to Lakeside.I paid for the clothing and we went out to the car. I told Dylan to stop somewhere on the way out of town so we could buy some nice steaks and more beer and wine. When we got to the store I sent Dylan in and we undressed Jessica as we sat in the car waiting. I was not surprised to find that Jessica's pussy was dripping wet and she had her first orgasm of the afternoon almost as soon as we started touching her. She had several more as Dylan drove us out of town. Once we got to the winding road heading up to Lakeside though, I pulled my pants off and she started returning the favor. She was getting good at giving head. I imagine that it helped that she was so turned on she was going crazy with lust. She had been in a constant state of arousal since she had started trying on clothes nearly two hours ago. She was turning out to be a lot of fun to play with.I had been in a pretty constant state of arousal too. I doubt if I lasted five minutes before I filled her mouth with cum. She gulped it down eagerly this time. Without even being asked she quickly turned around and started tearing Bud's pants off.While she was sucking almost frantically on his cock I reached down began to tease her pretty pussy. I had only intended to tease her, keep her near the edge. I misjudged. She screamed her way through a violent orgasm and somehow as she thrashed around she ended up with her lips buried around the base of Bud's cock. She had taken it all the way into her throat! I don't think that she even realized it at first.Bud did though! He gripped her head and thrust his hips up and yelled, "Fuck me!" and he came. I don't think it had taken a minute from start to finish. When he finally released his grip on her head she sat up and they looked at each other for a second. Then they started laughing like crazy people. It was pretty funny to watch. I don't even know why they were laughing but I ended up laughing with them.Dylan kept looking in the rear view mirror, trying to figure out what was going on. After he settled down Bud met his eyes in the mirror and said, "Relax Dylan, we just did you a big favor. Trust me."Dylan looked pretty confused and I said, "It's okay Dylan. Jessica just learned a new trick. You're going to get a kick out of it later. Now please watch the road. I don't want to be found half naked and dead on the side of the road."I adjusted my clothing and we let Jessica relax, but not dress. She looked too damn good naked to let her dress before we got to town. After she had calmed down I asked her how she felt. She still looked amazed by what she had done but she just shrugged and said that she was fine. It was hard to believe that she had gone from a lousy cocksucker to deepthroat in two days. She was obviously surprised too. Of course, it isn't like Bud was hung like a horse. We both had average sized cocks. We weren't likely to choke anyone to death with our equipment. Still, Jessica had every right to be proud of the progress she was making. She did seem proud too. We got home in the late afternoon and sat out on the deck. I sent them up to their new apartment and told Jessica to put her new prison clothes away and told Dylan that his uniform had been changed to a pair of his wife's panties. Before I let them go I called Jessica over to my chair and I drew a small triangle in her pubic hair. I told her that when she came back down I wanted all of the hair outside of that triangle removed.They rejoined us in about twenty minutes and after I inspected Jessica's new, smaller pubic patch the four of us sat around for a few minutes and relaxed and had a beer. They seemed to be adjusting quickly and I was too. I had quickly come to appreciate having Jessica around in the nude. I had anticipated living alone for the rest of my life but now, as I enjoyed the view of her perfect body I thought that maybe I should try to meet someone after they were given their life back and had left for a place of their own. It was nice having someone to talk to, someone to share the sunset with.I was just about to send them inside to get supper ready when Bud suggested, well, ordered actually, that Jessica see if she could do for Dylan what she had done for him on the way home this afternoon. Dylan still didn't know what that was. I was curious to see if she could do it on purpose, and curious to see how Dylan would react.Jessica placed a cushion on the deck in front of her husband and smiled at him as she dropped to her knees. She said in a sexy voice, "You are going to love this baby."She bent forward and kissed him through his panties for a moment before she began to gently ease them off of him. Once she had slid his panties off she began to kiss him and lick him. It was obvious that she was much more comfortable with a man's sex organs now. In fact, it looked like she was honestly enjoying herself.Whether she was or not, Dylan certainly was. He slid down in his chair a bit and closed his eyes and we watched as Jessica made love to her husband like she never had before. But you should have seen Dylan's eyes shoot open when Jessica took his cock all way to the base. Bud and I both laughed out loud when his cock slid down her throat with apparently little or no effort. Dylan's hands gripped the arms of his chair and he exclaimed, "Son of a bitch!" He didn't last long after that. He came quickly and she moaned as he filled her mouth with cum. It was obvious that she had really had a change of attitude about sex, and especially oral sex, in the last couple of days.After they were done I decided that I had to try it. I called her over and I stood up and pulled my pants down and slipped them off. I had never experienced deepthroat either and while it had never been a burning desire that I had harbored, I had to admit it looked like fun. While Jessica started working on my cock, Bud knelt behind her and started fucking her from behind. It took her less than a minute to take me into her throat, and once she got it down the first time it went nearly every time after that. It felt wonderful, the heat from her mouth totally engulfing me. While she worked she glanced up at me from time to time and I asked her if it was painful. She moaned and then kind of grunted what I took to be a negative response. She honestly looked like she was having fun. I suppose that what Bud was doing was helping a lot. She seemed to be enjoying that too.I looked over to see how Dylan was reacting to seeing his wife getting it from both ends and he didn't seem to have a problem with it. His cock seemed to be getting hard again quickly.Bud came pretty quickly and after he got up he ordered Dylan to clean his cock. Dylan was still grossed out by that particular chore. But he didn't seem to be on the verge of losing his lunch this time. I noticed that when he had finished cleaning Bud's slimy cock his own cock was still hard.I told him to come over and take a turn at his wife's sweet pussy and she moaned her gratitude around my cock as her husband slid his cock into her. I had apparently gotten caught up on my backlog of horny. I was able to hold out for a long time despite the fantastic job she was doing on my cock. Her husband came and then sat back on his heels. Before he could get up though, I ordered him to get on his back and eat his wife's cunt out while she sucked me off. I saw the disgust in his expression as he contemplated the fact that there were two loads of cum from two different men in her pussy right now. But he paused only a moment before he stretched out on his back and stretched his neck up to bury his face in his wife's cum filled pussy.I knew the moment he made contact. She groaned loudly around my cock and became even more enthusiastic. She really seemed to be learning to appreciate being the focus of sexual attention from three different men. She started cumming again just as I finally lost it and came in her mouth.Because of what her husband was doing to her she had trouble concentrating on my orgasm. But I was having so much fun at the moment that it wasn't a problem. After my orgasm I lifted her head and stared into her face as she knelt with her husband still eating her pussy. Her eyes were closed and there was a look of ecstasy on her face. She continued to shiver through one orgasm after another until I finally ordered Dylan to stop.I gave them a moment to recover before I sent them inside to make our dinner. I asked Dylan to bring Bud and me another beer and then they worked on our dinner together while we sat on the deck and enjoyed the quiet. It was several minutes before Bud said, "You better enjoy this while you can. It won't last too long. According to that realtor I talked to today their house is probably worth what they owe. If they get the right buyer, it might even be worth more."I sighed loudly. That would be a shame. I was getting spoiled fast. I said, "I guess we should hold off on selling the furniture then. No sense getting rid of it if they don't have to. How are you going to get the money back into the town's account?"Bud said, "That should be pretty easy. I'll just deposit it into the account they set up to take it out. I'll have them return it as if it had been some sort of clerical error and then, once the debt is settled they can close the account and transfer any remaining money back to their own account and get on with their lives."We went inside when we were called for dinner and Bud told them what we had just discussed. Before we started the discussion I noticed that they seemed pretty upbeat. They seemed to be taking slavery pretty well. I would almost swear that when they found out that they would soon have their lives back they were disappointed that it would happen so soon.I poured everyone a glass of my favorite red wine and we ate the steaks that Dylan had picked up in the city.Dylan said, "We won't be able to move out of your garage right away. We'll need to find a place to live."I was starting to think that when faced with the prospect of their sexual servitude ending they were stalling! Could it be that they were enjoying this as much as we were!I assured him that he could stay until he found a decent place to live. I also assured him that I would be keeping an eye on them to make sure that from now on they lived within their means.We enjoyed another one of Jessica's good meals. That was another thing that I was going to miss when they got their life back. After only two days of her great cooking and fantastic sex I was already pretty damned spoiled.The two of them cleaned up after dinner while Bud and I sat back and watched. Once they had finished the dishes I poured us all one more glass of wine and we took them out on the deck to watch the sun set over the lake and enjoy the peace.I decided that the sunset would be much more pleasant with Jessica in my lap and I pulled her down and put my arm around her waist and absently teased the underside of her left breast while we talked and relaxed. There wasn't much conversation. And we were already feeling pretty relaxed. I had put my wine glass down and now I had one hand on Jessica's tit and my other hand had crawled up her leg and was tickling her pussy. We were both starting to get turned on. In another few minutes we would have been doing something a little more satisfying if I had not heard my desk sergeant calling out, "Hey sheriff! I rang the bell but no one answered." She was walking around the house and approaching the back deck. It was not at all unusual for her to come by after her shift to let me know what, if anything had happened during the day and sit and have a beer and talk for a while. It wasn't romantic or anything. She was a lesbian and didn't make a secret of it. We were just friends and co-workers.Jessica screamed and tried to get up but I held onto her and ordered her to sit still. Dylan tried to cover himself with his hands. Even in the near dark I could see him blushing! Judy, my desk sergeant hadn't been paying attention until she stepped onto the deck and heard Jessica scream. Until then she hadn't even noticed that it wasn't just me and Bud.Judy came to a screeching stop and said, "Oh shit! I'm sorry chief. I didn't even notice. Shit!" Then she turned around and started to rush out.I called out, "Sergeant! Come on in. Do you want a beer?"I pushed Jessica out of my lap and ordered her to get Judy a beer. She took off in a hurry. Judy watched her, and I think that for the first time she recognized that it was Jessica, the Town Clerk. She turned back to me and said, "I'm really sorry chief. I didn't know you..."I laughed and said, "Judy sit down and relax." She came over and sat down in the empty chair near me and looked at me curiously when Jessica came back and handed her a beer. I don't think she had even spotted Dylan sitting nearby in a pair of panties yet. Once she spotted Jessica she had only had eyes for her.I laughed again and said, "Okay Judy, roll your eyes back in your head and drink your beer."I let her take a drink and then I asked, "Did anything interesting happen today?"She almost choked on her beer and said, "No, not until I got here!"I smiled and said, "Judy, I believe you and Jessica are acquainted?"Judy was still staring at Jessica's naked body. I remembered that she had complained to me on several occasions when she had had run-ins with Jessica at work. Jessica talked down to pretty much everyone. But she was particularly unpleasant with Judy. We suspected that it was because Judy was a lesbian.I let her stare at Jessica for a minute or so and then I asked, "I suppose you would like an explanation?Judy said, "That's okay chief. You don't have to tell me anything. You have never pried into my life and I appreciate that. What you do in the privacy of your own home is none of my damn business."I had a lot of respect for Judy. She ran the office when I wasn't around and I didn't worry about her at all. She had a level head and a lot of common sense and she was very loyal. One of my plans for after the money was returned was to make sure that she got a raise. I knew that if I asked her not to she would never mention what she saw here tonight.Jessica and Dylan looked a little nervous though. Right about then is when Judy tore her eyes away from Jessica and spotted Dylan for the first time. She smiled and said, "Holy shit!" She stared at him for a moment and then said, "Hi Dylan. Nice night, isn't it?"Dylan said, "Hi Judy," in a lifeless voice. It was obvious that he wanted to crawl in a hole and hide. She stared at him for a moment and then she said, "I have a pair just like that. Comfortable, aren't they?"I glanced at Bud. He was trying very hard not to laugh. So was I. Unlike Jessica, Dylan had always been decent on the few times that he and Judy had spoken. They didn't have reason to talk often. I don't think Judy had anything against him though, nothing except his wife.When Judy finished her beer I stood up and said, "Come on, let's go inside and see if there are any more in the refrigerator."Judy got up and followed me inside and as soon as I shut the patio door she said, "Don't worry chief. I don't know how you managed it, but I can't blame you for tapping that. She may be a snooty bitch, but she sure is hot."We went into the kitchen and I got us both another beer. I was trying to decide just how much to tell her. I knew that I didn't have to tell her anything, but like I said, I trusted her. Besides, I thought she'd get a kick out of it.We sat in the kitchen and I told her the whole story. I didn't go into specifics about the sex, but I made it clear that there had been a lot of it and that Jessica was a changed person. This had been a real learning experience for her.Judy said, "I don't blame you a bit, chief. I'd like to teach her a few things myself."I smiled and asked, "Would you really? I think that could be arranged. I don't imagine that she will go along willingly. But she will do what she is told. I don't expect you to put on a show for us. But if you would like me to, I will order her to go back to her place with you and do whatever you like."Judy thought about it for a minute and then she said, "I appreciate your offer chief. She is hot and I would love to spend a little time with her. I think it would be a problem though. She is very much down on me because I am a lesbian. I am not so sure that she would go willingly."I said, "You have handcuffs. This is your chance to teach her the error of her ways and broaden her horizons. Her views about you and your sexual preference may not have changed. But she is slowly becoming a lot more open minded. You would be doing her a favor and paying her back for treating you like shit all at the same time."She said, "I'm going to have to be honest. That is too good an offer to refuse. If she will go along without having to be hurt then I am going to do it. But just to broaden her horizons of course. It's for her own good. Can I ask you a question? It's none of my business, but I have to ask.""Dylan?" I asked.She nodded.I chuckled and answered, "We have been broadening his horizons as well. Actually, I'm surprised at how well he has taken it. He has watched everything that we have done to Jessica and most of the time he had a fucking hard on. He has sucked my cock clean, eaten Jessica's pussy clean and Bud made him suck him off at least once. He acted like he hated all of it. But I am starting to think that at least some of that is really an act. I am also starting to suspect that this is not the first time that young Dylan has had a cock in his mouth. It's just a suspicion though."I asked, "Do you want her now, or do you want to come back tomorrow?"Judy grinned and asked, "Don't you have a shower up in that room over the garage?"I nodded. She said, "I think me and Jessica are going to go take a nice hot shower."I put my arm on her shoulder and we started for the door to the back deck. I said, "It kills me that I can't be there to watch, but I hope you don't mind if I make her tell me all about it later."She stopped and turned to look at me with a thoughtful expression on her face. She paused for a moment and then she said, "If it was just you chief, I might be able to handle it. I respect you and I like you a lot. You aren't half bad for a man." She was grinning when she said that.She continued, "But I'm sure you will understand if I would prefer that we be alone, at least this first time. Maybe some other time though."I said, "I was just pulling your leg sergeant. I wouldn't ask you to put on a sex show for me. I have too much respect for your sensibilities."She grinned and said, "No, I'm serious, I wouldn't mind if it was just the three of us, or maybe Dylan too. But you would have to return the favor. I think I'd like to see you put them through their paces while I watched. After all, you know I'm just one of the guys."We continued out to the deck and I went over to a very nervous Jessica and helped her to her feet. I said, "Jessica, I have had a nice long talk with Sergeant Flynn. She has agreed to keep silent about what she has seen here tonight."Jessica heaved a giant sigh of relief. She had been pretty worried. I imagine that while we were inside talking she had been thinking of all the times she had been rude and insulting to Judy at work.I smiled soothingly and said, "All you have to do is take her up to your room and do everything she tells you to do this evening."Jessica gasped loudly and the look of horror on her face was priceless. I pulled her into my arms and said, "Jessica, don't let me down now. You have been coming right along. I actually think that what we have done has broadened your horizons and made you a better person over the last couple of days. I'm starting to get very fond of you. Now, you have to admit that you have treated Sergeant Flynn like shit from the very first time you met her. You have been rude and insulting and this is your chance to make it up to her and broaden your horizons a little more at the same time. Don't let me down now, okay?"Jessica laid her head on my chest and took a couple of deep breaths. After a moment or two she whispered, "I'll do what she wants."I kissed the top of her head and said quietly, "It isn't so bad Jessica. If you are nice to her she will be nice to you. You might even enjoy it. Just give it a chance. Okay?"Jessica put her hands on my chest and looked up into my face and said, "I'll be nice. You're right. I was a bitch. I was a bitch to just about everyone." Then she turned to Judy and said, "I'm sorry Sergeant Flynn. I'm sorry for the way that I treated you."Then she stepped away from me and took Judy's hand and led her off through the house to her apartment over the garage. As Judy followed Jessica out she turned her head back to me and there was a look of astonishment on her face. I just smiled and called after her to come back out later for a beer before she left.As soon as the patio door closed I heard Dylan say, "I'll be god damned! I never thought I'd see the day!"Bud said, "I'm about to show you something else that I don't think you ever thought that you were going to see Dylan."Bud got up and went inside and came back out a minute later. He called Dylan over and ordered him to take his panties off. He bent Dylan over the arm of a chair and I watched in amusement as he pulled out a tube of lubricant and began lubricating and stretching Dylan's ass. That Bud sure is a horny old pervert! Once he had Dylan greased up he stood back and greased up his dick and then he started working it into Dylan's ass. Dylan was groaning in pain, but he didn't fight it.Once he had his cock buried in Dylan, Bud said, "I figured I'd be nice and do this the first time when Jessica wasn't around to see you cry. I guess that wasn't necessary. Are you sure that you've never done this before Dylan? I'm starting to think you weren't a virgin."Dylan was panting in pain and he moaned out a simple, "No! I'm not gay!"Bud chuckled and said, "I'm not gay either Dylan. I'm just a horny old man and you have a pretty ass for a guy. I've never fucked a man before, but I have to tell you Dylan, you are pretty damned good! I do believe that we are going to have to do this again. Besides, after spending a couple of hours eating pussy, Jessica will probably feel better about herself if she sees you getting fucked. Don't you think so?"Bud had begun to fuck him pretty hard as he talked and Dylan was grunting in pain. He had enough presence of mind to respond though. "No! I don't think so!"In the last couple of days Bud and I had been getting fucked and sucked off a lot. We were having as much sex as a couple of honeymooners, though thankfully not with each other. Bud probably had not gotten laid this much in decades and he was pretty well sated. So it took him a long time. I was starting to think that he would still be at it when Jessica and Judy came back down. He finally started speeding up though, and in another minute, after a lot of hard slamming he shot what was probably a pretty small load of cum into Dylan's ass. He stayed there with his cock buried in Dylan's ass until he went soft and then he pulled out and used a paper towel to wipe his cock clean before he pulled his pants up and sat down. After he caught his breath he turned to me and said, "Dave, I have to tell you man. I've never fucked a man before, but that felt pretty damned good. I highly recommend it."I have no doubt that Dylan was very relieved when I responded, "I believe you Bud. But I am afraid that I am fucked out for tonight. I don't think I could even fuck Jessica right now. I do believe I will take him for a test drive before the weekend is over though. But I'll only be doing it so that you don't start feeling self-conscious of course. I'm just trying to be a good host."Bud laughed and said, "Lying fuck! You're as big a pervert as I am." He turned to Dylan and said, "Go clean up boy. You can't sit around like that."Dylan stood up and picked up his panties and walked stiffly inside to clean up. I sat and sipped my beer and thought about what was happening upstairs over the garage. I doubt if there are many straight men that aren't fascinated by the idea of two women having sex. I have seen it in a movie, but that isn't the same as a real life tryst between two women that I know. I must admit the idea really turned me on. It just didn't turn me on enough to fuck Dylan in the ass, at least not yet. I had never before pictured my desk sergeant in the nude. But I was now. Judy was a bit on the butch side. But she was attractive and had a nice body. I could picture Jessica between her legs and being forced to eat Judy's pussy. Now that I think about it, I bet Judy had a pretty nice pussy. I'd probably love eating it out myself. I shook my head to get the images out of my mind. I couldn't be thinking thoughts like that about my second in command. It just wasn't right!Dylan came back out and when no one gave him any orders he asked if he could get another beer. I nodded and asked him to get me one too and when he had them he came back out and sat down.Bud got up and said goodnight. He was finished for the night. Once he left, Dylan seemed to relax a little. I was tempted to apologize to him for the things Bud did to him but I resisted. Bud wouldn't be here if Dylan and his wife had not stolen all that money. It wouldn't be fair if Jessica had to receive all of the punishment.We sat quietly waiting for the ladies to return and finally my conscience got the best of me. I turned to Dylan and said, "I'm sorry. About Bud I mean. I didn't realize what a perverted old horn dog he was. Are you alright?"He looked at me and he seemed surprised that I had apologized, or that I had asked if he was okay, whichever.He nodded and after a minute he said quietly, "It wasn't that bad I guess. It hurt, but I've been hurt worse."I said, "I can't ask him not to do that anymore. To be honest I'm not sure why. It just seems inappropriate. I will try to steer his attention to Jessica as much as possible. I have to believe that a guy his age can't keep this up forever though. He's almost sixty years old. I would have thought once a week would satisfy him."Dylan said, "It isn't fair that Jessica bears the brunt of all of this. I guess I should be expected to help out. As horrible as this is, at least it isn't prison. At least when the money is repaid and all of this over we will still have our jobs and our reputations. We will be able to start our lives again."I admired his attitude, but I had to point out that, although he had gone along and worked out the details, if it had not been for his wife he wouldn't be in this mess. She had instigated it. He smiled wryly and responded, "Yes, she did suggest it, and she did wheedle and push until I went along. I knew it was wrong though. What's worse, as the amount grew it reached a point that I knew that we were going to get caught. It was inconceivable that we wouldn't. And I still let her push for more. I should have been stronger. I love her so much that I cannot say no to her. I guess I have become the poster boy for pussy whipped."I asked, "You still love her that same way don't you? I have watched you. Not only are you not bothered by what we do to her; you get a kick out of it. Don't you?"He sighed loudly. "It is embarrassing to admit, but yes. I love watching her have sex with other men. It has always been a secret fantasy of mine. I loved it today when you made her try on clothes while I held the dressing room door open. Everything! I love it when you fuck her and when you make her suck your cocks. I know that sounds sick, but it turns me the fuck on.""Does she know that?" I asked him."God no!" he responded quickly.He looked around as if to make sure that she wasn't on her way back and he said, "She may be beautiful, but she was a big disappointment when it came to sex. It was like she thought she was too good for sex. Everything was nasty and beneath her dignity. I was lucky to get laid once a week and that was always a quick fuck in the missionary position at bed time. I just hope the change that I have seen in her over the last couple of days doesn't go away when this is over."I didn't want to hurt his feelings but I had to ask. "Don't you think it would help if you grew a set of balls? She just needs to be told what to do Dylan."He laughed and said, "That only works when you have something to hold over her head sheriff. Trust me. Since we got married I have tried every approach."I couldn't help feeling sorry for him. I think it's a felony that a woman that hot, that beautiful, thinks sex is something she has to tolerate, and then only rarely. For both their sakes I hope that the changes in her were permanent.It had been about an hour since the ladies left. We changed the subject and talked about local government and local people. We just gossiped until an hour later when the ladies came back out to the deck. Dylan and I both looked up when the patio door opened and I was shocked. They were holding hands and smiling and they looked like the best of friends. No, they looked like lovers! Judy must be pretty damned good!Judy stopped as she was passing Dylan and reached down and rubbed her hand over the bulge in his panties. She smiled and said, "That's funny, mine don't fit me like that!"Then she went around and sat on the other side of me. Jessica stood in front of me and she was still smiling. I smiled back and said, "You look like you have had a life changing experience Jessica. That's a beautiful smile by the way."Jessica crawled into my lap and put her arm around my neck and said, "I have a new best friend. And yes, in the last couple of days I have had a lot of life changing experiences. I have a lot to make up to Dylan for. I intend to spend the rest of our lives doing just that. For instance, from now on I am going to make all of his fantasies come true. From now on I'll have sex with other men whenever he wants. And from time to time Judy has agreed to let him watch when we make love."I laughed and said, "He didn't think that you knew about that."She laughed and said, "I have always known about that. I found that box in the garage with his stash of dirty magazines. It really pissed me off. I suppose I used that as one of my excuses for treating him so badly." She turned to Dylan and said, "I'm sorry babe. I didn't realize how uptight I was until...well, you know. I mean it. I'm going to make it up to you. I promise."I turned to Judy and said, "Damn, you must have the golden touch!"Judy smiled and said, "Not so much. You guys have really turned her around. Most of the time we were upstairs we were talking. That isn't all we did of course. I'm not stupid! But we talked a lot. Jessica really has learned a lot about herself in the last couple of days. She was coming around just fine too. Our little talk just put things in perspective."I smiled and asked, "Does that mean you're straight now?"She laughed and said, "Yeah, you wish! Sorry sheriff, I'll be happy to go to bed with you as soon as you grow a vagina and a nice set of breasts."I said, "Okay sergeant. You know I'd do anything for you."She stopped smiling then and dead serious she said, "Yeah, I know. And I appreciate that. You are the best man I ever worked for."I replied, "You are the best person that has ever worked for me too. Now let's cut this maudlin crap out before I do grow a vagina!"The three of them laughed and Judy asked about Bud. I told her that he had gone to bed and she smiled and stood up. She unbuckled her gun belt and handed it to me and then she opened up her pants and pushed them down. She turned to Dylan and said, "See, I wasn't kidding." Her panties were identical to the ones that Dylan was wearing. She pushed them down and sat back down and crooked her finger at Jessica. Jessica got up and moved over in front of Judy and bend over and they kissed passionately. After a few minutes of passionate kissing I saw Jessica unbuttoning Judy's uniform shirt. I had never thought about Judy as a sexual being until two hours ago when I started picturing her with Jessica. Now, as I watched her undressing, and being undressed, I was having second thoughts. I knew that she was gay and that she and I would not be having sex. But there was no denying how beautiful and sexy she was. What a waste!Eventually, with Jessica's help, Judy was naked. She looked very, very good that way. Once Judy was naked, Jessica started kissing her way down her body. Kissing and licking and sucking and obviously driving Judy crazy. Dylan and I were being driven crazy too. One of my dearest fantasies was coming true. Two beautiful women were making love only a couple of feet from me. I knew that it was largely for my benefit too. I was going to have to make this up to Judy.Judy stood up and threw a cushion from a lounge chair onto the deck and the two of them stretched out and started kissing and touching right by my feet. My pants had become far too tight. I stood up and undressed and sat back down and slowly played with my cock while Judy lay back and Jessica ate her to several orgasms. In between orgasms, Judy would open her eyes and smile at me and finally she said, "One more, and your next boss."Fuck! I didn't care! I could have watched the two of them all damned night!Judy had one last orgasm and finally she pulled Jessica up beside her again and they kissed a little more and then Judy whispered something to Jessica and they sat up and looked at me.Judy got to her knees and pulled Jessica to her knees beside her and Jessica edged over between my legs. She smiled up at me and said, "Judy wants to see what it looks like when I take your cock down my throat, but can she touch it first? She hasn't ever seen a cock in real life. She doesn't want to have sex with you, she is just curious."I looked at her and asked, "We're going to be okay at work later, right? You aren't going to have any regrets? You won't be uncomfortable, embarrassed about this?"She smiled and said, "I'm cool if you are. I don't embarrass easily. You should know that by now."I shrugged and said, "Help yourself. I have never in my life told a lady that she could not touch my cock. I am not going to start now."Jessica said, "See, I told you he wouldn't mind. Guys like that kind of shit."Judy moved to my side and leaned over the arm of my chair and looked at my cock closely. Jessica reached out and took it in her hand and showed Judy how to make a cock feel good. Then she reached for Judy's hand and pulled it close and placed it on my cock.Judy's hand closed around my cock and Jessica's hand closed over hers. Jessica moved Judy's hand slowly up and down several times and then she moved her hand away. Judy stopped moving her hand and then bent closer and examined my cock closely. It was a very strange experience, probably for both of us. It was also very erotic. Even though I knew that she was not into cocks, I was turned on by the idea that it was the first cock she had touched, the first one she had seen. I was honored that she trusted me that much. But I was also aroused by the concept.She studied it for a minute and then she moved her hand away and watched as Jessica showed her how to suck a cock. Jessica really went to town. I could tell that it excited her that Judy was watching. She wanted to impress her new girlfriend I think.After that hot sex show that I had just watched it didn't take long for me to reach orgasm once she started taking my cock into her throat. I had been watching Judy's face since Jessica started sucking and it was amusing. Judy was fascinated. When my cock sank down into Jessica's throat though, I thought Judy was going to scream. She actually clapped her hand over her mouth. Or maybe she was getting sick. It could have been either I guess.Just before I leaned back and closed my eyes though, Judy leaned down close and watched Jessica work. I really had the impression that she was fascinated. I was about to cum though. My eyes closed and I groaned loudly. One hand gripped my arm rest the other went around Judy's back and without even thinking my hand caressed her back as I filled Jessica's mouth once more.I finally collapsed into my seat and my eyes opened and I realized what I was doing. I quickly lifted my arm and apologized to Judy.She smiled and said, "That's okay. It was kind of fun being a part of that. Don't read too much into that. Watching you get a blowjob didn't turn me straight. It was kind of hot to watch though. When she smiled down at Jessica and asked, "You really like doing that?"Jessica smiled back and said, "Fuck yes! I love it! I think it's sad that you can't enjoy it too."Judy chuckled and said, "That's okay Jess, I like what we did just fine."I laughed and looked over at Dylan and said, "We better watch out Dylan. I think my friend is trying to steal your wife!"Jessica looked over at Dylan and his obvious hard on. Then she looked up at me and I smiled and nodded. She got up and picked up the cushion and moved it over in front of Dylan and helped him take his panties off. Judy started slowly getting dressed and we both watched Jessica provide a little relief to her husband. He came quickly and then he leaned down and kissed her passionately and told her he loved her and thanked her for thinking of him. She smiled and said, "I think of you all the time babe. I love you too. I just wasn't very good at showing it before and I'm sorry. I'm going to do better, I promise."I suggested another round of beers and Jessica and Dylan went in to get them. It is hard for one person to carry four cold beers when they are naked. While they were inside I said, "For some reason Judy, I never thought of you as a sexual creature. You were just my Desk Sergeant. I honestly never realized how beautiful you were."She cocked her eyebrow at me and I hastily added, "Don't worry. I won't be coming on to you any time soon. But you are very beautiful and I apologize for not noticing before."She smiled and said, "Don't apologize. That was one of the great things about you chief. To you it didn't matter that I was a female or that I was gay. It only mattered what kind of job I did. I admired that about you. We were just two people that worked together. And I know you well enough to know that isn't going to change now. Not even after what we did here tonight.""We know a hell of a lot more about each other now," she continued. "We are closer now, better friends. I know that we will do this again too, it was fun. And I am not worried that anything will change at work. You will still be the chief and I will still be the Desk Sergeant and if I screw up you will still chew my ass out."I smiled and said, "Yeah, but now I will be more aware of how beautiful that ass is."It suddenly occurred to me what I had said and I said, "I didn't mean that the way it must have sounded. We're still just going to be friends. Don't worry, I get that."She laughed and said, "Don't get hinky. It's okay if you think I have a nice ass. I always thought you had a nice ass. Don't worry about it."I laughed and said, "If you were a girl I'd kiss you Judy."She laughed and said, "Bastard!"Just then Dylan and Jessica returned. Dylan apologized for taking so long. He explained that Jessica had been pretty excited after eating Judy out and sucking me and him off. She really needed to cum so he took a few minutes to eat her out. I said, "That's fine. We don't want any horny women running around the house. We could get a bad reputation."Jessica went over and sat down by Judy and Dylan sat back down in his seat and we just relaxed for a while. Since we all worked for the town we talked a little about work, but for the most part we talked about sex. I asked Jessica to tell us what had happened when she went with Judy, and how she had felt about it.Judy grinned and sat back and said, "This I have to hear."Jessica thought about what she was going to say for a minute. She reached over and held hands with Judy and then she said, "When you told me that I had to go with Judy I was more scared than I was the other day when you came to the house and I realized that we were busted and would probably be going to prison. I have always been very homophobic and I have said some pretty nasty things to Judy over the last couple of years.""I led her to our apartment and as soon as we got inside I tried to apologize and to talk her out of whatever she had planned. She just glared at me, which made it even worse.""She ordered me to take her to our bedroom and she started taking her clothes off. I remembered that I promised you that I would be nice to her. But I was really terrified.""While Judy was taking her clothes off I didn't know where to look. I tried not to watch her. But my eyes kept coming back to her. I was surprised at how sexy she was. When she was naked she looked like she could be in Playboy or Penthouse!""She pulled me into the bathroom and told me to get the shower ready. I turned on the water and as soon as it was hot we got in. I kept waiting for her to start the touching and hugging and kissing but she started out shampooing my hair."Jessica smiled and said, "I don't know if you have ever had someone shampoo your hair. It can be very relaxing. Once she was done with my hair she started soaping up my body. She was very gentle. It was very sensuous. I hated it, but I was starting to really enjoy myself."Jessica glanced over at Judy and smiled and said, "A lot!"Then she continued with her narrative. "After she used the shower massager to rinse me off she asked me to do the same for her. I shampooed her hair. You should see her hair when it is down by the way. She has beautiful, lustrous, luxurious hair. It's very sexy. After I washed her hair I began to soap up her body. I had never touched another woman's breasts before. Or any other part of her either. I was really surprised at how erotic it was. I didn't fight that feeling. Since I knew that I was going to have my first sexual experience with her I thought that I might as well let it be as exciting as possible. I was surprised though. I expected to feel...well, I didn't expect to enjoy it.""I rinsed her off just like she had done with me a few minutes earlier and I realized that I was even enjoying watching the soap and the water run off of her sexy curves. I was still scared though. An erotic shower was one thing. Making love to a woman still terrified me.""We dried each other off and went out to the bedroom. I pulled back the covers and we got on the bed. I expected it to start right away. I was grateful when she stretched out beside me and we just started talking. It gave me a chance to relax. We lay on our sides, facing each other. She seemed so nice and I was embarrassed that I had never realized it before. I had never given her a chance.""We talked for a long time and as we were talking she began moving her fingertips lightly over my body." Jessica looked at me and said, "The way that you like to do. But her hands are softer.""Anyway, it was very pleasant, very non-threatening. While she was doing that I was looking at her and I kept noticing how beautiful she was and how sexy she was, and how feminine she was. She always seemed so butch in that cop uniform."She turned to Judy and said, "Sorry, but it's true."Judy chuckled and said, "That's how it's supposed to work."Jessica went on. "Her soft touch was really getting to me and she gently pushed me over onto my back and edged closer. She leaned down over me and started kissing my neck and my ears on the side closest to her while her fingers were tracing a path around the other side of my face and it was just so fucking erotic. When she finally kissed my lips, a light, sensuous kiss, I was ready.""I reached up to pull her close but she gently pushed my hands away and told me to relax. So I did. I closed my eyes and she made love to my body like nobody ever had before. Her soft touch as her fingertips moved over my skin was just incredible. And all the time those soft little kisses all over my body. She went on forever and I had never been made love to like that before. I hope you don't mind Dylan, but I will be doing that again. She was fantastic!""By the time her lips reached my pussy I had no reservations left. I knew paradise when I found it! She has magical powers sheriff. What she did to me with her mouth, god! I can't even describe how erotic it was! I very nearly lost consciousness when that first huge orgasm washed over me. I wanted to scream and I wanted to hug her and kiss her and all I could do was grab a handful of the sheets and hang on.""She finally took pity on me and moved back up my body and this time she let me hold her and kiss her. I was anxious to make her feel that good. I wanted to do those things to her but she stopped me. We kissed for a minute and then she moved back away from me and lightly ran her fingers over me and told me in the softest, sexiest voice to just relax and catch my breath.""Oh god! Do I sound giddy? I feel giddy. I can't get over it!""We ended up talking a little longer and she asked me about my feelings about what had just happened. I was completely honest too. I told her that I wanted to marry her. I'm not sure just how much I was kidding."Jessica looked at Judy and smiled and shivered. The look in her eyes was definitely not homophobia now!"After I finally calmed down I started trying to do all the things to her that she had done to me. I was not nearly as good a lover as she is. But I'm learning. I love teasing her sexy body and turning her on. I love the feel of her smooth skin. I love the way her nipples get so hard and I love the way the muscles in her taut stomach ripple when I kiss my way down towards her little patch of soft pubic hair. She has the softest pubic hair, you wouldn't believe it!""I soon found myself between her legs and her beautiful pussy was right in front of my face. I wasn't feeling any of those things that I was afraid that I was going to feel. I wasn't afraid, I wasn't disgusted or anything. I wanted to make her feel what she had just made me feel. I didn't have her skill. But I have come to love having my pussy eaten and I know what I like. So I did my best to make her feel the things that she made me feel and it made me just as hot as it made her. I swear! I almost came from eating her out. Now I know why you guys like it so much. It is such a sexy thing to do. I always thought pussies were nasty and ugly. They aren't though. They are pretty and exciting!""I was so proud of myself and so happy for her when I managed to give her an orgasm. I was amazed at how exciting it could be. I want to get as good at eating pussy as I have recently gotten at sucking cock. It is every bit as exciting.""After she came she pulled me up beside her and we kissed for a while and touched. Then we just lay there facing each other and talking like a couple of school girls and touching each other gently. I was getting really horny again. She smiled at me and asked me if I was ready to go back out to join you guys.""I told her that I wanted to do it again and she told me that she was glad, because she knew just how to repay you for everything you had done for her, and for sharing me with her. That was not an impromptu show that we put on for you when we came back down. Judy really likes you. She wanted to do that for you. She talked about you a lot when we were upstairs."Judy interrupted, "That's enough of that conversation. Now sheriff, I see by that ugly lump where your vagina should be that you found Jessica's story interesting. If you will recall, there was something else I am curious about. We discussed it earlier."I grinned at her and asked, "Are you sure?"Judy grinned and shrugged.I turned to Dylan, who also had a hard on and I said, "I'm sorry Dylan, but I promised Judy. I always keep my word."I handed Judy her gun belt back. It was still hanging over the arm of my chair. Then, as she watched curiously I took my pants and my shorts off and sat back down. With a look of resignation on his face, Dylan got up and came over to kneel between my legs. I had made him suck my cock clean a couple of times. But he had only had to suck Bud off. I had a pretty strong preference for sex with the opposite sex. I was pretty turned on right now though. I figured I owed it to Judy after the show that she had just put on for me.The sight of a man's face in my crotch didn't turn me on all that much. I don't care one way or the other about the people who enjoy getting it on any way that pleases them. It just really doesn't do much for me. So instead of watching Dylan, who I kind of felt sorry for, I watched the faces of Judy and Jessica. They both seemed to find this fascinating.There was no warm up, no foreplay. Dylan wrapped his lips around my cock and started sucking me off. I will give him credit for trying. I guess he wanted to get it over with in a hurry. Hell, I've had worse blowjobs.I turned to Jessica who was sitting on the other side of Judy and said, "If you were to give him a hand this would be over with a lot sooner."Jessica started to get up but Judy scooted her chair over a little closer and leaned forward. Her face was less than two feet from where Dylan was sucking my cock. She looked up at me and asked, "May I help?"She watched Dylan for a minute and asked, "What do you want me to do?" Before I could answer, Jessica took Judy's hand and wrapped it around the base of my cock and moved it up and down in the perfect motion. I groaned and leaned back and watched them.I was just watching the expression on Judy's face. It was a mixture of emotions. I could see that she wasn't impressed and wasn't going to change sides. I guess my cock wasn't pretty enough to make a straight woman out of her. But she didn't seem disgusted either. She still seemed just curious.I signaled Dylan to start sucking again and I told Judy to just keep doing what she was doing with her hand.Things were picking up now and the final straw was when Jessica moved around and got down on the other side of me and reached down and started running her fingers lightly over my balls. She looked up at Judy and said, "Guys like this too. Their balls are very sensitive."I looked down and the sight of the three of them working on my cock was just too much. I groaned and tilted my head back and started to cum in Dylan's mouth. He had been through this with Bud and he still hated it. But he was used to it. Fortunately for him I had already had so many orgasms today that I had very little cum, despite all of the attention my sex organs were receiving.I was glad that Jessica had joined them down there. When she saw that it was time, when she saw that I was finished, she put her hand on Judy's and stopped the stroking. Dylan sat up and swallowed. Judy continued to stare in fascination as my cock twitched and grew soft and returned to its normal size.She continued to stare and as it returned to its normal dimensions she saw a few drops of cum on the head of my cock and reached out and scooped them up on her finger and brought them to her face. She sniffed at them and wrinkled her nose and ran her finger and her thumb together to examine the texture of my cum. Jessica reached out and pulled Judy's hand to her face and said, "It isn't so bad." Then she leaned forward and sucked Judy's fingers clean and kissed the tips before she let go of her hand.Judy got a wry look on her face and turned to me and said, "No offense, but I think I'll stick to girls boss."I chuckled and in a voice dripping with false indignation I responded, "Judy! I'm really hurt. I thought I could convert you."She laughed quietly and said, "I'll admit, it isn't as ugly as I thought it was. Well, no, to be honest, testicles are pretty ugly, all hairy and wrinkled. Yuck! Dicks are pretty interesting, but I just can't see myself putting that thing in my mouth, or anywhere else."Jessica smiled and said, "It isn't so bad Judy. I'm not trying to get you to switch sides, but to be fair there is a lot to be said for a nice hard cock. I have your boss to thank for making me see that. Up until recently I was much too full of myself and didn't really appreciate them. These last few days have been a real learning experience for me."I thanked Jessica for coming to my defense and I said, "Don't worry Judy. I have no intention of trying to convert you. I have to be honest though, after seeing you naked it is a hell of a shame. I had no idea how beautiful your body was. I just never noticed. That isn't like me either. I always notice, whether I'm interested or not. It's just something that men do. So I guess I owe you an apology."Judy blushed and then she smiled and said, "Thank you sheriff. I would have undressed for you sooner but it just never seems to come up."We all got a chuckle at that and I stood up and got my pants back on. It was getting late and Judy had to leave. She worked Saturdays and Sundays and took off two days in the middle of the week. She preferred that schedule and it worked out well for me. I escorted her to the door and thanked her for stopping by.She thanked me. She said that she had really enjoyed helping me out in my efforts to make a new woman out of Jessica. I invited her to return tomorrow and teach another class and since she was in the habit of coming over after work on the weekend anyway she informed me that she would be happy to. I let her out the front door and locked it and just then the Nelsons came in from the deck with their arms full of empty bottles. I bid them goodnight and went to my room. I slept very well that night. Sex is a great sleep aid.I got up and had breakfast alone the next morning and as usual I went by the office. The relationship between Judy and I showed no sign of change. We seemed to relate to each other just as we had from the beginning, as if what we did last night had never occurred. Don't misunderstand. We have a very friendly working relationship. We laugh and joke and get along very well. But there are lines that we don't cross. Not at work anyway. I think that we were both relieved when it was obvious that those lines were still there.I stayed long enough to make sure the shift change went smoothly and then I went for a drive around town and went home. As I entered the house I was greeted by the sight of Bud fucking Jessica as she was bent over the kitchen island.As I got closer I saw the look on her face and realized he was fucking her ass again. She was taking it alright, but I was reminded that I had not known Bud as well as I thought I did. He was a much bigger pervert than I was. I'm not saying that's a bad thing. Still, I think that I'm going to be pretty happy when we have our business taken care of and he has had his fill of Jessica and small town life.The next few days were pretty normal. Well, the new normal. The evenings had gotten a lot more interesting lately. On Tuesday I took Bud aside and asked him to take it a little easier on Dylan. He was pretty rough on him and even putting aside the fact that I kind of liked Dylan, this whole situation was mainly Jessica's doing and Dylan had gone along as much because he was pussy whipped as out of greed. I hadn't realized that Dylan overheard that conversation, but he had and he thanked me later.We got a huge surprise on Friday. The realtor had come out on Monday and appraised the house. We had decided to ask an outrageous price for it and then come down when we started getting offers. It didn't happen that way. On Tuesday the realtor put up the for sale signs and on Friday we received two offers for the house. The two prospective buyers apparently both had more money than brains and there was a brief flurry of action as they started a bidding war. The winning family finally got the house for just under three hundred and fifty thousand dollars. That meant that the Nelsons could pay their debt to the town and keep their furniture. They would even have a pretty good amount left over for a down payment on a new house since the sales agreement called for the buyer to pay closing costs and the realtor's fees.Once the sale was worked out I realized that I was pretty sad about it. We were all sitting around on my deck on the following Saturday after supper and I looked over at Jessica. She was just as beautiful and as sexy to look at as she had been that first night. I caught her by the wrist as she came back out on the deck after going into the kitchen for something. I pulled her into my lap and gently moved my hands over her young body.I think she read my mind. She smiled at me, not in the least put out now with being naked and being treated as a sex toy by a man she had hardly known. I told them how much I was enjoying having them around and that it was going to be hard to return to my life after their house was sold.Much to my surprise Jessica kissed my cheek and said, "Maybe we don't have to. Not right away."I looked at her, not quite believing what I was hearing. She put her arm around my neck and said, "We've been talking, Dylan and I. We are pretty ashamed of ourselves. He knew better, but we all know it was mostly my idea, my fault that we did what we did. We were thinking that maybe, for a while anyway, we could use someone like you around. You could be sort of a live-in moral compass. We could live where we are and save up our money and get a nice house, honestly this time. I can be your cook and housekeeper and...well, I know it doesn't seem right, but we have really been enjoying the other stuff too."She laughed and said, "Dylan said I needed someone like you and Bud to pull the stick out of my ass. I think he is right. I was horrified that first night when you came to the house. I stayed awake all night thinking about what happened, what you did to us. I wasn't that kind of girl you know.""We would like to stay in our apartment for now and pay for it the way we have been. Except that we would like it if you weren't so rough on Dylan. He doesn't really deserve it. We both think I should bear the brunt of your...punishment. And besides, this way I get to see Judy on the weekends. We wouldn't want me turning back into a homophobe would we?"Judy was sitting nearby. She had taken off early and come over for supper. She got a big old lopsided grin on her face.I said, "I would be happy to have you stay on for a while, a long while. We will have to work out some new terms once your debt is paid, but I think we can come up with an agreement that satisfies everyone."Bud had a disgusted look on his face. He said, "You guys are getting all lovey-dovey and it's making me ill. I've been thinking about heading back to San Francisco anyway. I don't know how the hell you can live in a town without restaurants. There is something unnatural about that. I told Dylan how to put the money back so that it would look like there had been a series of clerical errors and how to explain it to the mayor and the town council so that he looked like a hero for catching the mistake. I think I'm going to fuck that beautiful pussy one more time and go up and pack. I'm going to go home in the morning. I miss the sound of traffic in the morning and gun shots at night."He was exaggerating a little. San Francisco is a pretty quiet little city and a great place to visit. But I wouldn't want to live there full time.Bud left the next day and we all breathed a sigh of relief. Don't misunderstand. I like Bud and I was grateful for his help in this matter. He just gave us all the impression that he enjoyed this slave thing a little too much. I think that if he had been allowed free reign he would have been pretty rough on both of them. A lot more of what they had to do would have been done in public, maybe not in our little town, but in the nearby city. I think that Bud had a much dirtier mind than I did. That is saying something too, because I have a pretty dirty mind. As long as he stayed around though, I was worried that he might do something to jeopardize either my standing in the community or the Nelson's. I'm not trying to say that he was a loose cannon. He is very intelligent and he never did anything around town while he was here to put us in danger. There was just something about him that made you think that he might one day. We have settled into a routine now. The Nelson's furniture is in storage and at the rate their bank account is growing with all of their money being put away it won't be long before they can build another house like the one they had to sell. Their only expense is gas for their car. They eat all of their meals with me and I pay for the groceries and their utilities.Judy still comes over on weekends and sometimes during the week as well. She doesn't come alone anymore though. She has met and become very close to another woman and they both like spending time with Jessica. Dylan and I are honored on those rare occasions when we are allowed to watch. But normally when they have their little threesomes they go off and do it in private.Judy and her new girlfriend have tried to fix me up with straight friends of theirs. I am reluctant though. I have lived alone for a long time. I'm not sure if I am fit to live with now. God knows I wasn't when I got married all those years ago. But then again, I have really enjoyed having Jessica and Dylan around. Maybe I'll think about it some more.The EndTo that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you. Comments? Criticism? Email [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57 |
armywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/12/armywife.txt | |
wifeandi.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/09/wifeandi.txt | |
seductionofjennifer.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/77/seductionofjennifer.txt | Chapter 1Mark kept flicking the pages on the internet site until he found just the right image he was searching for. It was a lovely blonde and she was on her knees sucking a huge black cock. Mark studied the way her dainty white fingers were circled around the thick shaft. The camera got a nice shot of her diamond wedding ring as her lips locked onto that thick shaft.He quickly unzipped his pants taking out his semi-hard cock and began to beat off while starring at the image. She was lovely with long golden blonde hair. She resembled his wife, Jennifer down to every little detail. Her hair, her lips, her nose and the way her chin looked all reminded him of his lovely wife. Yeah, that's what attracted him to this picture. Ironically, Jennifer resembled Jennifer Aniston with long silky legs and a nice figure much like the famous actress. Jennifer's breasts were slightly larger but everything about her was an even match for sure. Mark kept stroking his cock trying to image that was Jennifer's lips circled around that massive black cock.He kept stroking faster and faster until he was ready to cum. Suddenly there was a knock at the screen door. Mark hurriedly tucked his cock back into his pants and quickly zipped himself up before standing up and looking toward the back door. It was their new neighbor, Clifton. "Come on in, Clifton. I didn't know it was you." Clifton walked in carrying a bowl of something as the screen door slammed shut behind him. Clifton was a tall slim black guy about six-five. He hand long fingers like an NBA player and reminded Mark of a player for fact."What's up, Mark? Is Jennifer home?" "She went out shopping about an hour ago, she should be home soon." Clifton walked in handing the bowl to Mark. Mark noticed Clifton was staring at the computer screen. "Oh, Uh, I was just looking at a few pictures on the net." Clifton chuckled before replying. "I see you were. She looks like she has her hands full doesn't she?" Clifton ended the sentence with a laugh. Mark held the bowl while leaning over and clicked the image off the screen."Hey, you needn't do that on my account. I just wanted to bring this homemade soup over for your wife to try." Mark felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, well, uh, I was just fooling around anyway. If Jennifer were home she'd be pissed if she caught me looking at porn again.""Oh, really. You mean she doesn't like porn or just won't let you look at it?" Mark carried the bowl into the kitchen as Clifton followed and looked back as he walked and replied. "Both!"Clifton chuckled again. "It's perfectly nature, Mark. People have sex." He laughed again as he added. "Don't tell me you don't have sex with your wife!" Mark laughed. "That's not it at all, Clifton, it's a long story I'd rather forget.""Oh, you got my curiosity going now Mark. Jennifer seems like such a nice pleasant woman. I figured you two had a wonderful sex life together." Uh, not to change the subject, but should I put this in the frig or what?"Clifton laughed. "Yeah, you better keep it chilled until she's ready to re-heat it. I gave her the receipt last week and wanted her to try it first." Mark put the bowl in the frig. Clifton was pulling a chair out from the kitchen table and sat down by the time Mark turned around. "So, Mark. Tell me why Jennifer won't allow you to look at porn. Is she jealous of other women?" Mark sat down on the other side as he laughed and shook his head, no. "It's not that at all Clifton. I really wish I could tell you more but it's a private thing between the two of us, that's all.""Oh, well... I understand. Let me give you a little advice if I may." Mark crossed his arms and starred over at Clifton as he leaned forward starring directly into Mark's eyes."I know it's none of my business but looking at porn is completely healthy for married couples like yourselves. If I might say, it enhances the experience and sometimes teaches you along the way." Mark laughed as he shook his head back and forth. "I never said Jennifer wasn't a good lover or anything. I just said she doesn't like porn or me even mentioning it in the house." Clifton leaned back in the chair starring at mark as he crossed his arms. He sat there a moment just starring until Mark smiled and said. "What?""There's something you're not telling me. I can feel it."Mark stood up nervously laughing and shaking his hands back and forth as he said. "Really, there isn't anything wrong, Clifton." Clifton stood up and pushed the chair back under the table. "OK, I understand. It's between you and your wife."Mark was nervously trying to laugh it off as he followed Clifton to the back door. Clifton turned around as he pushed on the screen door."Tell the Missus to try that soup." Mark listened to the sound of the thin wooden door as it slammed back against the jamb. He starred out the door watching Clifton walk back through the small gate that divided their back yard. Clifton turned and starred at the door as he pushed the gat shut. Their eyes met briefly with a quick stare until Mark turned away. Mark sighed as he hurriedly walked back to the computer and sat back down clicking the web site back on he had previously been before being interrupted. He still had time to cum before Jennifer came home. He eased the zipper down and arched up pulling his cock out than sat back down in the chair as he searched for the image he had found resembling his wife. He began stroking his cock but soon found himself thinking about the last argument he and Jennifer got into about swinging. He started to go soft but furiously worked his fingers on his cock trying to save his hard-on but it wasn't working."Damn it!" Mark kept messaging his now semi-hard cock as he starred at the picture thinking about Jennifer. He'd mentioned it several times over the past two years. She always ended the discussion with a flat out, No! She wanted no part of the swinging lifestyle. He thought about Clifton for a moment. How could he have explained to his neighbor that it wasn't about him looking at porn? How could he tell the man who just moved in next door little over a month ago that he'd asked his wife to swing with a black man?It wasn't that Mark wasn't happy with his sex life, it was just the fact that he wanted to experience what those husbands did on that web site he'd been visiting. He wanted to watch his own wife fuck a black guy. He wanted Jennifer to become a black cock loving whore. He wanted her to do it for him and her benefit! After all, was it asking too much of his wife to fuck another man? He explained repeatedly how much he approved of her seeing another man. All he wanted was to watch. He even brought up the fact that he had no interest in swinging with another couple. She'd never have to worry about him wanting strange pussy, that's for sure! Mark finally gave up after stroking his cock a while longer. He heard Jennifer's car pull up and quickly shut off the computer. He helped carry the groceries into the house."Clifton was here while you were gone. He bought you a bowl of his homemade soap he wanted you to try."Jennifer smiled as she put the last two cans away on the shelf."Oh, I forgot he told me he was bringing it over today. I'll have to thank him."Jennifer kissed her husband before opening the frig to retrieve the bowl while Mark starred out the back door and saw Clifton working in his back yard. Several weeks had passed. Jennifer was beginning to learn all sorts of new recipes she learned from Clifton. After all, Clifton was home all day since he was retired from the Navy. It must be nice only being in your forties and be able to spend most of your times with the neighbors wife. I think your getting the picture now. Yes, I always thought about Jennifer and Clifton getting it on. I can't tell you how many times I jerked myself off with that mental picture of Jennifer sucking Clifton's thick black cock. So, I guess your wondering how I know Clifton is hung like a miniature horse? You see, we joined the same fitness club together several weeks back. I saw him walking out of the shower one afternoon and couldn't belief what he had hanging between his legs. I learned a lot about Clifton. I always wondered why he never married. He finally broke down one afternoon and told me his wife was killed in a car crash when he was young. He ended up joining the Navy and never looked back. He said he traveled a lot over that time and never really thought about settling down. As it turned out, Clifton has become really good friends with me and my wife. I spend time at the club three times a week with Clifton. I listen to him talk about things he and Jennifer cooked that afternoon. Clifton kind of caught me off my guard one afternoon when we were driving home from the club. It sort of hit me for a loop that's for sure. Here we are driving back from the club. Clifton has me take a detour across town to the seedy area where they have these adult video rental places and things of that nature. We parked in front of the tattoo parlor and I thought Clifton was joking around when he pointed to the little shop next door that said, adult movies. Clifton is always telling jokes. I never know when to take him serious. We walked into the shop. There was a young female clerk working at the counter. She was reading a book or something when we stepped inside. She stopped momentarily to smile at us than went back reading whatever. Clifton was ahead of me and turned and gave me a silly grin after looking at the clerk. I looked to see what he was grinning about and noticed she had a huge pair of boobs and mostly exposed.I figured that must be a way to keep customers coming back for more movies. We started looking down the rolls of movies until Clifton came across the interracial section."Check this one out, Mark." Clifton gave me one that had a picture of a black guy the size of him. There was a pretty young blonde kneeling down next to the black guy holding onto that large sack between his legs. We spent at least thirty minutes walking back and forth down that interracial movie isle until it was about time for me to be home for dinner. Clifton stopped up near the counter and started looking through the glass showcase. I leaned over to see what he was looking at. There were dozens of different kind of condoms lined up across the glass shelf. "Tell me, Mark. If you were going to use one of these on a hot chick, which one you pick out?"I laughed and looked at Clifton who was looking back at me but looked serous."OK, let me have a look here."I studied the condoms and finally picked out a ribbed one in blue than another one that said it was so thin she'd never know you were wearing it. "OK, this one and the one over here on the end." Clifton stood up and got the female clerks attention. She brought out the two boxes and allowed Clifton to search around for extra-large sizes. He paid the woman and we left. We got in his car. He wanted me to try it out so he let me drive. We started to drive away from the curb when I finally asked."So, you must have met someone, Huh? You going to tell me who she is?"Clifton just grinned and pointed his finger at the windshield."Make a right turn here at the next light. There's a little bar on the left with a red roof. Just pull around into the parking lot and we'll have a cold one." I looked at my watch. "Jennifer is expecting me home by six-thirty for dinner." "Will you relax. I told Jennifer this afternoon we might stop for a beer or two so she already knows you're going to be late." "OK, thanks for telling me!"We sat at the bar drinking a couple cold sods watching billiards on a wide screen television when I finally asked Clifton. "Are you going to tell me about this woman you plan on banging?"Clifton sucked on that bottle a couple seconds longer than put the bottle down on the bar and just sat there starring down at the bar . I had to wait what seemed like minutes until he finally turned and looked seriously into my eyes and said. "You know Jennifer told me all about your fantasy."I looked at Clifton a little confused as I sat wondering what he meant when I asked about his new girlfriend. I finally swallowed kind of hard wondering what he meant and replied. "What fantasy are you talking about?" Clifton had to stretch this out longer taking another long swig of that beer than slammed it down on the bar and looked at me again."Alright Mark. Let me just say this first. You're a very lucky guy your wife hasn't filed for a divorce from you up to now."Clifton really had me mixed up by now as I shook my head holding my hands in the air. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Clifton twisted around on his stool and looked around the bar to see if anyone was listening than continued."Listen. It's a good thing I came around when I did to help you save your marriage. This thing about wanting Jennifer to screw another man was a bit to the extreme, wouldn't you think?"I just sat there red faced starring back at Clifton. I just felt like crawling under a table or something knowing that he knew what I said to Jennifer. I came to my senses a few seconds later and finally asked. "What business do you have talking to my wife about our private life anyway, Clifton?" He abruptly interrupted me pointing his finger in my face."Listen, I'm trying to help you our here... fool, before you get yourself thrown out of your house. Just sit there and listen to what I have to say here."I kind of relaxed but I was still angry but sat there waiting for an explanation from a guy I thought was my friend. "You have a gorgeous wife there, Mark. She loves you beyond what you could imagine. Sometimes I have to wonder why when I hear about these men that want to try and ruin everything over something stupid as your selfish dirty fantasy."I think he was trying to make me feel bad about myself here but I listened to what he had to say. "Mark, you should be ashamed of making a request to your wife like that. I can't think of anything worse than making a suggestion of that sort. You should be thankful and lucky I was able to talk to your wife like I did." Clifton took another sip of his beer and continued his little speech. He certainly had my attention. I don't know what I'd do if Jennifer ever asked me to leave the house! I love her too much! Clifton pointed his finger at me saying."I'm willing to help you out here Mark but you're going to have to develop a little patience and willingness to listen and do exactly what I say otherwise you could end up being a divorced man if you don't! Do you understand where I'm coming from, Mark?"I gulped. "Yeah, alright... sure, just tell me what's on your mind.""I think I finally got Jennifer a little more at ease with your crazy idea and if you do what I just told you everything will be alright."I was getting impatient and blurted out. "What! You haven't told me anything yet except tell me I'm selfish and dirty!"I didn't realize I had spoken so loud and everyone in the bar was staring at us. Clifton finished his beer. "Come on, let's go. We'll finish this in the car." We got out to the parking lot and I waited for Clifton to unlock the door. He pooped the trunk open as I got in the front seat and waited. He sat down behind the wheel. He had a little packet with him. I kept starring. They were pictures. He handed them over to me. I started to thumb through them and flipped each one back with my mouth wide open. They were pictures of my wife wearing her sexy new black bikini. They appeared to be taken from Clifton's back yard looking into mine. Jennifer was laying on a lounger in the first two, one with her top undone laying on her tummy.I flipped to the next picture and she was sitting up smiling over at Clifton's camera. The next one had her standing near our fence smiling at the camera. I flipped to the next picture and Jennifer had her back the camera. Her hips were arched and she had her ass stuck out in a playful manor looking back at the camera over her shoulder. The next picture had Jennifer playfully leaning over with her ass stuck out toward Clifton. She was pretending to work in her garden. The next one made me gasp. Jennifer was posing with her hands cupping her bikini clad breasts for Clifton. The smile on her face said it all. The last picture had Jennifer lying on a towel posing for the camera on her side. Her head was propped up on her hand while her other arm was hidden behind her back so Clifton could see her body. Mark followed the curves of her tapered waist down to her shapely long legs glistening with lotion in the sun.Clifton grabbed the pictures out of my hand and tucked them back into the plastic pouch. He looked over at me as he placed them inside his shirt pocket. "It took me a while to gain her trust enough to take those pictures you know." I could feel my blood begin to boil as I asked. "Have you been screwing my wife, damn you?" Clifton chuckled as he replied like a confident playboy. "Not yet." I started to make a fist and swung my arm back as Clifton reached out. "Now just hold on there Mark my boy. Weren't you the guy we were just talking about that wanted to see his wife screw another man?" My arm eased up and I just starred at Clifton. "What did I tell you about patience in the bar just a few minutes ago?" I sighed and just banged the side of the car door with my fist. "Damn it, Clifton. I don't really want my wife screwing around with another man!""Yes you do otherwise you would have never brought it up to her. I also remember the day I came over to your house a few months ago and you were looking at interracial porn on the internet. You laid and told me all those goofy made up stories about how your wife didn't like sex! Remember all that?"I just shook my head starring out the window."Yeah, OK... so what."Clifton didn't say anything as he started the car and we drove out of the parking lot. We got a couple blocks away when he finally started to talk again. "You're going to get to see your fantasy come true just like you wanted, Mark. You'll have to just be patient and let me take care of everything." I looked over at Clifton as he drove the car. "You're telling me you never laid a hand on my wife?" Clifton was silent for a minute or so and kept driving. He finally looked over at me and saw I was waiting for a reply. "I gave her a little kiss on the cheek the other day and had my hand on her jean covered ass but that's about it, Mark." My heart was racing as he told me this."You never kissed her on the lips or touched her anywhere?" "Listen, Mark. We were dancing to the music of this cooking show the other afternoon. She left me hold her briefly and we hugged and I let my hand slip down over her ass."I waited for Clifton to continue as he drove and looked occasionally over at me."She didn't stop me, that's for sure so I gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek and she hugged me tight in return." I just sat there thinking. I have to admit I was getting aroused at the thought of Jennifer hugging Clifton. We were almost home when Clifton pulled the car over to the curb and put it in park."Listen Mark, you can't go home and say anything about this to your wife. Do you understand?' "Yeah, sure. I won't say anything.""Listen, I know you want to enjoy this fantasy of your and I'm going to make it happen. Just be patient with me and I'll tell you what's going on day to day."He kept staring at me to reply in some way. "Are you fine with that, Mark?"I hesitated than finally shook my head up and down. "Good, now don't let me down by going home and starting a fight with your wife now over these stupid pictures. We were just having a little fun that afternoon is all."I finally got up enough nerve to ask. "What are your plans. I mean, what I'm I going to get out of all this?" Clifton laughed. "Just hold your horses, Mark. I know you're interested in watching. I'm going to arrange that for you somehow. Just let me figure everything out, ok?"I sat there starring at those condoms between our seats. I than looked over at Clifton and said. "Are you sure this is going to work?" Clifton busted out with laughter. "Don't worry about a thing, Mark. I have everything under control."Clifton pulled away from the curb and pulled into his driveway. I looked over at my house and saw the light on in the kitchen. Jennifer would be waiting for me. Clifton pointed his finger at me one more time when we got out of the car."Remember, not one word!"I just grinned as I shook my head in agreement and walked toward my house. End of Chapter 1...Thank you for reading my story. I have 9 more chapters finished. You can read my profile at my site: www.karenkayonline.com |
sights.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/37/sights.txt | It was one of those rare times when I had a weekend off from work, so I decided to head out and do some bike riding along the river in a town about a half hour from where I live. The bike path is actually an old canal towpath, and it runs between the canal and the river. I was in a somewhat isolated spot, when I came out on an area where the riverbank has a little inset, and I came upon a group of teens, having a bit of fun in the river.There were about 6 of them, 4 girls and 2 guys. They and all looked to be between 14 and 17, perhaps... it was hard to tell. All of them were only in their underwear, not even swimsuits. While four of them were having fun in the water, two of the girls were sitting on a log on one side of the inset, facing me, each with a hand inside the other's panties.I stopped pedaling and ducked behind a tree to watch. The part of the towpath I was biking on is little used, so they would only be spotted by anyone walking past, and from the tree I was behind, combined with the shrubbery, I had a perfect view across the inset, yet was invisible to them.Well, I THOUGHT I was invisible to them. I'll explain that at the end.These two girls were simply beautiful! Both were brunettes, the one closest to the bank with a figure that was barely contained by the bra she wore, and the other with barely discernible breasts. And oblivious to their friends playing in the water near them, they were well into their finger play. It got even hotter a moment later when the first girl lifted her friend's bra to her neck and began nibbling and licking on the most beautiful pair of breasts I've ever had the chance to see, barely big enough for a mouthful, but still perfect for licking. That seemed to set them both off. And when it was over, their lips met in a long lingering kiss, and then both girls removed their bras and dived into the water.It goes without saying that I had to keep myself under control out of necessity, and I took that moment to quietly hop on my bike, and I rode past the scene, giving the group a friendly wave as I biked out of sight.I biked another three miles or so, then turned to return back to where I parked my car. As I was passing by the inset, all the kids were gone except for the two girls I'd watched earlier enjoying each other. They were just climbing back onto their own bikes to head home, I was guessing. And as I pedaled by, the younger one casually called out to me "Hey, did you like what you saw earlier?"I almost crashed into the canal, I was so shocked at having been found out!They just laughed and said, "See ya!" and pedaled off in the opposite direction.And that scene has dominated my fantasies ever since then.****-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 37 |
mymidlife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/mymidlife.txt | It all started innocently enough. I was running some errands at the local mall of our college town on my day off. Just the usual stuff, you know, picking up some food for the dog and cats, getting a prescription filled, and browsing through the department stores looking for bargains- one of my favorite hobbies. As I was looking at some blouses, I overheard a man's voice that I recognized, but I couldn't place. He was talking to someone else nearby in the same department. When I turned to look, I recognized him immediately. It was Randy, someone I had had a fling with in the distant past, about 30 years before. It really hadn't been much of a fling. I had fallen hard for him when we were both students at the university. He had sandy brown hair and was a member of the university soccer team. I remembered thinking that I couldn't believe someone as attractive as him could be interested in a girl like me. The first time I was alone with him in my apartment (when he had come over looking for my roommate), I had impulsively started flirting, then making out with him. I wound up giving him a blowjob right in the living room. I felt a little slutty, but at that time I had multiple boyfriends and was far more adventurous than I was when I settled down and got married. As it turned out, Randy had not been interested in me, but only used me to fulfill his needs. I would blow him whenever he wanted, dutifully swallowing every drop, while he never did anything to pleasure me. One night when I had finished sucking him, I blurted out how much I liked him. He replied that he did not feel the same way and that he had a serious girlfriend out of state. I was only some convenient entertainment. It had been a real blow to my self esteem.Now here he was, apparently he was a salesperson in the department store. I immediately felt very shy and hid from his sight. However, just the thought of those adventurous days had made me a little excited.That night my husband of 30 years and I made love. I had a crashing orgasm, helped along by my fantasy of seeing Randy again. I assumed that it would remain only a fantasy. My husband Jim and I had what I would call a satisfying sex life. He was quite a considerate lover, always assuring that I had an orgasm by eating me or playing with my clit. I enjoyed sex with him, though his penis is quite small, about 5 inches long when fully erect and pretty skinny as well. I remembered that Randy's cock was much larger, a good 7 and a half to 8 inches long and very thick. I had always longed to have it in my pussy, but he had never obliged me, insisting that I suck him off. Jim and I were very open about our fantasies and desires, so when he asked me what I was thinking about when I had my big orgasm, I told him about seeing Randy that day. Jim knew the whole story about Randy and me, and even seemed to enjoy hearing about my slutty days. We talked for a while and lay in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Suddenly, Jim said, "You know, I bet if Randy knew what he had missed and how hot you are still, he'd jump at the chance to have sex with you." I liked to think that this was true. I have gotten myself in shape over the years running about 3 miles a day and exercising. My breasts are still perky for a woman of 48 years and I am slimmer than I have ever been. Jim continued, "If you wanted to try and seduce Randy, I wouldn't mind, though I would like to see some of the action." I laughed and dismissed him, though I knew that he was serious. He had often brought up the idea of me having sex with another, and this appeared to be a great turn-on for him. I always said that it was him who wanted to have sex with a man. Anyway, I had always assumed that these fantasies would never become a reality. However, as the days went by I found myself more and more consumed with thoughts of Randy and what he would think of my now. I decided to give him a little show of what he had missed one day. Donning a short black skirt with thong underwear, sheer black hose, high heels, and a clingy top that gave an ample view of my cleavage, I decided to visit the department store for a little shopping. I had to admit I looked sharp as I viewed myself in the mirror. What could be the harm in a little flirting. At the store, I spotted Randy. He still looked handsome and in shape, a quite attractive man. I approached him as if to ask him a question, pretending not to recognize him. He recognized me immediately and gushed about how good I looked. I know I must have blushed with the attention. We chatted a while, I found out that he had moved back to the area recently after divorcing. When he asked if I was married, I hesitated, and then said no. I don't know why I did that but I was enjoying the attention from him so much. I felt prettier than I ever had before. He said we should go out some time and I impulsively asked him to come to dinner at my house. He immediately accepted. My head was spinning as I left the mall. What had I just done? Why hadn't I told him that I was married? Deep inside, I knew why. I was hoping to have one last fling with him. I tearfully confessed to Jim that evening. Jim seemed taken aback, but then he said that he wouldn't mind if I had a one night stand. He did say that he would like to watch the scene if we could figure out a way to do it. When the night came, I was dressed to kill. I was wearing a red silk blouse without a bra with the first two buttons undone. My nipples were constantly erect in that top. I had on a tight knit skirt, black hose, black shoes, and no panties.We had devised a hiding place for Jim. He would watch from our living room closet as the show unfolded. I had never been so excited in my life. Randy arrived and greeted me warmly. He was already being more affectionate than he had ever been when we were in school. We had a nice meal and some wine. I made sure to bend in front of him, nearly revealing my nipples several times and I could feel his eyes on my ass when I bent over, which I did often. I suggested we go sit in the living room and we did so. We were drinking wine with some music on and the feeling was getting very cozy. When I sat down in the chair across from him, I let my skirt ride up my legs. As I crossed my legs, I know he got a glimpse of my shaved pussy. I know because his eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Oh Carrie," he said. "You look so beautiful." I teased him some more, showing more and more of my pussy as my skirt slid up. "You know Randy," I said. "I never could get you to lick my pussy before. Do you think that you could do it now." He immediately got up and walked over to where I was sitting and kneeled between my legs. What a switch this was! Now I was the one being serviced! He lifted my skirt to reveal my twat in all its glory. I threw my legs over his shoulders as he began licking my clit furiously. Soon I had my legs up in the air as wide apart as I could get them while he raked his tongue across my open pussy lips. I could not believe I was exposing myself like this to a man who wasn't my husband. Very quickly I had a shuddering orgasm and groaned loudly.We began kissing frantically after that and he pulled my top and skirt off, leaving me clad in only my black hose. I helped him out of his clothes and took my turn kneeling in front of him. His cock tasted so good and I knew I was driving him crazy. I squeezed and kneaded his hairy balls with my free hand. Then I stood and leaned over the couch, exposing my ass and pussy to him. He quickly took his place behind me and began pumping furiously. His dick felt bigger than I had had in 30 years and it was driving me to ecstasy. He reached around and fondled my breasts, caressing my rock hard nipples. Suddenly, I felt something I hadn't felt in 30 years, a searing orgasm as I was being fucked. That took Randy over the edge and he spurted his load inside me. It seemed to go on forever as he groaned over and over. When he finally pulled out, his cum poured out of my reddened pussy. Afterwards, Randy told me how beautiful he thought I was and he apologized for the way he had treated me in college. We shared a long kiss at the door. I had almost forgotten about Jim in the closet. I found him cum stained and happy. Without my knowledge, he had taken a video of the whole escapade. We watch it often now as a prelude to our lovemaking. Randy has called me often trying to arrange another meeting, but I have turned him down so far. It's kind of fun watching him be the one who is left hanging. END |
brandi1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/brandi1.txt | Brandi is seventeen, five-foot-six, 105 pounds, silky slightly wavy natural blonde hair. Her breasts point proudly out from her chest. They are according to Brandi too small. She has 34-A cups, with nipples a lovely shade of pink. Beneath the soft pink nipples, lay a lovely shade of pink areolas no more than the size of a quarter. Her breasts have never been touched or suckled by anyone. She is a virgin.Brandi is ever the charmer. Her school mates voted her most personable. She is one of those girls that everyone wants to be associated with. She always has a smile on her face and offers everyone a word of kindness. Brandi Lawson is an innocent 17 year old with one burning desire. She wants her breasts to be larger.It was nearly 11:30 on Tuesday morning, and Brandi was walking across the evenly cut grass of Camp Down's Hidden Lake. The image of the young beauty was highlighted by the tailored tee-shirt and shorts she was wearing. Brandi wore a small tee-shirt, and the seams on each side sown again, and the matching shorts, had been tailored to fit her hips perfectly, without appearing obscene. The tailoring of the shorts reflected the gentle roundness of her hips. Tailoring of the legs, and the seams taken in, had created an added touch with a "v" cut at the bottom and outside of each leg opening.Unknown to Brandi, she was being studied by Viola Down, the wife of Joe. They were the owners of the nearly 1,500 acre camp. A man-made lake covered more than 200 acres, of the camp, and ran between two of the hills of the camp ground. The shoreline twisted in and out following the little stream beds and tree line. Viola or Vi as she was known watched the girl as she walked across the grass. She watched as Brandi walked in a zigzag pattern viewing the patches of flowers that grew around trees, or the open lawn, or even around the various building of the camp.This was Brandi's sixth year of attending the camp, Vi recalled and then she remembered it was her first year as a counselor. She also remembered Brandi was self assured, and respectful of others regardless of her age. It was the main reason Vi had approved of her as a counselor. Vi had been impressed with the letter Brandi wrote inquiring about a counselor's position. In fact she was so impressed she did not just write her back she called her as soon as she had read the letter and confirmed her appointment as a counselor. What confused Vi was Brandi's insistence about wearing clothing that was tailored for her instead of just buying what was on the shelf in the stores. As Brandi passed Mrs. Brown she said hello and continued on to the mess hall. She got her food and went to sit with the other counselors.Easing toward the tables, Brandi spotted a 20-year-old boy she knew, Rob Hennings. He was sitting with two other counselors whom she did not recognize. She assumed they were new and had not been at the camp before. Rob lived in the same exclusive neighborhood where she resided. Brandi knew of his reputation with girls. Her friend Traci Engram had been enticed by Rob to go for a ride with him in his new car. Rob had taken her out into the country and convinced her to disrobe so he could see how beautiful she was. Traci went on to say Rob coached her on how to touch him and how to get him hard. He then caressed her breasts, and when he got her turned on enough he managed to take her virginity. He told her she would be his girlfriend and his one and only. However, Traci was not fully developed and her little pussy was not able to accept Rob's manhood. He damaged her to the point she had to be hospitalized. The damage was severe enough that Traci's doctors told her parents she probably would never have children. To avoid a scandal Rob's father paid for all of Traci's medical care and according to Traci gave her a very large cash settlement making sure she would be set for the rest of her life. Brandi would sit with Rob and his friends but she did not trust him.The other counselors at the table with Rob were 18-year-old Linda Brickell, an attractive blonde, and Norma Brown, a vivacious 17-year-old redhead. Brandi greeted the three, and asked if she could join them. Over lunch, they spoke of their assignments and the campers arriving tomorrow. They were anxious to get the summer camping underway. Within ten minutes they were joined by Jan Proctor, another 17-year-old, with long brown hair. After lunch Rob announced he was going to take a boat and go up the lake. He asked all the girls to go with him. Three of them said yes but Brandi remembering her friend's situation said she would be going to a place she found in the hills that was special to her so she could rest and think about the rest of the summer. It was a place she found her very first year as a camper and she always went back to it on the first day each summer she came to camp.Brandi walked down to the dock with the other four, saw them off, and then started walking along the shoreline, till she found the trail going into the woods. While walking, Brandi, remembered the conversation she and her mother, Julia, had yesterday. She had asked her mother to let her get breast implants. Julia had repeated her "No" once more, and informed Brandi that her breasts were perfect, and said she was too young to have implants.Brandi realizing it was fruitless to pursue any further discussion with her mother went to her room. She was going to call her father. But she looked at the alarm clock and noticed it was almost ten thirty. She showered, dressed and got ready to go to town. Her plan was to take her father to lunch to give him the opportunity to discuss her idea of having implants. She was not sure he would go along with her but she was going to do what she could to convince him. Arriving at her father's office, she was greeted by the receptionist, and Brandi asked if her father was available. The receptionist called her father, and after a brief conversation, Brandi was told to go into her father's office. Brandi looked at the engraved nameplate on her father's office door that read, Bradford Lawson, President. Walking over to her father, Brandi kissed his cheek, and asked, "Would you like to have lunch with me, Daddy?""Sure, why not, I have no appointments until four this afternoon, so what say we go to my club for lunch?" He admired his daughter. She had the looks and figure of her mother. She was beautiful and she was his!Entering his private club, Bradford was greeted by the hostess, who asked, "Having lunch with us today, Mr. Lawson and Miss Lawson?" Then the hostess added to her greeting, "There is about a fifteen minute wait, and if you would like to wait in the bar, I will come and get you when a table is available.""That would be fine, Shelly, my daughter and I will go into the bar."Bradford walked to the end of the bar, and helped Brandi, up onto the barstool. He was treated to a view of her legs under the short skirt. The bartender, Janice, asked, "Mr. Lawson, would like you usual martini' Something for Miss Lawson?""May I Daddy' I would like something smooth.""Janice, please fix Brandi a grasshopper. Not too heavy on the alcohol."While having their drinks, they both decided to have the soup and sandwich lunch special, and Bradford ordered them both another round of cocktails. They finished their lunch shortly after one, and Bradford ordered one more round. As they were enjoying their third cocktail, Brandi had twisted sideways on her stool, and had her legs propped up on the rungs of her father's bar stool. Bradford glanced down and realized he could look up his daughter's 17-year-old thighs. In fact he could see that her panties had slid over and had split her sex down the middle.The view to Bradford was unreal, as he could see the hair as it grew down the side of her right labia, and that she shaved it where her legs joined her torso. Bradford was unable to determine if his daughter was intentionally allowing her sex to be shown, but believed that she did not know her sex was split by her panties, and she was exposed. They continued to speak, and when Brandi asked Bradford, "Daddy, will you tell mom I can get implants, because I'm tired of being a 34-A".For several minutes the topic of having implants took over the afternoon conversation, and Brandi was treated to another cocktail, as did her father. Calling his office, Bradford informed his administrative assistant that he would not return to the office until the following day.Looking down at his daughters legs, Bradford was surprised that the crotch of his daughter's panties, had moved even more, and he was able to view part of Brandi's inner sex. What caused him to reach out and, and using his fingers, catch the material of his daughter's panties, and to pull it over to cover her sex? When his fingers touched Brandi's sex, he could feel how wet she was as his fingers slipped under the material. Pulling his hand out from under his daughter's skirt, he looked at Brandi and told her, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched you like that, but you were exposing your kitty, I'm sorry baby girl.""Don't worry Daddy, and besides I should be more careful." Then Brandi thought of how she would be nude at times when they were at home, or traveling in the RV. Having seen her father nude also, Brandi hadn't found her father's touching her, inappropriate, although she knew her mother would be critical, as she had told her many times not to be nude in front of her father.By now, Bradford knew that neither could drive after the four drinks they had consumed. Calling Janice over, he asked if she could get them one of the small rooms where they could set and drink coffee and wait for the effects of the alcohol to wear off. The rooms were actually small bedrooms, and their usage was never discussed, nor a charge made for any member who requested use of a room. Charges were made when someone from out of town wished to stay in the club, as a guest of the club member.Entering the room, Bradford removed his suit jacket, kicked off his shoes, and then decided to remove his tie and shirt. He got on the bed and watched as his daughter flipped through the channels on the TV. To his surprise, he watched as Brandi kicked off her heels, and then slipped her blouse over her head, and then unsnapped her skirt and let it slide down her legs, and onto the floor. Picking up her skirt, Brandi placed it on the night stand. Looking at his daughter, in nothing but her bra and panties, Bradford saw that she had no problem being in such a state of dress, or undress he chuckled to himself.Moving over to the bed on unsteady legs, Brandi more or less fell onto the bed, and as she settled back, moved onto her side and rested with her right leg up over her father, and went promptly to sleep. For Bradford, the scene was unbelievable, and he felt the smooth young skin of his daughter against him. For three hours they napped, and then Bradford called Julia, and told her that he and Brandi were having a bite to eat at the club.Waking Brandi, he told her she should shower and then he would, and then they would get their cars and head for home. Bradford watched in surprise as his daughter stood directly in front of him, no more than two feel away, and removed her bra, and then pushed her panties down over her hips. Then she walked to the shower and washed off. When she was finished, Bradford undressed and showered. While drying off, he knew Brandi was watching him as he undressed, and looking, saw her eyes were studying his partial erection. Brandi walked over and hugged her father, only wearing her panties, and asked, "Daddy, you still haven't said I could get implants."Thinking to himself, Bradford knew he was holding his nude body against his daughter's panty clad nubile young body. "Brandi, wait until you are eighteen, and if you still want to have them done, then I will say you're old enough to make your own decision, and I will pay for the implants, but let me tell your mother."Then the two of them dressed and left for home, first getting a coffee each to drink as they drove home.#####Now Brandi was walking through the wooded trail, and soon found the clearing with the flat rocks that seemed to have been placed on the ground by someone. During the times she was attending camp, the counselors had told the campers that the stones were placed in the clearing by Indians. One thing that stood out in Brandi's mind about the stones and the area they were in was that the grass never grew high in the clearing.Looking, Brandi saw Linda and Jan were cruising on the far side of the lake, while Rob and Norma were on this side of the lake. In a short while, Rob had pulled around the bend in the shore line and Brandi lost sight of him and Norma.Moving onto the larger of the flat stones, which were about three feet high; Brandi stretched out and decided to get a sun tan. Setting up, Brandi pulled her tee shirt over her head, and then removed her shorts, and using them as a pillow, lay back to tan. Finally, Brandi decided to remove her bra and panties, and suntan in the nude, as she had no tan lines as she would lie in the tanning booth in the basement at home.Unknown to Brandi, Joe Down, was hiking and video taping the birds and deer or other wildlife in the woods on the camp ground. Looking toward the clearing, he saw a girl was removing her shirt and shorts, and then to his surprise she even removed her underwear. Joe turned his attention from the wildlife to the pretty teen. He could not believe how beautiful the girl was. Her breasts, though small, were perfect cones, and her nipples were a pink shade he had never seen, and that included the girls he would see in strip clubs when he went once in a while. As Brandi lay back, she opened her legs, so her thighs, on the inside would tan. Looking at her sex through the camera lens, Joe was moving the zoom image in and out, and seeing how her sex was partly opened. Using the zoom on the camera, he was able to capture the dark blonde hair of her pubes, and he saw how she had trimmed it around the lips of her sex. Moving the camera up, Joe could not believe the perfect shape of her small breast, what would it be like to suck on them? He wondered. And asking himself, "Man, how many guys have had their mouths and lips on those nipples?"Joe had no idea that the lovely girl was still a virgin, and no boy had ever touched her body. He continued to record her actions, when she turned on her tummy to tan her back, he could not believe the perfection of her buttocks. They were perfectly shaped, and rounded. Brandi spread her legs open, and as she lay on the rock, she recalled her father's promise. He would allow her to get implants if she wanted them when she turned eighteen. She recalled how her father's fingers had touched her sex, only to pull her panty over her. While she lay under the warm sun, she pressed down on the hard rock spread her legs apart, allowing the hot stone to rub her clit to the point of a gentle climax. Joe continued to tape the girl as she masturbated using the stone to get off. Joe watched and zoomed the camera lens so he was looking up in the partial opening of her labia. He caught the puddle she was leaving as she continued to work herself to a climax. Unable to join her, Joe continued to move the camera's zoom lens back and forth on the girl as she lay nude before him.Brandi was thinking about her father. His erection as a result of seeing her clad only in her panties. She knew she had crossed some taboos when they were in the private room at her father's club. When she moved to him and hugged him against her body, she'd felt her father's passion, felt his penis become completely erect. It was large it seemed to Brandi, her mother was so lucky he was so endowed. She remembered she almost fainted as it pressed against her stomach. She couldn't get over the feeling of the male organ against her body.Now she was rubbing hard against the stone her hormones finally exploded and she cried out, "Daddy, oh Daddy, if only we could be close, Daddyyyy!"Brandi felt her body starting to relax from her climax, and as she did, her eyes closed and she went to sleep. When she woke, she sensed she wasn't alone. She had an uneasy feeling someone was watching her. Looking around as she sat up on the rock, she saw no one. She dressed, while Joe filmed the action. He managed to catch it all. The bra, panties, tee shirt, shorts and finally her sandals.#####Norma was excited as Rob rowed the small boat around the shoreline, and when he reached a small area where some trees had fallen from the ice storm last winter, he pulled the boat up to a tree and tied it down with the rope used to anchor the boat to the pier. Helping Norma from the boat, he continued holding her hand as he led her into the trees and soon found a level spot with thick grass, and he sat down, pulling Norma down with him.The pretty redhead found she was being kissed in a manner she had never known. Her lips were pressed upon with a firm pressure from Rob, and his tongue was almost immediately attempting to enter her mouth. Norma had been kissed by boys, and had allowed them to put their tongues into her mouth. This was different, and she wasn't certain exactly what was the difference between the boys in her past, and the kiss from Rob.Norma knew that the handsome older youth was from a very wealthy family, and his reputation with girls was very simple, he got what he wanted or he didn't date the girl. Somehow, Norma believed she could capture the young man where others had not, especially as she listened to Rob telling her how beautiful she was. While allowing boys some freedom, Norma had never gone all the way, and had not done it yet. The closest Norma had come to letting some boy take her sexually was with Bobby Hardesty, and she had allowed him to push her sweater up, and kiss and suck her nipples through her bra, while he lay on top of her and rubbed against her sex.With Bobby she was supposedly going steady, and now she was cheating on him, but she believed she could become Rob's steady girl. Norma knew she would likely need to let him touch her intimately, perhaps after a few minutes, she would allow him to touch between her legs. Will I need to let him touch me inside my clothes, Norma wondered' Then she felt her body being pressed down onto the ground, and her tee-shirt was being pulled from her body. Before she could respond, her bra had been removed and it was lying on the ground next to her shirt.Feeling her nipples being kissed and sucked for the first time, Norma felt a strange sensation run from her breast to her sex. She made a feeble protest as she felt Rob easing her shorts down from her body. Soon she felt her panties being pulled following her shorts down her legs. Rob never moved his lips from the pink nipples and the large sized areolas that surrounded the tall and somewhat long nipples that crowned Norma's 34-B cup breast."No, Rob, I've never been touched like this! You must stop! Stop! Oh Rob! Please don't put your fingers there! Rob ohhhhh, Rob!" Then Norma felt Rob kissing her stomach, and when his lips moved and kissed the thick mat of auburn colored hair that spread about two inches across her lower stomach, and part way down her labia, Norma's hips bumped up from the ground.Norma was fearful of the act of oral sex. She had not liked it in the past though she did not understand why. Now the sensations of a male tongue licking and flipping her sex and across her clitoris, was so wonderful, that Norma was becoming a quivering mass of jelly. Then the mouth moved away from her sex, and the loss of contact between Rob's tongue and her sex, left Norma in a frantic way, but she could not bring herself to ask him to lick her more.Watching, as if in a dream, Norma lay on the ground, her body nude, with no clothing covering her, and looked at Rob as he removed his own clothes. When Rob pulled his boxers from his body, Norma was face-to-face with the first penis of her life. At seventeen, and still a virgin, Norma could not believe a boy was nude, as was she, and there could be no doubt, if she didn't stop Rob now, she would never stop him. She was about to be penetrated for the first time.Her body trembled in unknown fear. It is a fear all virgins face when they have their first sexual experience Norma reached out and pushed against Rob's chest when he lay over her. She pushed as hard as she could. She brought both of her hands to press on his chest attempting to stop him. He just continued to press on. She pushed herself up and tried to turn over but he had covered her so well she couldn't move him. Norma felt Rob moving his body between her legs, and she pushed even harder on the boy's chest, but to no avail."No, Rob! No we can't have sex! Please, I'm a virgin! I want to stop and dress!" Norma sobbed out as she felt a penis pressing against her vagina. Then Rob moved his lips to hers, and kissing her, then moved his lips against her ear and told her, "Be mine, just you and I, let me love you and feel your love for me."Norma did not believe everything she was hearing from the young lover. She reached down and placed her hand onto his groin to stop him from entering her. She was successful for a moment. Rob guided her hand onto his erection, and she wondered if what she was feeling was true. She had heard Rob had a very large thing. She had nothing to compare it to other than the fact her hand could not close around it. She determined from feeling that it must be large. Now before he could remove her she had to feel how long it was. She moved her hand down the shaft till she reached pubic hair and skin. She was sure it was at least three of her hands long.Then in the heat of the moment having lost all reason she guided the end of his penis into her virginal opening. Rob becoming impatient, reached down and took his penis and commenced working the head up and down between the lips of her sex. Each time the thick crown of his manhood struck the clit at the top of Norma's cleft, Rob felt her body jerk. The 20-year-old was soon to capture his eighth cherry, and he moved so the head of his penis slipped inside the labia of the lovely redhead."No! Rob! Stop! No... I can't do it! I'm not that kind of girl! Take it out! Its starting to hurt! NO!" Norma was no longer able to speak. She felt the pressure building inside her, and the thick thing was pushing back and forth into her body, finally he shoved as hard as he could."Rob! Stop! Stop! Take it out, ohhhhh, Gawd! You're killing me! Someone help me! Augh! HELP NO! OH NO! Why did you go all the way in me? Now I'm not a virgin," Norma sobbed out. Like other girls, Norma knew that some girls had no problem losing their virginity, but she did not want to have sex for at least two or more years, and even considered waiting until she was married. She had never wanted to have sex this way. Rob continued to force himself in and out of her. Her pain was growing.Rob was telling her that he loved her, and how wonderful she felt as she gave herself to him. For Norma, she knew she had not given herself to him, and then she feared the worst. She knew how a woman's cycle worked and she knew she was in the most fertile part of her cycle. 'Perhaps I will get pregnant and have our baby, Rob's and mine,' she thought. She endured the burning sensations of the first erect penis moving in and out of what she felt sure was her torn and bleeding sex.Afterward hey lay side-by-side, and Norma felt some comfort in listening to the handsome Rob tell her he loved her. 'They could be together all summer while in camp,' he said to Norma. She heard that they would always be together. She could feel the evidence of their bodies having joined as the wetness dripped from her sex. She sat up and felt pain crossing her lower body, and through her sex, as she moved. She knew it was from the penetration but she didn't how bad he had hurt her.Looking at Rob, with tears in her eyes, she saw the evidence of her lost virginity on the half erect penis of the boy, red on his pubic hair and body. Norma commenced sobbing. She was viewing the blood from her torn virginity, and looking between her own legs, saw a reddish mess, this was more than she expected. She wrapped her arms around herself, sobbing and rocking back and forth as she remembered what had happened in the last half hour. Rob moved to stand next to her, wrapped his arms around the crying teen, kissed her face, then her lips, and once again told her how he loved her; that they would be together all summer, she would be his forever. There was no doubt that Rob had used these same words before, and he had them almost memorized.Rob saw the evidence of the girl's ruptured cherry. "Norma," he said, "Come on, we will get in the water, and I will wash you off." They took turns washing the other, and as Norma was washing away the evidence of her torn virginity, she watched Rob becoming erect. "What if I'm pregnant that would mean Rob and I would need to marry, and with his family being wealthy, I and my child would be living in a big home and have nice furniture and clothes," Norma thought to herself.Rob's erection belied his excitement of being with Norma. He wanted her again and he convinced her to do it once more. This time when he laid Norma down on the grass, She had only one thought, "I might become pregnant when he lets his sperm come into me." Norma had studied the facts on becoming pregnant, and knew the mechanical aspects of how it worked between a man and woman, and how the woman becomes pregnant.The sex still hurt her, but Rob worked to make it good for the pretty girl, and he loved the lush red hair that covered Norma's head and the auburn lush growth covering her sex. Then Norma felt her body responding to Rob as he plunged in and out of her driving hard and fast. Her mind began to focus strictly on becoming pregnant, and how wonderful it would be when they were married and she could have money for she and her baby. As Norma's mind traveled that line of thought, her body responded to Rob's firm and demanding strokes.Norma knew that Rob was about to release his semen into her waiting body, and she cried out, "Now! Rob! Rob! Oh Rob now! Give me your seed! I want you! Now, aughhhh!" With that moment in time, Rob was shooting his sperm into the red-haired beauty, and Norma's wishes of becoming pregnant were being fulfilled. For the almost three months of camp, the two lovers met daily and enjoyed the acts of creation, and only Norma considered it such an act, while Rob only enjoyed the soft and shapely thighs of the red-haired beauty and her soft breasts with pink nipples. He could not get enough of her He loved sucking her and working her up to climax orally. He took exceptional pride in bringing her off each time he went down on her. For Norma, she did not relish having Rob's semen in her mouth, but she finally was able to swallow his juices, and once she had mastered the act, enjoyed it thereafter. The two youths were soon adapted lovers, and knew the touch, the other wanted as they gave each other the forbidden pleasures. Norma somehow knew she had a child in her womb.When summer ended, Norma had returned home and to high school. She was a senior now. Rob, returned to his Ivy League university to complete his senior year and graduate. By the end of October, Norma knew without doubt she was pregnant, and one Saturday morning, while her father was playing golf, she confessed to her mother that she was pregnant, and who the father of the baby was.When Norma's father, Arthur returned from golf, the three of them sat down at the dinning room table, and Arlene explained Norma's pregnancy. Arthur rose from the table and swore in a loud voice, "I will kill the son-of-a-bitch," and then he asked, "Who got my little girl pregnant?"Looking at his daughter, who was crying and afraid her father would kill Rob and herself, spoke with a tear filed eyes, "Daddy, it was Rob Hennings!"When Arthur heard who had gotten his daughter pregnant, he cursed and swore he would send the young man to jail forever for raping his daughter. After more than an hour of ranting and raving Arlene finally got the family to settle down, and suggested that she telephone Rob's parents, and ask to meet with them. Arthur agreed to this. They called and set up the meeting, and Rob's parents could not understand why the Brown family wished to meet with them.When they were seated in the Hennings' living room, the conversation started out with just normal greetings. Finally Arthur explained that their son had gotten his daughter pregnant, and to give the child legitimacy Norma and Rob needed to get married. The Hennings were shocked at the least. They tried to protest about whom the father of Norma's baby was. Arthur simply said it all in a terse statement, "Your son is an adult, and he had sex with an underage girl, my daughter, he was the first with her, and now she is pregnant. He told her all summer long that he loved her, they would be together forever."Rob's father tried to stop the discussion by saying, "My attorney will be in touch with you, and will make arrangement for the care of your daughter and her child."Arthur stood up, and with a cold look in his eye, told his wife and daughter, they needed to leave, "He's trying to make you a prostitute by thinking money will settle this matter. Mr. Hennings, we came here in good faith, thinking our children would marry, but if you want to insult my daughter, then we will file rape charges immediately with the police department, good day.""Wait, let me call my son, and hear what he has to say, please set back down, and this is a problem for all of us," Mrs. Hennings spoke in a calm voice. This was a day she had prepared herself for, especially as her husband had always found the sexual antics of their child humorous.Moving into Mr. Hennings den, they called on the speaker phone, and Mrs. Hennings asked that they all allow her to speak with her son without his knowing the others were listening. The Browns agreed. Norma felt anxious in knowing she would be hearing the person she loved speaking but unable to speak with him. Thinking to herself, Norma wondered, "Will Rob admit he loves me, or say it can't be his child?"When Rob answered the phone, his mother asked if he was alone, and he said yes, but he was expecting a couple of his fraternity brothers to come over in an hour. "Rob, I have a question to ask you, and remember I'm your mother, and I want the honest truth, understand, son?""Yes, Mom.""Rob, could you be the father of Norma Brown's child?"For a moment, no sound could be heard, then after a deep breath that could be heard over the phone, Rob responded, "Yes, Mom she is a wonderful girl, if she is pregnant, I will marry her, and I know it would have to be mine, as she and I were intimate at camp.""Thank you, Rob, now your father, Mr. And Mrs. Brown and I are going to leave the room, and you can speak with Norma, and son, she is a very lovely young lady, you be nice to her, bye, and here is Norma."The adults left the room, and for more than an hour, Norma remained on the phone, and when she returned to the room, Norma told the four adults, "Rob is coming home next weekend and wants to marry me, and he hopes that he can continue his education, and wishes for you to call him, Mr. Hennings."#####Back at camp, Brandi took a quick shower and as she had sunned herself on the rock, and walked back to the camp grounds, she felt someone was watching her. Perhaps I'm only thinking that someone is watching me because of laying nude under the Sun.The next day, Brandi was up at six o'clock, and as she dressed, she remembered how she had thought of her own father as she masturbated while laying on the rock in the nude. Brandi had only masturbated a few times in her life, and going to her diary, she opened the book to the last page, and made a notation, "M-DAD" and then wrote the date next to the letter. Brandi had written numbers down the page, and the entry was number seven.Studying the ledger, Brandi saw that she first had masturbated when she was about thirteen and a half, and her fantasy was about a band that was popular at the time. Looking more closely, she observed it was nearly six months between each occasion that she would find the need to release her sexual desires.Taking the book, back to her bed, she sat down and wrote the following, "Yesterday, my mind was filled with images of a strong man. He touched my sex briefly, but not intentionally, and it was so quickly done, I barely felt it. It was as though it was unintentional. I wanted more badly. I pressed my nude body into his. His thing seemed so large. I wanted to hold it in my hand. This man gave me the best fantasy ever as I masturbated while laying nude on the rock with my cunt against the stone riding me as I moved up and down. I could not but wish for a manly hardness penetrating me to my inner most depths. Hearts and flowers to my dream. PS: I feel the need to masturbate again this morn, will likely do it tonight."The first group of campers was to arrive at nine this morning. Brandi dressed for the busy day, applied her makeup, brushed her hair, and headed for the mess hall. Over breakfast, she ate with Norma. She felt something was different with her but couldn't determine what it was. Then Norma asked her, "Brandi, would you go all the way with the guy you love?" "Perhaps, but to be honest, I've never done anything, and I mean, "a n y t h in g!" Brandi replied as she spelled the word out. "Why, have you done it, Norma, I don't mean to be nosy, but I'd like to know what it is like." "Maybe, well, I will tell you later, okay?" "Norma, did you do it with Rob yesterday? Because I watched the two of you taking the boat ride. Please tell me. I won't tell anyone else. Please! Norma, what was it like?" "My friend Traci Engram said she and Rob Hennings did it when she was 13. She told me she hurt like hell afterward and said the pain was terrible. She also said he was so long and thick as a baseball bat. She was sorry she had done it afterward because she felt so bad. Please don't repeat this to anyone.""Norma did you really do it? Tell me Please!" Norma responded with another question. "Did he really do her? What happened?" Brandi began, "Traci was thirteen and had not yet begun to develop. Rob took her in the woods behind his house. He didn't exactly force her but she was hurt so badly and bleeding so much that her mother took her to the hospital when she got home. The doctor told her Mom she would not be able to have children because she had sustained such severe injuries. The doctor also said she was torn and so messed up there was little he could do to repair the damage short of taking her organs. When Rob's parents were informed of his behavior with Traci they settled with the Engrams giving Traci an income that was substantial enough to carry her for the rest of her life.""My God!" responded Norma. "Brandi, we did it twice yesterday when we were on the boat ride, and twice more last night, but he also licked me down there, you know oral sex, and it made me cum, HARD. I think he must be big, as I couldn't get my hand around his prick, and I gripped it three times, and it still was longer than my fist." Norma showed Brandi what she meant by making a fist and showing how her hand couldn't close all the way, and that showed how long his thing was. "It is hard to walk today, and I'm sore between my legs, I hope he didn't hurt me so I can't have a baby." She looked at Brandi and whispered, "Gawd Brandi, when we did it the last time last night, Rob had my legs on his shoulders, and I thought he was killing me as he pounded into me until I could only lie and cry as he did me." "Are you going to do it again, and tell me, did you bleed like all of us girls have heard?" "Yes, there was blood on both of us, but Rob said some girls hardly bleed, entering their sex easy. He said I was extra hard. I was the hardest cherry he ever got. He couldn't get into me at first. Brandi, should I let him keep doing it, and what if I get pregnant? I'm scared! But I love the feelings and the way he makes me cum. I think I became pregnant when he did me the second time yesterday! What should I do?"Brandi thought for a minute or two before she answered her friend. "Ask yourself why Rob was insensitive enough to tell you about his other girl friends. It seems wrong for him to do that. Does that mean he is going to tell the other boys about you' Norma, he sounds cruel. Be careful!" Brandi admonished her before they both had to leave the mess hall and meet the bus that was bringing the campers.When the bus arrived, Brandi found her entire group was on that bus. All of them knew each other making her job so much better. They were typical girls but Brandi wondered if she acted like them when she was 13. She escorted her charges to their cabin and helped them settle in. A few wanted upper or lower bunks most did not care. The rest of the morning she spent making sure they all had the right clothes, and everything was put in its proper place.The daily activity around camp was almost the same each day, but when weekends came, they were loaded on buses and taken into town to a mall, and allowed to shop, meet friends and have lunch at the mall.After four weeks, Brandi's father called and said he would be near the camp the following weekend, and perhaps they could spend the weekend together. Walking into the camp office, Brandi saw Joe Down looking at the TV, but she could not see what he was watching. When he saw it was Brandi, she noticed he seemed to be out of breath.Brandi felt uncomfortable being around Mr. Brown. She did not understand why, but he seemed to be starring holes in her shirt and even between her legs. Not wishing to spend time around him, she asked if it was all right for her to leave the camp on Saturday as her father was coming to visit. He told her to have a seat and he would check the rooster. He returned shortly, and informed her she was scheduled this coming weekend to enjoy being with her father. Brandi walked out the door as quickly as she could she still did not understand why he gave her the creeps.That afternoon, Brandi decided to hike up her special spot in the flat rocks and sunbathe. She was off for the afternoon with nothing to do until six pm. It had been a month since she had enjoyed lying nude in the sun. So she left the camp and went up into the woods. Soon she found herself lying in the sun in the clearing she found so pleasing. Within a couple of minutes, she stood, looked around and seeing no one, removed her bathing suit to get an all over tan.Joe Brown true to himself followed Brandi. He began video taping her immediately. This time he had extra film and batteries along so he could film her until she left and returned to camp. Brandi lay on her back, spread her legs allowing the sun to completely bathe her in the heat of the day. She gave an unbelievable view to Mr. Brown. When she pulled her left leg back, and rested her foot flat on the rock, she opened he r sex and exposed her cunt to him. Brandi would have died had she known she was being video taped. Her sex was wide open, and the camera recorded her glistening inner lips. Joe zoomed in so close that he could have tongued her to orgasm. After lying on her back for almost a half-hour, Brandi turned onto her stomach to tan her back.Within moments, Brandi was thinking about her father's visiting her on Saturday, and wondered if he would stay overnight. Then she wondered if he would bring the recreational vehicle or RV so they could camp some place. No more than five minutes passed. Brandi was recalling the time she and her father spent at his club. The memories were turning her on. She began to realize she hadn't had an orgasm since the day before the campers arrived. She remembered her father touching her and how good she felt. She looked for the stone she had used the last time she was here, found it, and began to rub on it again. Reflecting back on that day with her father, she pressed her vagina harder against the stone. Her movements were getting rather rushed as she pushed her cunt against it. She thought of Norma's relating how large Rob was, and how Norma had enjoyed him. Now she was humping hard. Her wetness was visible to the camera and to Joe. He decided it would be in his best interest to use slow motion to capture every move, every drop and her climax.Joe moved around the clearing hoping to capture Brandi's facial expressions as she went through the throws of orgasm. He already had the visual evidence of her rear and her cunt now he wanted her facial expressions as well. Moving between the trees, and small brush, within the woods, Joe finally was about twenty feet in front of the girl. He was able to watch her face become tight with desire, and her eyes were squeezed tight, with her mouth making mewling sounds of her climax. She raised her head up from her arms. He zoomed the camera to capture the images of her orgasm. He caught her hips actually slamming down onto the rock, and listened as she mouthed, "Oh! Yes! I'm cumming! Oh! It's so good!" After climaxing, Brandi lay still, getting her breath back. Then she rolled over on her back. As she did Mr. Brown moved so he could focus on her cunt and ass. He watched as she began to move her hands down her body and gradually began to finger fuck herself.Never before had Brandi touched herself. Now she wanted to feel something inside her. She needed another release. She pistoned the finger in and out as she played with her clit. Her body responded with a new found zeal. She fantasized her father's fingers were playing over her clitoris and cunt. Joe played the camera back and forth over the teenager's body. He felt his own orgasm building as he watched as she pinched and pulled her nipples. When her climax came he managed to record it all. Her distorted facial features, the humping, and the "Ohs," and "Ahs," as she came and came hard. When she came, he too ejaculated into his pants. After she calmed down she still felt as though someone was watching her. She looked and listened but heard and saw nothing. She continued to sunbathe for another half hour. Then she dressed and walked back to camp. Her mind was filled with erotic thoughts of her father, and her friend Norma. As she got closer to the camp she saw several boats on the lake and girls swimming off the dock.Nearing the camp buildings, Brandi saw Mr. Brown walking fast toward his office. She saw he was carrying a video camera. For a fleeting moment she wondered if Mr. Brown had been spying on her, capturing her on video, she brushed it off thinking it was just her imagination and fear.When she arrived at her cabin, she showered, dressed and left to go to the mess hall. Selecting a meal of spaghetti and meat balls and a fresh green salad, instead of something from the sandwich line, Brandi looked around and moved over to a table where Linda and Norma were seated. She joined the two of them. They spoke of the evening program that was going to play what instrument. Linda laughed, and commented, "Guess a few cherries will be lost on the grass tonight, so girls, be careful you don't get stuck.""You re terrible, Linda Brickell, and just because you fell under the spell of the midnight moon light a few years back, don't say things that make us sex crazed women," Norma commented. Then she added, "Perhaps, Brandi and I will get lucky tonight, and who knows, we might just fall in love with a 13-year-old stud muffin, right Brandi?"After eating, Brandi walked over and spoke to Mrs. Down, then went back to her cabin and changed into the clothes she had to wear for the evening. She would carry her jacket with her in case it got cold. She left the cabin and met Norma as though prearranged at the foot of the hill. They walked down to the lake and out on to the dock. They sat down on one of the benches and watched the boys and girls as the frolicked on the hillside. "Look!" exclaimed Norma, "Those two are heading toward the bushes and woods."Brandi looked, as Norma pointed. "Should we save them from themselves, or should we let nature take its course?" She asked.Laughing, Norma said, "Maybe we should just go watch them and see what they end up doing. We can always stop them if things go to far." They both got up and headed toward the spot where the two had disappeared. "The girl is assigned to me. She is a well developed twelve year old. She is also very wise for her age. I think the boy, is 13, and is in Cabin Bear 3."Entering the trees, they stopped speaking and soon heard the two campers. They eased in the direction the voices were coming from. They found the couple were lying on the ground behind some scrub brush. They were holding hands. Sonja looking at her friend asked him, "Have you kissed a girl before, or done anything?" "Yeah, last week when during free night, I was with Candy, and we kissed and touched a little, how about you, have you done it yet, Sonja?" "Not all the way, but would if you like, we can undress, and touch each other, or whatever you want, and besides, I want to find out what it is like to do it, and all that stuff." Sonja sat up, and began to remove her top. She exposed her ample breasts. Sonja asked, "Want to touch them like we talked about today, Ronnie?""Should we stop them, Norma, or what?" Brandi whispered in veiled excitement. Norma whispered, "Let's watch them, have you ever seen someone do it, I haven't and I wonder what the heck it looks like?"For the next few minutes, the two counselors watched as the couple eventually removed their clothing, and before long, Sonja was giving Ronnie head. When she turned on her back she told Ronnie, "Get on me."Brandi was surprised to see that the boy had a penis about four inches long, and sticking out, while Sonja had a full patch of hair surrounding her pussy. Brandi and Norma watched as Ronnie got between the girl's legs, and eventually got his penis into the entrance of Sonja's pussy."Oh, Ronnie, that hurts! Wait for a minute! Oh hell, take it out!" But it was too late and Ronnie soon had his four inches of growing manhood pushed completely inside Sonja's vagina. Nature provided the way, and Ronnie was soon stroking his erect penis in and out of the slightly bleeding Sonja. For the next three minutes or so, the older teens watched the younger couple, as they completed the initiation into the world of sexual activity.After they were done, Sonja began to cry. Brandi and Sonja listened as she told Ronnie that he shouldn't have done it. Now she was sorry she was no longer a virgin. The young boy leaned over and hugged the girl, but the counselors could not hear what he was saying. In few minutes more and they saw the boy was again hard. He pushed Sonja down and then entered her again. This time she pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his mid section. She pulled him as hard as she could into her. Norma whispered, "Gawd, I wondered what I must look like when I pull my legs up around Rob, and..." Norma looked at Brandi and knew she had admitted something she wished she hadn't.Brandi moved over and patted Norma on her shoulder, telling her, we best leave before they dress and find us watching them. "Norma, we must never tell anyone of finding these two doing this! Can you believe we watched them lose their innocence?"The two voyeurs left the trees and headed back to the camp ground and spent the rest of the evening shadowing Sonja and Ronnie as they walked around hold hands. Brandi wanted to speak with the young girl and ask what it felt like when she was penetrated by the boy's erection, but knew she could never do so, without giving away that she had observed them and didn't stop them from making love.Saturday arrived warm and sunny. Brandi showered and dressed, then packed a bag to take with her while away from camp. She knew she needed to convince her father to purchase a dress and shoes if he was taking her to one of the more elegant restaurants near by. At nine o'clock, a camper who had runner duty, knocked on her door, and told Brandi, "Your father, Mr. Lawson, is waiting for you at the office.' She added curiously, 'Is your father a bus driver?"Laughing at the comment, Brandi told the runner, a girl who was in her own cabin, "No Dawn, that is an RV. If you would like, I will show you inside, it is just like a house." "Yes please. I would like that very much. It is so big!" Dawn exclaimed. Dawn walked with Brandi back to the office. Before she went to see her father, she gave Dawn a tour of the RV.Dawn was overwhelmed by the beauty of the thing and asked if she could ride in it sometime. Brandi asked if she liked it. "Boy do I," came the reply. "You're so lucky to have such a nice home." With that Brandi hugged the girl. She could feel Dawn's small breasts rubbing against her stomach. "Will you ask your father if he would take me for a ride someday? Maybe we could arrange a sleep over. You and I could share the room in the back." Dawn said. Without answering the girl Brandi resumed walking toward the camp office.She gave her father a big hug and a kiss without waiting to introduce him to the Browns. Finally when she calmed down, she said, "Daddy this is Mr. And Mrs. Brown. Mrs. Brown works us to death."Her father shook their hands. "Nice to meet you both. I hope my daughter is doing well.""Of course," the Browns replied in unison. "Daddy this is Dawn. She is one of my charges. She would like to go for a ride in the RV someday." Brandi said."Nice to meet you Dawn.""It's going to be fun being away for a day from camp," Brandi said interrupting her father as he was starting to speak to Dawn. With that both he and Brandi climbed into the RV. "See you Sunday afternoon Mrs. Brown!" Brandi shouted above the roar of the diesel motor which was revving to get the heavy motor home moving. Brandi and her father headed out onto the highway and soon were on the interstate. "Daddy, can we stop at the outlet mall I saw advertised on the sign, it is at the next intersection. I need a dress and shoes to wear when we have dinner tonight?" "Sure," her father replied, as he guided the home off the interstate and on to the surface street that led to the mall.Brandi looked for a spaghetti strap dress, matching pumps, and a purse. If they were going to a posh restaurant she had to look her best. She found what she was looking for about an hour later. Bradford enjoyed shopping with Brandi much more so than his wife cause she did not take too long window shopping. Rather she was all business. Got what she wanted and then left the window gazing to others. Back on the road and about a half hour later Brandi spotted a billboard advertising a water park. She begged and pleaded for her father to stop there as it had been a year or two since she had been at one. He gave in left the interstate and entered the park. They parked the RV way in the back of the lot to be out of everyone's way and to get some privacy. The bus was equipped with electrically controlled curtains that closed off the view of the interior from outsiders. The family kept a few clothes in the bus, and Brandi was soon standing nude as she put on her bathing suit. Once she got that on, she put on a wrap around skirt for modesty to walk to and from the park. Brandi watched her father undress and put on his trunks. She noticed his dick and wondered how it would feel in her hand. She was getting wet thinking about it. But she said and did nothing. Once dressed, they left the RV and entered the park walking hand in hand.For almost two hours they enjoyed the park, and then decided it was time to leave and find a place to eat. They returned to the RV. Brandi had two towels laid out on the floor of the vehicle so as to not drip water all over the place. She and her father had to undress there as there was no where else to go. It came to be she was nude in front of him and he to her.Bradford felt he was watching a goddess. He wondered if Brandi was leading him on. Brandi grabbed another towel and dried her father off. First his arms, then his torso and finally his legs. She wanted to grab his penis in the worst way but because he was her father she remained aloof to his semi erection. For his part he led his daughter to the shower, and pulled her in with him. He too was not trying to entice her or to start anything sexual. The problem was the water was limited and it was better to save water than to waste it on two showers when one would do. "Brandi, don't you feel a little strange being nude with your father, and I need to stop being like this with you. Can you imagine what your mother would say if she knew we were nude in the shower together? Tell me, little one, are you trying to seduce me, and be honest?" "No, Daddy, I enjoy being nude with you, and sometimes I-I, have thoughts, of... you and I. Not evil thoughts, but how much you mean to me. I can't explain it, Daddy, but it may be that I find you attractive. Mom would have a fit, as she is always telling me I shouldn't be nude in front of you." Then laughing, told her father, "You're liking me, I can see."The shower was sufficient in size for a person to bathe, but with two people it was a little crowded. Bradford listened as his daughter talked. His dick was beginning to harden. He tried to control it. To make it remain flaccid. The more he tried the harder it got. Finally the entire situation was just too much. Brandi had been washing his chest and back and in so doing had rubbed her breasts and nipples against him. It was too much. He knew he shouldn't but his daughter's actions and the feel of her pussy against him was the last straw. He turned around pulled her to him and grabbed her ass. For a moment Brandi wondered if she should, or even could, take her father's penis into her hand and wash him off. Poor Brandi. Now she was the one who had to do something. Her father's dick was hard as a rock and rubbing her lower abdomen. She wanted it inside her in the worst way. She could feel the wetness down there and she knew if she stayed any longer she could not hold back. When he grabbed her ass she had to grab his dick. She crossed the taboo and it felt good. Delicious in fact. She rubbed it up and down and washed it from the tip to the stem where it was attached to him. "Little Girl, you shouldn't touch your father like you are, it could get us both into a lot of trouble." "Daddy, I just want to touch you, and I know it isn't right to do such things with a relative, especially a daughter with her father, or a mother with her son, but I like and want to do this, okay?" She knew it wasn't okay but his man hood was too enticing and she was so hot. The need for relief was more than she could handle. "Brandi, you best stop, or things will happen, and... oh hell, I'm cumming! Brandi!" The excitement of viewing his young daughter's body, her hand stroking him, under the guise of washing his penis, caused Bradford to ejaculate in less than two minutes, of his daughter's rubbing him.The suddenness of her father's cumming startled Brandi. She was unable to get out of the way so most of his semen landed on her. Still she hung on to him until she got every last drop out of him. Brandi was flushed with excitement and her own body began to shiver and build to a mini orgasm. "Daddy, you aren't mad at me, are you? Please don't be upset with me! I had no idea that would happen!""You... Brandi, you... you're my daughter, and it was wrong what you and I did, but I cannot be mad at you. Brandi, I should have stopped this, but I didn't, and I did not expect to cum so quickly. But mad at you, my gawd, I could never explain away the feeling you just gave me, but I could never be upset with you."Brandi still gripping her father's member, wasn't certain what she should do. Should she make it hard again, release it, or just continue to hold it. Her father settled the question for her. Speaking softly he said, "Hand me the soap, and turn around and I'll wash your back."The shower had been turned off after they had initially gotten wet, Bradford turned on the water and wet Brandi's body, then turned it off, and commenced rubbing his hand with the soap over his daughter's back. Moving his hand down and bending his knees at the same time, Bradford was washing his daughter's legs. His hands were now moving up the shapely thighs, and he saw Brandi spread her feet further apart, as if inviting him to reach between her legs, and play with her pussy.Bradford washed his daughter's legs an watched her muscles tighten as he neared her sex. She squeezed her buttocks tight when he did the back of her legs and her ass. Her body quivered indicating she was getting turned on. Brandi placed her hands on the wall of the shower and leaned a bit forward so her father could do feel where he wanted. She waited eagerly for her orgasm. Her father rubbed her pussy, separated the labia and found her clit. He didn't finger fuck her but he teased her enough to build her up a bit more."Turn around and I will wash you in front," he said. She did her eyes were closed as she was enjoying the feelings he had awakened in her. She felt him wash her shoulders, arms, her sides and her stomach. He discretely would not touch her breasts. He knew she wanted him to but he could not. He wanted to touch her, rinse her and of course take her to bed but he couldn't in good conscience do that. She was after all his daughter. Bradford reached for the shower and holding the cord, rinsed off both of them. They stepped from the enclosure and Brandi quickly took a towel in her hand and dried off her father, then herself.Neither the father nor daughter spoke. Brandi was so turned on and still hanging without having reached the orgasm her body craved. She had no choice but dress in front of her father. He watched as she put on her thong, then a lace bra that was almost no bra, and then her new dress which she had to slip down over her head. Her body was exquisite! He wanted her in the worst way! Still he remained ever the doting father. He dressed and then went to the wheel started the motor and eased out of the park and back on to the road."Daddy, I feel so lucky to be with you. What happened in the shower was wonderful, but I cannot believe how it struck me and how it has ignited me. I'm on fire Daddy! Please I need relief!"It was another five minutes or so before Brandi spoke, and she was still in shock from the simple way her body had responded to her father's touch. "Fuck me, and have your touch ignite my soul. Let's find a nice restaurant to eat at tonight daddy, something extravagant and expensive, and do you remember the time, mom, you and I ate at the hotel in Hawaii? That's the kind of place I would like to eat in tonight." "Thanks for the kind words, but I should not have touched you so intimately. My God! Little one, you're my daughter, and feel very upset for what occurred between us. Again, I ask you not speak of this to your mother, and I'm sure you know she would be hurt and feel betrayed." "I understand that relatives don't indulge in incest, and that it is against the law. Daddy, you are the first one to touch me like you did, and I have never-ever, held a 'thing' in my hand before. I'm a virgin, and the most I have ever done with a boy is to kiss. Sometimes I thought about maybe letting a boy touch me, but in the end, I didn't. I always wanted to let you see me nude. I guess I have wanted to have you - or at least someone like you to be my first. Does any of this make sense, Daddy?" Before answering, Bradford looked over at his pretty daughter and saw she concentrating very hard on something. He weighed his thoughts carefully then said, "Brandi, you are the one, and the only one who can determine if and when you wish to allow a man to have relations with you. Until you want sex, no matter to what degree, no one, has the right to force you to participate in something you do not want or are willing to do." He looked across at his daughter, and noted she seemed to understand what he was saying. Continuing, "It's wrong for me to touch you, but I must be honest and tell you, your hand on me caused me to ejaculate, as if I was a young boy, your age. A few weeks ago when we were at the club, I was thrilled to see and touch you as we did. Today, I knowingly turned you on but was not able to bring myself to make you cum. I am your father after all. I could not do the things I knew you wanted. I loved feeling you. Thank you for sharing and allowing me such a wonderful liberty." "Thanks for being honest Daddy. Now please find a great restaurant, I'm hungry!"For the next hour, they drove along the interstate, nearing a large city, they saw a billboard advertising a restaurant he thought Brandi would enjoy. 'Brandi, turn on the computer, call the restaurant, and make reservations for two. Tell them we will arrive in about an hour.' Brandi got them on the phone but handed the phone to her father. He asked where he could put the RV. He was told they had a parking lot big enough all he had to do was to be out of the way. An hour later they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant., Bradford exited the coach first, then reached his hand out to his daughter and helped her step down. Looking at the girl, he could only think one thing, and he spoke his thoughts, "Brandi, you look just like your mother did at your age. You may not believe this, but she had a dress, similar to the one your wearing. You're a very lovely young woman, you best watch, or I might try to seduce you." then he laughed. Brandi took his hand in hers and squeezed it tight. "Look, you big lug, you had your chance, and you turned me down for, what is it they call what I did, yeah, you turned me down for a simple hand job!" They both laughed. She let his hand go skipped ahead of her Dad about twelve feet or so and tried to wiggle her hips ever so seductively. Turning she smiled, held out her hand to her father, and said, "Maybe someday I will give you a second chance, just maybe. I'm starving! Hurry up please! And by the way, did you like seeing my butt shake?"*Entering the restaurant, the hostess checked their name against the reservation listing and advised it would be ten minutes before their table was ready. Bradford always smiled when being given excuses for delays. It was a little thing but it made people relax. The hostess asked if they would like some cocktails. They followed her into the lounge. She seated them near the piano. Bradford and Brandi both enjoyed listening to a good pianist and this one seemed exceptional to them. He asked if they could have their meal served where they were. The hostess agreed and went off to get menus. They ordered drinks. A martini for himself and a virgin Pina-Colada for her. The pianist asked them if they had a favorite song. Brandi replied she would like to hear something romantic and sort of slow She told him she really enjoyed his playing. He began with a waltz and then went on to play some additional mood music. Brandi was in heaven as she listened. "He is so good! I could stay here all night. Thanks Daddy."He chuckled and looked over the menu. When the waitress arrived, he ordered for both of them. A lobster dinner for her, and prime rib for him. "The talking heads in this place thinks we are a couple, me a dirty old man, and you his young hussy," he laughed. She laughed with him but said nothing, just nodded. The meal was perfection, the pianist was excellent. He left a generous tip and then they walked out to the RV. Leaving the restaurant, and getting back on the interstate, Bradford set the GPS and found it would be another hour or so before they arrived at the RV park where they were to spend the night. It was the same one he had stayed in with Julia many years ago. It held special memories and emotions which he was finding hard to control. "This park has a club house. Would you like to go for a drink hon?" he asked."I would like that," replied Brandi hugging her father. They went in found a table next to the dance floor. The band was country western. Not Brandi's favorite, but she still enjoyed listening to them. He danced with her once, and every time a man asked her for a dance she always asked her father for his permission. Most of the men were surprised she was so polite.Finally they decided to leave the club house, and they entered the bus, and Brandi hugged her father, and told him, "You're such a wonderful father, than you for today, everything about it."When they left the club house Brandi decided she was really going to try to get her father to fuck her. She was so turned on she could not help herself. When they got to the RV her father sat on the sofa turned on the TV to watch a boxing match. She went to the bathroom, changed into a very gossamer negligee and a white robe. She returned to the sofa and sat down next to her father. He was trying hard not to notice her. He watched the TV. He looked at the ceiling. He just could not look at her. Frustrated Brandi stood up and placed herself directly in front of him. She let the robe open. He gasped and got a big grin on his face. Still he did not move. She finally sat down and curled up almost on top of him. She knew she was totally visible and on display. The negligee she chose was so filmy nothing was left to imagine. The child woman was turning him on. He looked at her again. Her tits were round and firm with hard red nipples waiting to be sucked and fondled. Her mons was just perfection. She was blonde so her hair though thick was still not able to cover her sex. She was offering herself to him and he was finding her hard to resist. "Brandi, you realize what you are saying, not in words, but in the image displayed to my eyes as we are here alone. How can I resist such an honor, I find impossible to explain, but my child, you are truly a vixen, and I would love to be your first, but I'm your father." They sat on the sofa and watched the boxing match, and finally the champion landed a right hook that took out his opponent. Bradford told his daughter, "We need to move, I want a drink, so get your cute little body up so I can get one." "Fix me a drink Daddy. Please! I would like to have something with you. Can I get something else on the TV, maybe a movie or something, Daddy?" "Sure, and here you are. Drink it slow."The movie was science fiction. They watched it together but he could hardly concentrate. Brandi had deliberately positioned herself in such a way as to allow her father to see every thing she had. The view was to exquisite for him not to stare and she caught him looking more than once. Each time she got turned on a little more. When the movie ended He said, "You sleep in the bed. I will take the other one."They had two one was a fold out and just as comfortable. It was now or never! "Daddy! Please! We can both sleep in the same bed. It'll be okay. I promise I won't do anything. Remember how we slept together at Yellowstone when Aunt Mary and Uncle Bart were with us?""You were 13 then. I had no reason to be enticed.""Do you remember when Mom said we should all sleep in the bed because I was so scared? I had to sleep in the middle between you two. I rolled around all night." Her choice of words was almost more than he could handle. He knew it was wrong. But he could not resist this vixen. He decided he would grant her wish. Now his problem was what to wear. He was not going to sleep in the nude as was his habit at home. He decided to wear some pants that would be hard to get off. This he hoped would be enough to keep him away from her.Turning off the lights, Bradford walked to the bed, turned back the sheet and bed covering, and slipped into bed. Brandi was already in bed, and as he lay back, she moved over and kissed his cheek, and telling him, "Night, Daddy." Then Bradford felt Brandi curl her body against him and place her left leg up over his, and press tightly to his body.Bradford said nothing, but he felt the nude body of his child against his physical being. Her knee was pressed against his penis. Her leg rubbed against his. He was becoming jelly in her hands. She placed her upper body on his chest. Her firm breasts added to his desire. His libido was working overtime. He was getting turned on as never before. She knew what she was doing he thought to himself. Yet his parental instinct and conscience would not allow him to go further. Still he was being seduced so exquisitely. Finally he gave in. The separation of parent-to-child would be forever changed."Daddy, hold me, and don't be afraid, just let me feel what it is to be a woman!' she whispered. 'This will stay between us.' she said as she reached down and opened his zipper. She pulled out his dick and began to play with it. Stroking it and rubbing it till it became hard.Never in his life had he felt such a desire! He allowed her to take off his pants and then he moved to take her. "Oh, Daddy! I feel you and its going in me! I- I... Oh Daddy, daddy, oh daddy! You're going in me all the way! It hurts, but don't move... I want you in me. Daddy it stings. I don't care, make me yours in every way. DADDY! GAWD IT HURTS!" As she uttered out from feeling her virginity being taken her father penetrated her sex, Brandi knew she was now a woman, and she whispered to her own father, "Daddy, you are my first, you have made me a woman, I love you, even more than ever, daddy, I..."He no longer thought of the repercussions of what he was doing. He was full of lust and it had to be slaked. Nothing could have prepared him for the next few minutes. He entered her. He broke her cherry. He began humping and she put her legs up around his back pulling him into her. She had to cum to make him cum. Nothing would stop the two of them as they passionately fucked. Finally he spilled his cum into her hot wet pussy. She felt him cum and squeezed him so tightly he could not move. When he was able to pull out of her she felt their juices drip down and wet her ass and the bed. He went into the bathroom, got a wash cloth and returned to clean her up. He did not like a wet bed. He was sure she wouldn't either. Brandi hadn't had a good orgasm yet. She was so turned on that when her father put the wash cloth against her she sighed and spread her legs as far as they could go. She grabbed him and began to play with him trying to get him hard again. Finally she was able to do so. This time she took his pants off and made him take off his shirt. Now she could feel his whole body against hers. His hairy chest was a turn on for her. She pulled him down on top and made him enter her hot tunnel again.He began stroking his erection back and forth inside her tight and clinging sex . He no longer thought of this girl as his daughter. He didn't think. Never had a man loved a woman more. For several minutes he stroked his erection back and forth making it slow and building her up. Each time he was ready to ejaculate, he would stop, wait for the need to pass, then he recommenced once more. Brandi moved her hips up and down with his in and out strokes, wrapped her legs around his waist, gripped his hips and pulled him into her. He heard the sounds of passion escaping her lips.Stoking faster and deeper, he knew his daughter was about to climax. This was what he had been waiting for. Again he stopped moving. He listened as Brandi passionately began to cum. Now she was ready to explode, and she uttered out into her father's ear, as his head was near her mouth. Then it hit her. Suddenly and hard, "Daddy! Oh yes! Oh! Oh Daddy! I'm getting it! I'm c-cumming! Daddy! Oh yes! Ohhhhh YES!!" she went into a deep orgasmic cum. "I'm cumming with you! Brandi! I'm cumming Now!" and as he spoke he shoved as deep into her sex as possible, and his semen splashed against her womb.They lay together, slightly sweaty, their torsos pressed together, and Brandi still holding her legs around her father's waist, and her hands and arms hugging his neck. She moved her lips against her father's lips, and they shared a passionate exchange of kisses. After perhaps five minutes, Bradford felt his erection again growing inside the wet and warm sex of his daughter. He resumed his fucking her. He had not really gotten flaccid and she had not released him. He swore she was trying never to release his cock from her body. She was milking every last drop of semen he had. She yielded to her desire again and sobbed, "Daddy! Give it to me! Give it to me! I want your juices in me! Ohhh Daddy, do it! Cum in me! YES!" Then her young hips were in her father's hands, and he began to drive in and out of her sex. Faster he moved, and once more he unleashed a thick and large load of semen into her. *They lay in each other's arms, resting on their sides, then as they allowed their incestuous emotions to fade, they fell asleep. Before the sex induced sleep over took her, Brandi was amazed to feel her father's male juice seeping from inside her sex, to leak down across her anus, and onto the bed. The liquid seemed to cool and it felt slick as it left her. She wondered what if must be like to swallow. Smiling to herself, she suddenly understood what her girlfriends were speaking about when they spoke of jacking off a date.It was nearly five in the morning when Brandi stirred, her body felt sore, the area between her legs felt like she had been torn apart and hit with a hammer. She felt the dried semen. There was also some minor evidence of the loss of her virginity. When she felt it she realized it was matted in her pubic hair. She sought her father's manhood, and found it to was caked with dried fluids as was his pubic hair.Holding her father's deflated penis in her hand, she remembered the actions between she and her father, and realized they had done the one act that was never to occur. For Brandi, the final act of giving herself to her father, allowing him to be the man to get her cherry, was something that she believed was ordained to have happened. There was no other man good enough for her. No one else had been allowed to touch her.She had wanted her father to be first from the time she understood what sex was all about. Now it had happened. Her dream was fulfilled. Her father was her first, he had deflowered her, made her a woman. She hoped she was safe and would not become pregnant. That thought repulsed her severely. When she rolled over she awoke him and he instinctively began to suck on her tits. She was getting turned on and he hips began to undulate accordingly. Her breathing became more erratic. Moving onto her back, she pulled her father over onto her, and her hand guided the large penis to her hot wet entrance. "Give it to me!" she begged. "Fuck me. Fuck me," she begged for it asking to be done harder and harder. She wrapped her legs around him pulled him to her as hard as she could while she rode out her orgasm. "Oh daddy I'm cumming! I'm cumming. Don't stop! Please don't stop! More! Harder! OH FUCK!!!" she cried. When it was over, and they had showered and dressed, they walked a short distance to a restaurant and ordered breakfast. Sitting at the counter on the stools she pressed her legs against him and when she could discretely grabbed his crotch. 'Are you happy' Was I good' Are you bigger than most men''After showering, and dressing, they walked over to the restaurant and sat at the counter and enjoyed a breakfast of steak and eggs. Brandi would press her leg against Bradford's and she reached down and gripped his penis through his shorts he had put on when they dressed. "You happy, tell me the truth, are you happy daddy, because I am, very much so, and I feel sore. You're big, aren't you, and did you like what we did?"An hour later, they were driving down the interstate, and headed toward the camp. Once more they approached the water park. Suddenly he remembered a nudist camp nearby. He and his wife Julia went there once a month during the summer. Before the children were born. He hadn't been in years. Was it possible it was still open' Would Brandi go with him' He wanted to take them both sometime but that was in the future. Now she had to return to her job and the camp. He did however mention it. "Would you like to go with us to a nudist camp after work in the fall?" he asked. "When you and Mom go next time, I might. You should mention it to Mom first. But right now I only want you and no one else to see me nude. No one! I don't know when I will allow another man to touch me. I do want you again. I want it to be special only with you! Should I get on the pill?""I hadn't considered the possibility of your being or getting pregnant. Would you want a baby by me?""I am safe enough at the moment because I just finished my menses. No I don't think having your baby would be a good idea." Then she changed the subject. "Could we go to the water park one more time? Please? Please? I just want you once more before I have to leave you and return to work."He returned to the park once more and took the RV as far to the back of the lot as possible. He closed the curtains and then went into the bedroom. "I planned for you to take my cherry. I wanted you and no one else. Come here."He did and she pulled down his pants. Then she took her own off and lay on the bed beckoning him to climb in next to her. When he did she grabbed his cock and for another first, took him in her mouth. She sucked and sucked and then licked and tongued the thing as though she was sucking on a Popsicle. Once he was hard, she again pulled him on top of her and guided his turgid member into her hot and waiting box. Then in a flurry of activity she decided she wanted to ride him. "Daddy I want to be on top. I want to be the one to control the speed. Let me get on you."He stopped and rolled on to his back. She straddled him. Then she lowered herself all the while guiding his member not to her cunt but to her last virgin hole. She knew it might hurt but she had to find out what it felt like. When he realized what she was doing he told her to wait. He found some baby oil and slathered it on his hard cock. Once more he lay on the bed. Once more she got on top and lowered her self on to his skewer. This time though she was more relaxed. The oil did its work and she took him up her ass with very little pain. Now she began to bounce. "This way I can't get pregnant. We can do it as often as we want and you can come in me as hard as you wish! Make me cum please!"He grabbed her pussy and began to finger her. He could feel his member in her anal canal getting hard and ready to spit. He found her clit and began gently playing with it. She became hotter and hotter. Finally an explosive shutter overcame her body. She had a major climax. When she calmed a bit he came deep in her nether passage. She felt him release. She felt his jizz fill her. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. They both had to wait until he calmed down and his erection subsided before they could get up. He dressed and again put the RV into gear and started for the camp. Brandi couldn't get over the feeling of fullness. It felt like she had to have a bowel movement, but nothing came out. Just air and a few drops. She dressed, and combed her hair and they were at the camp.Brandi was met at the camp by the Browns. They were going to accuse her of being late but she had five minutes to spare. She said her goodbyes and rushed to the mess hall to meet her campers for dinner. Her father Bradford stayed for a moment out of politeness then he too got into the RV and started for the highway. Brandi could not wait to meet her fellow counselors and tell them of her experiences. Of course she would not say who the man was. In addition she decided not to have her breasts altered or touched in any way. She did not know it but she would soon have more problems than any young girl should have.To be continued?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 36 |
expand.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/21/expand.txt | |
atlantawife4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/atlantawife4.txt | PART 4Leslie could hardly concentrate. Friday had finally arrived, and she was anxiously awaiting Derek to return home. She had quite a lot to show him. She had spent the day shopping for their adventure tonight and she couldn't wait for him to see her get into her new things. She had even stopped at her favorite lingerie shop for something special for whomever she decided to show off for tonight. When she had met up with Corie for their usual lunch earlier her friend could tell that something was up. Even though it was Corie that had led her to this point she was not quite ready to tell her best friend that she was about to fuck another man, just for the fun of it. What they both had done before was business; this was going to be different.Earlier that week Derek had stopped at an adult DVD store and bought a few interracial themed movies for "teaser" material. They were white wife with black men themed mostly, but the acting was so bad that the plot was pretty much useless. The sex however was wild. Leslie had watched several pornos before, but mostly vanilla couple's sex. These videos were anything but, with gorgeous but overly made up girls taking giant black cocks in every hole, sometimes with 2, 3, or more guys at a time. They were fun to watch, but she just didn't find the sex to be very "real." She thought it would be a good way to pass the time though, and put the one she had liked the most in the player and spent the next hour watching one "wife" after another fuck and suck their way through a chain of big black dicks. She was horny as hell an hour later when Derek walked in. On screen, a petite brunette was taking a load of cum on her upturned face with three black guys standing in a circle around her."Couldn't wait for tonight huh?" he asked."I'm starting to see why you guys like watching this stuff. Just think baby, you are going to get to see it for real soon. No come here. I'm horny."They fucked there on the couch as the last scene from the DVD played on the screen. In it a busty blonde fucked a tall black man she had supposedly met at a dance club. How appropriate for tonight.****Later, as she was getting ready for the evening, Derek sat on the bed and watched as she put on the clothes she had bought for tonight. Over her black thong and matching bra she put on a short skirt that left little for the imagination, and a flimsy silk top, low cut in the front to reveal her ample cleavage and the lacy top of her bra. She stepped out of the closet wearing her favorite black heels.Derek whistled. "You are gonna be the most popular girl at the dance tonight babe. Damn you look hot." She turned slowly, showing off her legs and ass. She had to move careful or else her skirt would be up on her hips. She started to wonder how that was going to look on the dance floor, and the thought of doing this out in public suddenly hit her. "Are you sure we should be doing this? What if someone sees us there?" "It's a big city honey, and I don't think that too many people we know frequent this place. And the folks that are there are there for the same reason. If someone we know is there then they have just as much reason to keep quiet about it as we do. If you are getting a bad feeling about it though...""No, just a few nerves is all. Let's get going before I think about it too much more though OK?""Fine by me."***A half hour later they were pulling into the parking lot of Club XS. There lot was nearly full, and by the looks of the cars she could tell it was going to be an interesting crowd. Land Rovers, Audis, BMWs and a Porsche or two dotted the lot. When they had parked, she looked over at Derek and asked "So now what, exactly how is this supposed to work?""First time for me babe. I guess we just go in, have a drink, and see what happens from there. If it feels OK, we just go with it." She nodded, kissed him, and then they got out of the car and walked to the door.The woman at the entrance gave them a knowing smile as they walked inside. They must have looked a little nervous to her as she said "Hi there. First time at club XS?" Dance music was reverberating in the room behind her."Yes," Derek answered. "We heard good things.""I bet." She said. "Cover's thirty dollars for you, ladies are free." She looked up and down Leslie's outfit as Derek handed her the money. "Have a great evening; just remember to keep it clean while in the club. Some folks get a little wild in there, just be sure that anything Kinky happens elsewhere. We don't need any attention from the cops here.""We're just here to dance." Leslie replied, and just as the words left her mouth a red haired woman with a wedding ring on her left hand walked out from the dance floor, arm in arm with a tall black man. They headed out the door and across the parking lot."That's what she said too." The girl replied, smiling. "Look, its no secret what goes on here, we just want everyone to have fun and keep things in the club low key. You know the way the cops are in this town. They would love to shut something like this down. More than a few have found out their wives have come here behind their back. Hope you guys have a good time tonight!"She waved them into the main club area, and as they walked in to see a crowded dance floor with about thirty couples out dancing, and quite a few lone guys watching from the bar and some booths. A waitress met them as they entered "Would you two like a booth or would you prefer a bar?""A booth would be great." Derek answered. He thought that would give them a little privacy as they scoped the place out.The waitress led them around the dance floor to an open booth at the corner with a good view of the action. "First time here? I don't recognize you as one of our regulars." She asked as she sat them at a booth. Leslie nodded yes in reply. "Well then you are in for a treat. It's a great crowd tonight. I assume you know why most people come here?" She motioned towards the dance floor. Almost all the couples were white women dancing with black men. Leslie was blushing now, and a bit unsure how to reply."Don't worry," their waitress went on, "no one here will approach any couples unless the woman makes the first move. The manager keeps tight controls on the single guys that are allowed to come in, they all know the rules." She smiled, "First timers here are always nervous, god knows I was. If you're just here to dance, no one will bother you. A lot of our first timers just come here to dance and have a few drinks. If you decide you want me to introduce you to someone, just have me take him a drink. After that it's up to you. Now how about I get you some drinks?"They each ordered a gin and tonic, and when the waitress walked away they turned to the dance floor. The woman closest to them was a thirty-something blonde in a cocktail dress, gyrating against a tall muscular black man who's hands were generously exploring her ass. They were locked in a passionate kiss. Leslie liked her lips, enjoying the spectacle. As they turned Leslie noticed a large diamond ring on her left hand. She glanced across the corner of the dance floor and noticed a booth with a man sitting alone with a drink, watching the couple intently. Leslie knew at once that it was her husband. So they weren't the only freaks in town. As she looked around the room she noticed six or seven men sitting alone in booths or at the bar, watching the dance floor with rapt attention. There were about ten other white couples there still sitting together, a few with a black guy sitting at the booth with them, chatting and having drinks. The rest of the white women there must have come alone or as a group of girls. She felt a slit twinge of jealousy when she noticed that almost all of the black guys in the bar were currently dancing with someone. Must be pretty good odds for them she though.The waitress brought them their drinks and they sat there for a few minutes, taking it all in and talking little. "See anyone interesting?" Derek finally asked."Yes, but all of them look to be preoccupied right now." She gestured across the room. The blonde she had watched earlier had walked over to the man she suspected to be her husband, and was now introducing him to her dance partner.As she spoke, a group of well dressed black guys walked in together. The both immediately recognized the last one through the door - Martin. He walked in arm in arm with Anna, his personal assistant. Apparently in more ways than one Leslie though. "Holy shit, that's Martin! What if he sees us?"Before Derek could reply he saw Martin make eye contact with him, and smile like the cat that just ate the canary. "Too late to worry about that now." Derek said, giving a nod to Martin. He started walking across the room towards them, Anna in tow. "Leslie and Derek, so good to see you two again! It's a small world isn't it? Welcome to my club."Leslie was still shocked, but managed to say hello to Martin and Anna."What say we go someplace a little more private? I have some friends I would love to introduce you to."He led them up a flight of stairs to a VIP area overlooking the main dance floor. There was a smaller dance area behind a few couches and tables, and a few attractive blondes were dancing with a couple black guys that Leslie though she recognized as pro football players she had seen on billboards around town. The guys Martin had arrived with were just settling into the couches with their drinks. "Antwan, allow me to introduce you to some new friends of mine, Derek and Leslie. Antwan here played quarterback in college and played a season in the pros before blowing out his knee. He owns a few car dealerships in town now. Marcus and Darius play football at a junior college down in Florida. Antwan brought them here for a good time while they were in town for a recruiting trip. Showing them all the joys Atlanta has to offer should they choose to come up here to play."Antwan stood up and extended his hand towards Leslie. "My pleasure. Martin didn't tell me he was expecting anyone else to join us tonight."Leslie shook his hand. "We had no idea this was his place. We ran into him totally by accident tonight." She was immediately attracted to Antwan. He was slightly shorter than Martin, but more muscular. She recognized him from his TV commercials, but seeing him in person sent a tingle up her spine. The other two guys were attractive as well, but a bit too young for her tastes."So how do you know Martin?"Martin cut in. "Let's just say they are business associates. Leslie has done quite a lot lately to improve my bottom line."Antwan gave him a knowing smile, and then looked back at Leslie. "So I see. So you're the new one that Martin was talking about."Leslie's heart skipped a beat. He knew. The two younger guys obviously had no idea, but she thought Antwan must know about Martin's business. "Well, I um..."Martin interrupted again, "Marcus, you and Darius go down to the dance floor with Anna, she has a couple friends to introduce you to that would love to meet you. Have a good time down there, and let me know if you need anything."They left with Anna, clearly happy to be headed to the dance floor.As soon as they were down stairs Martin turned to Leslie. "You can trust Antwan, we have been friends a long time, and he has as many reasons to keep out of the gossip scene as you do. Those other guys are clueless; we just brought them here to get laid. Now let's have a seat and get to know each other a little better.They sat on the couch and Antwan joined them sitting next to Leslie. Derek noticed that he had hardly taken his eyes off her since they walked upstairs. When Anna rejoined them a few minutes later Antwan shifted closer to Leslie to make room for her. They were sitting thigh to thigh now. "So I guess you know our story huh?" Derek asked."Not really, at least not any details. Martin keeps his promises, I just knew that he had filmed with a hot blonde recently and the video was a hit. Seeing the way you reacted to Martin earlier just gave me a hunch that you were the ones. Now that I have seen you myself I can see what all the fuss is about.""What I would like to know is what led the two of you to my club tonight?" Martin asked.Things were not going exactly as Leslie had imagined, but there was no going back now. Saying they were just here to dance would have just been lame. And besides, Antwan was hotter than anyone she had expected to meet tonight. "I think we all know why we're here." She moved her left hand over on Antwan's thigh, stroking up towards his crotch. She had rarely been the sexual aggressor before, and she thought she could get the hang of it. "I guess one time just wasn't enough." She turned to face Antwan, "I imagine you've been here before?""A few times.""Would you like to dance? I think I want to get to know you a little better in private." She looked over at Derek, "OK?""Fine. Enjoy your dance, I'll sit her and chat with Martin for a bit."Leslie and Antwan got up and walked over to the VIP area's private dance floor.Anna looked at Derek "She's not the first you know.""The first?""The first to go out looking for more after their first time with Martin. We've seen more than a few of the women show up here a few months after their videos were filmed, usually alone, but occasionally with their husbands. I suspect the ones that show up alone usually end up divorced. Some of the ones that came together are still regulars here. They just keep coming back.""How about you? I thought you just worked for Martin.""I came here when I was in MBA school, a few weeks after I caught my fiance cheating on me with his secretary. I wanted to do something to hurt him bad, and had heard about this place through gossip. Long story short, instead of finding some cheap revenge I found Martin, and ended up being his girlfriend and business manager.""And you are OK with him being with all these women?"Martin gestured towards the dance floor. "Are you OK with her and all these men?"He looked over and saw Leslie and Antwan, now dancing close. She was grinding against his thigh, and her short skirt had ridden halfway up her ass exposing her thong panties. They were talking close together, lips almost brushing. "Yeah, I guess I am."***Leslie knew she had found her man. They had hardly met, yet were quickly talking like old friends. After a few minutes of chatting, she pulled him close. "Look, I've never picked up a guy at a bar with my husband watching, and I had no idea when we walked in here where I would start. I was afraid I would get cold feet, until I saw you.""Was this his idea or yours? I've been with some cold fish who were pressured to do this by their husbands, and I'm not interested in a reluctant grudge fuck just so someone's loser husband gets a show.""I'm not some spineless tramp that will just hump someone at her husbands command. I won't just take any man into my bed. Derek and I love each other, but we each found something at Martin's that night that we can't get at home. I want to fuck you tonight; simple as that" She pulled him closer, pressing herself against him. She felt her short skirt riding up, wondering if Derek was watching."And your husband?""He watches, nothing more."She felt his hands press against her ass, pulling her tight, his erect penis pressing against her belly. "He's a fool to share you. And I'd be a fool to say no to a woman as hot as you." He leaned over and kissed her."Let's say goodbye to Martin and Anna and find someplace more comfortable OK?"***Derek drove alone to the Marriott a few blocks away. Antwan had insisted on driving with Leslie and checking into the hotel with her. He was to meet them at the elevators once they had the room cards. He was reluctant at first, not wanting her to get in a car with this man they had barely met without him there. Leslie had insisted though, and he had ultimately given in. As he followed them into the parking lot he was glad he did. The rising anticipation was intense. He pulled into the garage behind them, parking on a lower level. He waited a few minutes and then headed for the lobby.***Leslie could feel eyes on her as she walked through the Marriott lobby, arm in arm with Antwan. The outfit she had on made her look like a call girl. Antwan did not seem to mind the attention, and was clearly enjoying showing her off as his trophy. When they reached the registration desk the young Asian girl at the desk gave her a fleeting dirty look before regaining her composure."Checking in?""Yes, just for the night." Antwan said. "She'll take care of the room."That had not been in the plan, Leslie thought. Oh well. She reached into her purse and pulled out her credit card and handed it to the clerk. The girl was eyeing her wedding ring with disdain. Leslie smiled. "King size bed please. We're going to need plenty of room." She was pleased to see the girl get flushed. The clerk checked them in with hardly another word, and then handed them the keys saying "Enjoy your stay!" with a contrived smile.They walked away from the desk towards the elevators, Antwan's hand on her ass. She saw Derek waiting by the elevator doors. "Come enjoy the show."The doors opened, and the three of them stepped in.***Once they made it to the room, Derek made an excuse to leave them alone for a few minutes. "There should be some vodka and OJ in the minibar, why don't I go get some ice and give you too a few minutes to get comfortable." He took a room card from Leslie and stepped out.As soon as he was gone she stepped up to Antwan and they began to kiss. "You're making me so fucking hot.""Martin didn't lie. You're a fucking wet dream.""You like fucking white girls?" She began rubbing his cock through his pants."When they look like you I do.""Ever fucked a married woman?""Not with her husband knowing. I guess there's a first time for everything." He moved forward, pushing her down onto the bed. ***Derek returned to the room door, and heard muffled moans on the other side. He slipped in as quietly as possible, finding Leslie on her back with Antwan off to one side. Their lips were locked together and the contrast of their faces was vividly erotic. He had pushed her skirt up over her hips and was working his fingers over her panties. She was arching her hips up to meet him. They hardly seemed to notice him as he sat in a chair near the foot of the bed. He could see they were taking their time, letting the pleasure build. He could tell they were going to be at this for a while and he intended to enjoy watching every minute.Leslie was already nearing her first orgasm. She had been horny all day, thinking of what was going to happen tonight, and had been wet the entire ride over with Antwan. He had entered her with one finger and was now probing her slick pussy with a second, finding just the right place to apply pressure. She unbuttoned her blouse, leaving her large breasts barely contained in her black lace bra. Antwan pushed the cups down, freeing her erect nipples. He began to flick his tongue gently against her breasts while continuing to probe her with his hands. He brought her to the edge of orgasm, and then backed off leaving her flushed and trembling. He moved slowly for a minute, and then began pushing her back to the edge. He continued this way several times, bringing her to the edge and then backing off. Just when she thought she was going to explode, Antwan moved down between her legs and pushed her thong to the side. He entered her with his tongue, backing out to gently flick her clit from time to time. She screamed out as an intense orgasm racked her body. "Holy fuck, oh my god, oh fuck!" She bit down on her lower lip and could only moan "mmmmmmm" as he continued prolong her orgasm with his tongue. At last he backed away and her ass fell back to the bed.She laid there recovering, her heart beat slowly going to normal, and watched as Antwan stood and began to disrobe. He removed his shirt revealing a muscular chest and toned abs, and then removed his pants. His massive cock was tenting his underwear to an almost comical degree. She sat up and spun around in the bed, dropping her legs off the edge to face him. She pulled his underwear down and his cock nearly sprung out into her face. She nearly gasped. "Oh my god." Antwan was nearly as long as Martin, 10 inches at least, but was far thicker. She took him in her hand and her fingers barely went halfway around. If she hadn't already fucked Martin she thought she would have panicked at the thought of having this inside her. She began to stroke him, and all she could think of now was all the places Martin had touched with his cock, and wonder how many more pleasures this larger one was to bring. She wondered what Derek must be thinking, watching as she was facing another huge black cock. She looked over to him "Want to see me such this big dick baby?" "Suck him good baby, show him what a good little slut you are." Derek was rock hard. He had never seen her come so hard before, and they were just getting started. She looked so hot sitting there, her lingerie pulled halfway off, and holding a giant dick in her hand.She leaned in and started licking the tip, covering his head with saliva. "Is this what you want to see?""I think you can do better than that."She began to take Antwan deep into her mouth, soon feeling him pressing against the back of her throat. She backed off and deep throated him again, not quite making it all the way before getting stuck. He was just too thick to take the whole thing. She continued to give him head, pausing occasionally to lick up and down his shaft and his balls. ]Antwan reached down her back and unsnapped her bra, and she let it fall from her shoulders letting her firm D cup breasts fall free at last. She was dimly aware of him telling her how hot she was as he began to fondle her tits, but she was entirely focused on the cock in her mouth. Finally she pulled free, "Fuck me, I want you inside me.""My pleasure."She reached into her purse on the nightstand and took out a condom. She rolled it down Antwan?s dick with her mouth, giving him one last deep throat. He picked her up and laid her on her back on the bed, moving himself into position over her. Her legs fell apart, and soon she felt his dick pressing into her flesh. She began to moan, and he covered her mouth with his, kissing her deeply as he continued to press slowly into her. There was a moment of sharp pain as his head entered her, and she would have cried out were it not for his tongue in mouth. She pushed against his firm abdomen with her hands, giving herself some time to accommodate him. She felt herself relax, and dropped her hands allowing him to push deeper into her. He was soon fucking her in deep slow strokes, stretching her so wide that her clit was riding against the ridge of his penis with every thrust. She was now nearly screaming out a series of little yelps as he began to pick up his pace. From his vantage at the foot of the bed Derek could clearly see as Antwan entered his wife. As he began to thrust back and forth he could see her pussy lips stretching out around his cock every time he pulled back. He balls were once again sore from watching all the action, needing release. 'Fuck it.' he thought, and unzipped his pants and began to masturbate as he watched his wife becoming a black cock whore, probably for good this time.Antwan suddenly grabbed Leslie under the arms and pulled her up into his lap, still fully impaled on his cock. He shifted to the edge of the bed and stood up, moving his arms under her thighs and effortlessly lifting her from the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and soon he was bouncing her up and down on his cock, fucking her wildly in mid air. Gravity caused her to fall back down deeper on his cock from this position, and every stroke sent electricity through her pelvis. She looked over his shoulder and saw Derek, sitting at the foot of the bed with his penis in his hand, stroking in time with her. They made eye contact and this sent her over the edge. Soon she felt another orgasm overtake her, and bit down on Antwan's shoulders to stifle another scream. He flinched slightly from the pain, but he never lost pace as he continued to drive his cock deep inside her. As her orgasm subsided, Antwan lifted her off his cock and sat her on the floor, gently but firmly pushing her down on her knees. "I want to cum on that pretty face of yours. Make me cum." She pulled off the condom and took him in her mouth once again. It was not long before she felt him tense up. He pulled his cock free, and soon she felt spurt after spurt of hot sperm shooting onto her face and chest. She opened her mouth and soon felt two salty loads land on her tongue. She realized this was the first time she had ever tasted cum as she rolled it around on her tongue, savoring this new sensation. When Antwan had finished she swallowed and walked over to Derek on her knees, cum running down her face and tits. "Enjoy the show baby?""This should tell you." He said, motioning towards his throbbing dick. He was about to pop, and had barely touched his dick for the last five minutes, knowing the slightest stimulus would cause him to lose it. Just the sight of his cum covered wife was almost enough to make him shoot his load.Leslie took him in her mouth, only needing a few strokes before she felt another hot load of cum against the back of her throat. She swallowed every drop as he came, finally feeling him go limp in her mouth. ***As the night wore on, Leslie and Antwan fucked two more times, the last while Derek, already spent, dozed on the couch in the next room. Leslie's pussy had become so sore by the third time that she had to finish Antwan off with a long blowjob, swallowing her third load of the evening. Exhausted, they collapsed on the bed together. Her hair was a sticky mess and the bed reeked of perfume, sweat, and jizz, but she soon fell asleep in Antwan's arms. She dreamed of Martin, and of the video she had seen earlier of the blonde fucking a group of black men. Only in her dream it was her in the middle of a ring of black dicks.To be continued? |
bobbi08.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/08/bobbi08.txt | |
garden.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/garden.txt | |
beverly.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/beverly.txt | Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing from the male point of view. It was told to me by the husband of a friend of mine. They both have been swingers for years and this is the story of their first swinging episode with Beverly and Sam. Sam was all for it, but Beverly only did it because he badgered her into it. Canary***She sat on the bed beside me looking slightly uncomfortable. She knew that her husband was in the next bedroom over with my wife. She hadn't really wanted to do this, but she loved her husband and it was what he wanted. I turned to look at her. While she was slightly overweight, it was not so much that she could in any way be considered fat. She had curves in all the right places and filled he white sweater nicely. Her blond hair was cut short and at 5'2" she made me feel like a giant even though I'm only slightly over five nine.I put my arm around her shoulder and felt her shiver slightly. "Just relax Beverly." I told her softly. "Tonight is for you, I want to make you feel good. What do you like?""Anything," she replied. Her voice shook."Oh come on Bev," I said, still keeping my voice low. "There must be something that excites you more than anything in the world. I can be anything you want, gentle, very gentle, rough, or very rough. We can spend a long time on foreplay or no time at all. It's up to you."She looked up at me with an odd look in her eyes. "Do you mean by that?" she asked. I nodded. "C-c-could you sort of dominate me. I mean, make it feel like I don't have a choice. Maybe that way I won't feel like I'm cheating on Sam.""How much force do you want?" I asked. "Do you want a little pain with it? Like I said, it's your night. Just tell me what you want."Her voice shook so much that I could barely understand her. "Could you hurt me just a little bit? Nothing too rough but sometimes Sam squeezes my nipples really hard and it just sends me through the roof."I squeezed her right shoulder since my arm around her presented that possibility. I thought about giving her a safe word and decided against it. She really didn't want to be here and would probably use it before anything really happened. "Okay," I said. "But remember, once we start you can't stop until it's over."Her lower lip quivered. "Okay," she said shakily.I hardened my voice. "Stand up and face me about two feet away." She did it and I stared at her, letting my eyes go up and down her body, undressing her with my eyes. "Take off your clothes." I told here harshly. She started to shake and I thought she was going to make a break for it. "Do it," I snapped.Her hands went shakily to the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up just slightly. We heard a female voice from the other room. "OH YESSS!" it screamed. That jolted her into action and she quickly pulled the sweater up over her head and threw it on the floor.Her bra was white with pink hearts on it that I could barely make out from the small night light in the room. "Now the bra," I said coldly. We heard a moan from the other room. It was obviously a moan of passion. She reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. She brought her hands to the front and suddenly grabbed the cups keeping herself hid."I just can't," she said. There were tears running down her face.I didn't speak but simply reached out and grabbed the bra between the cups, pulled it from her body, and threw it on the floor with her sweater. Her tits were small. She probably wore a b-cup, but I liked them small anyway. She crossed herself with her hands trying to cover her nudity. "Put your hands at your sides," I told her. There was a male voice from the other room. "OH GOD." it screamed. "That's so GOOD." A steely look came across her face and she dropped her hands to her side. Her nipples were standing out a good half an inch. I didn't have to prompt her as she unbuttoned her skirt, pulled the zipper down and let it drop to the floor. Now she stood before me clad in only her skimpy pink panties and white bobby socks. She looked at me and I nodded. With a look of resolve she grabbed the sides of her panties and pushed them down and off, raising her legs, one at a time, to step out of them. The hair between her legs was sparse, almost like a little girl even though I knew that she had a 15 year old son.I reached into the drawer of the night stand beside the bed and pulled out the gentle cuffs. They are a soft sort of hand cuffs held together with Velcro around the wrist and a plastic detachable snap in the middle. My wife and I used them whenever the feeling for a little S&M hit us. "Give me your hand," I told her and she held them out and let me attach the cuffs. I stood up. I towered over her. I grabbed her and quickly threw her on the bed.I was beside her in a flash, grabbed her cuffed hands and attached them with a rope in the center of the top of the bed that was kept there for that purpose. She was really struggling now, obviously very scared. I quickly jumped out of bed and went to the bottom of it. I grabbed her by both ankles and pulled her down. Then I attached her legs, spread-eagled with soft ropes from either corner of the bed."Now you're helpless, bitch," I chided her. "Does it feel good?" She didn't answer but simply closed her eyes as tight as she could. I could see a tear running from one corner, down the side of her nose and then running along her cheek. It touched me and I almost gave in, but no, that wouldn't do. So I hardened myself to see this thing through.I kneeled on the bed beside her and quickly ran two fingers into her cunt. She might be scared and maybe even not want to do this but her body didn't know it. She was extremely wet. Ignoring her moans, I hooked my fingers and lifted her off the mattress by her cunt. That caused a little yelp of pain. I quickly pushed a pillow under her ass and lowered her back down. Now her pussy and asshole were at just the right height.I stood up. "Look at me!" I snarled. She opened her eyes and watched helplessly as I slowly removed my clothes. Her eyes widened as I dropped my jockey shorts to reveal my nine inches of hard man meat. I have never been harder than I was at that moment.I climbed on the bed on my knees beside her face. "Suck it," I said quietly. She closed her eyes tightly and violently shook her head no. I didn't respond but rather leaned over and began to suck on her left breast. Her nipple hardened immediately and she began to moan softly. I looked up at her. "Are you ready to suck it now?" Again she shook her head no, but not as violently this time.I moved to her right breast and started to suck while keeping the nipple on her left hard with my fingers. When both nipples were good and hard I again looked up at her. "Last chance," I said quietly. "NOW are you ready to suck me off?""I just can't," she said quietly. Tears were still streaming down her face.I reached into the night stand drawer and withdrew some more of our toys. I held the chain up with the three dangling clips sparkling in the soft light. Her eyes grew wide as saucers. "I tried to be nice," I snarled. "But you're making me do this the hard way."I leaned over and sucked on her left breast. The nipple grew even harder than it already was. I opened the clip and let it snap shut on the nipple. "OW! THAT HURTS!" she whined. I said nothing, but simply repeated the process on her right breast."Now, suck me off," I snarled. She whimpered, closed her eyes and shook her head.I leaned down between her spread legs and licked feverishly on her clit. It stood immediately at attention. I continued for a few seconds and heard her moan with passion. When I let the final clip snap shut on it she almost came off the bed. "OH GOD," she moaned. "TAKE IT OFF! PLEASE TAKE IT OFF!""They come off after you suck me off," I said softly. Obediently, she opened her mouth and I rammed my cock roughly into it. I reached the back of her mouth and just kept pushing. I could feel her gag reflex setting in. "Swallow," I commanded. Somehow she managed to still the reflex and I felt myself sliding into her tight throat.I was in heaven. My passion took over and I began ramming in and out of her tight throat. I felt my balls tightening and my cum squirting out of my cock into her waiting mouth. I pulled back enough so that she could catch a breath and then held her nose shut so she would have to swallow it all.I removed my still hard cock from her mouth and she began to try to spit out whatever little bit of my cum remained on her tongue. Finally she looked at me with tears running down her face. "Okay, I did what you asked. Now will you PLEASE take it off? It hurts really bad." I reached down and removed the clamp from her clit."I think we'll just leave the nipple clamps on a little longer," I told her."Just let me go. I've changed my mind. I don't want to do this anymore.""Remember, I told you that once we started you had to see it through to the end," I said softly. She began sobbing and ignoring her I simply climbed between her legs.I leaned forward and brought my mouth up to her, now dry, twat. I flicked out my tongue and licked all the way from the bottom of her cunt right up to her clit. I sucked gently on the clit. The sobbing stopped. I licked harder. Her hips began to move pushing toward me. I pushed a finger into her and curved it toward her G-spot. I rubbed gently and she moaned loudly.I continued to lick directly on her clit while running two fingers in and out of her. She moaned louder and then she was thrashing as much as she could in her bondage as her first orgasm of the night crashed around her. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! YESSS! I'M CUMMMMING!"I continued to lick, bringing her down slowly. I reached down and pulled the slip knots that secured her ankles, freeing her legs. I pushed her legs up, nearly doubling her over and rammed my raging cock into her. She grunted when I hit bottom and then began moving her hips trying to get me even deeper. "FUCK ME!!" she screamed. Over and over, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She crashed through one orgasm and another screaming and yelling her pleasure, not even caring that her husband in the other room with my wife could hear her moans and yells.I brought her through six more orgasms before my own passion finally overtook me and I stiffened, pumping gallons of my sticky cum into her. I collapsed on top of her but only for a moment. I raised up slightly, removed the nipple clips and freed her hands. I rolled off of her and she rolled to me cuddling into my arms. "God," she said softly when our ragged breathing began to subside, "I've never, ever felt that good before." I chuckled softly. "I'm glad you liked it. Its important that the first time be good if you're really going to enjoy the swinging lifestyle."We laid quietly listening to the sounds of squeaking bed springs and moans of pleasure from the other room. Finally she stirred looking up at me. "I really liked it when you forced me, but could we try it gently once?"I looked down at her, "Your wish is my command, my lady," and leaned over to kiss her softly.The End |
atlantawife8.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/atlantawife8.txt | PART 8For Derek it wasn't the first time he had seen his wife being fucked, nor the first time she had fucked someone without him being around, but it was the first time she had fucked around without them both planning it beforehand. She was flushed bright red and her eyes were wide with surprise, but not guilt. He recognized the man behind her immediately; it was Antwan, with his hands still on her hips and his cock still firmly inside of her. His mind was a blur of confused emotions. He wanted to say something else, but his mouth had gone dry. He shuffled into the living room and absently pushed the door closed behind him.Leslie remained frozen on her hands and knees, not sure what to say or do. She weakly tried to pull away and stand up to get her clothes. Antwan held her firmly by her waist, his cock still impaled in her ass. My god, had he just gotten harder? Her heart rate shot up even faster than it already was. For a few seconds they all were motionless. It seemed like an eternity to Leslie.Antwan broke the silence. "Good to see you again Derek. Come in and sit down. You are going to be seeing a lot more if this now so you had better get used to it." He started thrusting in and out again. "This is what you both wanted, remember? You guys both found me to start. Not much use sneaking around now that that video is out. I think that your wife is tired of keeping this in the shadows."Derek walked over to the other couch as if he were under a spell. He wanted to turn around and storm out in a rage, but what would that accomplish? He had encouraged her to go down this path, had even eagerly viewed most of her romps, but was this different? He tried to summon some anger, but the growing erection in his pants told him that he would not have the will to do so. He looked into his wife's eyes, but could not read her expression. It seemed like a mix of guilt, relief, and excitement."Leslie, tell him this is what you need." Antwan picked up the pace of his fucking."This is what I need." It came out almost in a whisper."What was that? Speak up so he can hear you. Tell him you need black dick.""I need black dick. I can't fucking help it. Oh god fuck meeeeee..." The last ended in a squeal as Antwan picked up his pace yet again, his balls slapping against her pussy with each stroke.Derek sat back, watching them fuck, and rubbed his now throbbing cock through his pants. The shock had worn off, the anger was gone, and the thrill was back. He could tell that she had noticed his erection, and for the first time since he had walked in she smiled at him. But not for long, soon she was squealing with another orgasm. They fucked for another 10 minutes as he watched, dimly aware that he had come in his pants somewhere along the way.Leslie was nearly spent. Unable to hold herself up she just slumped forward on the armrest as Antwan continued fucking her. She felt him beginning to tense up, his strokes becoming more irregular. Soon he groaned and pushed deep into her, shooting his load into her ass. He held tight to him for a bit before pulling his softening cock out of her ass with a plop. She dropped flat on the couch, cum oozing down onto her thighs.After a minute or so, Antwan stood up. "I think the two of you need time to talk. I am going to the bathroom to freshen up." He picked up his clothes and walked into the restroom.Derek walked over to Leslie. She lifted herself up to allow him to sit, then laid her head down in his lap. She smelled of perfume, sweat, and jizz. They sat there silently waiting for Antwan to finish in the restroom.He emerged from the bathroom, back in his suit. "I'm glad you called me today Leslie. It turned an otherwise boring day into one for the books."Leslie stood up and walked over to him, naked and unembarrassed. "Thank you, for everything; especially what you said about not being ashamed. I'll call you soon." She leaned up, kissing him."Don't take so long to do it this time.""I won't." She walked him to the door and let him out. She walked back over to Derek and sat down next to him. "I love you so much, you know that don't you?""I know. I love you too."They sat and talked; about Antwan, the video, the lifestyle, and how their friends would react, ultimately deciding that they didn't care. Later they showered and made love.***About a year later, as they walked up toward Martin's house, Derek was struck with an eerie sense of Deja-vu. Leslie had on the same red dress she had worn that first night with Martin. The top of her stockings peeked out under the hem as she walked. He turned her to face him. "Are you sure you really want to go through with this?" He smiled.Leslie just smiled and lifted her dress, exposing her freshly shaved pussy, no panties this time. "Does this answer your question?"They laughed and continued up the walk.Derek had been forced to resign his job nine months ago. Once word hit of Leslie's video that had leaked onto the internet, and rumors circulated of their weekly sex romps, office distractions had been too great for him to continue. It wasn't all bad, his bonus from the Seattle deal and his buyout were significant. Leslie had become the big bread winner, though. Over the past year she had filmed over 20 movies for Martin, becoming his most popular starlet. Most were unscripted romps with men from Martin's network of actors, some were men she had met at ClubXS, and one was even a six man gangbang with a local hip-hop star and his entourage. Martin had even helped her set up her own slut-wife themed website which was bringing in several thousand dollars a month.She had also fucked several pro basketball stars that were in town for games and wanted a private video session with her. Martin had set up these meets for which she usually made about five grand per night. He had tons of connections in the league, and word of her had apparently gotten around to the more ribald members. She felt like a high end call girl on those nights, and in a sense she was. She was pretty sure she would have fucked them for free, she continued to do with Antwan on about a weekly basis, but was not dumb enough to turn down easy money for something she enjoyed. Once you had fucked for money once, the rest were easy.Tonight's video was to be special, two girls and eight guys in a free-for-all. Leslie had not met any of the guys before, they were talent from the porn industry that Martin had brought in for the night. The girl she knew well. When Martin's door opened, Corie's smiling face greeted her. Her makeup was already smeared and she was half out of her blouse. "Hi girl. I guess I couldn't wait, we started without you."For the past few months Corie and Joe had been going to ClubXS with them. Several of her friends had snubbed her when word of her lifestyle got around, but she and Corie were closer than ever. Corie had gotten her into this in the first place, and hearing Leslie talking about her sex romps and videos ultimately led her to talk Joe into going to ClubXS for a night, just to watch. So much for watching, Corie had spent that night flat on her back in a hotel being fucked silly by a friend of Antwan's. Leslie and Antwan fucked in the room across the hallway, grinning at each other every time they heard a squeal from the other room. It wasn't long after that night that Corie started asking her about being in a movie with her.***Leslie walked into the living room. There were three men with cameras and eight black men, most already naked or in their underwear. All sported large fully erect cocks.Corie led her over to a blanket spread out on the floor. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time now." She said as she lowered her onto the floor. She began to kiss Leslie, tentatively at first, then deeply as her friend's lips parted willingly to accept her tongue."Oh god!" Leslie moaned, running her hands over Corie's silk blouse, feeling her friend's breasts in a sexual way for the first time. She had watched her fuck on tape before, but at the time had not viewed her friend with and hint of sexual attraction. Her feelings now caught her by surprise. She had not planned on having sex with Corie tonight, she thought they were just going to share the men. A few months back she had told Corie about the time she had sex with Anna, so apparently she had given her some ideas. Corie pulled her top completely off and dropped her bra, giving Leslie easy access to her breasts. She licked them eagerly. It was her first time with a woman since that day with Anna a year ago, and she could not figure out why she had waited so long to do it again.Corie rolled onto her back and pulled Leslie into a crouch over her face. "I want to taste you."Leslie lowered herself down, giving Corie access to her slit. She felt her begin to kiss and lick her bare pussy under her dress, obviously new to this as she had been a year ago, but learning fast. Leslie began to gyrate he hips as Corie began to hit the right spots. She looked up to see a cock staring her in the face. The men had been standing in a circle, content to watch up to this point. Now the rest of the fun was to start. She took him into her mouth as her friend sucked her clit gently from below. She took two more cocks into her hands and began to stroke. Someone lifted her dress up over her head, causing to break her blowjob. She unclasped her bra and dropped it to the side leaving herself clad only in a white garter belt and stockings. A different cock popped into view once her dress was off, and she moved in to blow him next. The went on that way with the men taking turns for a few minutes at a time in her mouth until she had been through all eight. Corie had driven her to the edge of orgasm a couple times, but could not quite pull the trigger.Leslie sat up and spun around to face Corie. "My turn. Just lay back and relax." She hissed her way down her body to her crotch, kissing the top of her mound gently as she pushed her panties down over her hips. Her legs fell apart, allowing her access to her cunt. Leslie moved in to taste pussy juice for only the second time. It was different from Anna, more musky and aromatic and deeply erotic. She was soaking wet; clearly had been anticipating this night for a long time. She began to lick, probe, and kiss, finding her sensitive spots quickly and pushing her to the edge. She felt someone move in behind her and soon a large cock was pressing against her own wet hole. "Oh fuck, oh yes, fuck me!" she cried out before returning to her friend's clit. The cock in her now was huge and she was having trouble focusing now, but wanted to give Corie the first orgasm of the night. She flicked her tongue against her clit, timing her moves to the cock thrusts fucking her from behind. Soon Corie began to squeal and writhe under her with her first orgasm. She pressed her face into her crotch, probing deeply with her tongue as Corie came, savoring the changing flavor as her juices flowed heavily with her climax.Soon they were separated. Leslie was now on her back, her legs spread high in the air as first one man then another took turns fucking her. Corie was on her hands and knees beside her being fucked doggy style while blowing someone in front of her. The sound of slapping skin and screaming women filled the air.The next man to enter Leslie was the tallest and most muscular of the group. He fucked her a few seconds before lifting her up by her ass and standing. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him while be bounced her up and down on his cock, throwing her around like a rag doll. She looked over his shoulder to see Derek and Joe standing across the room enjoying the show. The man fucking her now, she still had no idea what their names were, carried her over to the couch. He sat down, never lifting her from his cock, and continued to fuck her. Someone pushed her forward and pressed his cock against her ass. He popped in after a few strokes and began fucking her in rhythm with the other cock in her cunt. She had come to love double penetration, the pressure of the cock in her ass pushed the cock in her cunt forward against her G-spot, usually leading to quick and repeated orgasms. This time was no different, and she was cumming in a matter of minutes. Another man sat on the couch next to them with Corie impaled in his cock. Someone moved in behind her as well and began to enter her ass. She saw Corie wince and cry out a little as he began to push in. She took her hand and held it as she took her first DP. Corie squeezed her hand fiercely for a second, then her grip relaxed as she stretched to accommodate the two cocks. She cried out a few times, but before long was gasping deeply with another orgasm. Two other guys stood on the couch, one next to each, and pushed cocks in their faces. Soon they both had all three holes filled as they bounced up and down on the couch.She lost track of time as they continued to fuck through the group of men, giving all of their holes over to black cock. At one point she found herself facing Corie's pussy. Her friend was riding a cock in her ass, reverse cowgirl style, and she moved in to lick her vacant pussy. She was being fucked from behind herself and had to focus on her timing as she was being pushed to and fro. The close up view of a giant cock stretching Corie's ass to the limit was enough to drive her to another orgasm.It was a chain reaction from there. As soon as her orgasm passed the man fucking her pulled out and spun her toward him. A blast of cum hit her face as soon as she turned around, and two more shots landed in her hair and on her tits. She moved in to the glistening cock and sucked off the remaining cum, teasing the tender head with her tongue. A hand on her shoulder pulled her to her right and she was brought around to face another man masturbating rapidly. He groaned and began to spurt as well. She was able to catch most of the load in her mouth, filling it with a hot salty taste. She looked around and found a camera focused on her and opened her mouth to show off her load before swallowing with a smile. She looked around to see Corie, still being fucked in the ass, with cum glistening on her tits from two men who were just finishing. She crawled over and started licking cum off her tits, and felt another cock enter her from behind as she cleaned the sticky mess from Corie's breasts.Corie was sucking off another guy as she bounced up and down. Leslie saw her eyes widen as the man began to cum in her mouth. A few blobs fell from her mouth and onto her upturned face, stinging her eyes a little. She cleared her eyes and moved up to kiss her friend's cum filled lips. The swirled the load on each other's tongues for a bit before moving apart. The last to guys came almost simultaneously, one filling Leslies pussy and the other shooting deep into Corie's ass.Leslie slumped down on the couch and Corie sat beside her. They were breathing heavily, covered in jizz and sweat. The camera's moved in for a shot of the cum just beginning to ooze from their well fucked holes. Across the room she saw Derek and Joe smiling at them, massive erections visible in their pants.***Derek held her hand as they drove home later that night. She would fuck him well as soon as they got home, he was obviously horny as hell. She was tired and a little sore, but had a feeling he wouldn't last long after what he had seen tonight. The headlights zipping by in the other direction were hypnotic, and she was in a bit of a trance thinking about what her life had become over the past year. She was a black cock whore, but a happy one, and he loved her. That was all she needed.The End |
dildockvirus3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/74/dildockvirus3.txt | Chapter ThreeThe next working day was coming to a close for Laurel as she brushed a few wisps of stray blonde hair from her face. Most of her long locks were tied back in a ponytail as per company rules. Concentrating on work was useless. Her thoughts were in total distraction from the events of the previous night. No memories lay buried out of harms reach, locked within her subconscious this time, although she wished they were.Every moment of her incredulous internet sex session was forefront in her mind. And with a man she had instantly disliked, then despised, but ultimately, willingly obeyed. Reggie, she now knew to be the Black Diamond, had not only reprogrammed her computer, but her very life in the process. She was scared like no other time in her twenty one years of life! The way she behaved yesterday was just not like her. That wasn't the way she was raised. What if she couldn't change back? Even more frightening, what if she discovered she really didn't want to? Just thinking about the details of the last evening made her feel wet down there! Thankfully none of the men on her shift acted any differently towards her which gave at least some hope her latest display of depravity would slide past unscathed. As soon as I get home, she swore, I'm smashing that computer before I change my mind, so afraid she was of heading down a path of no return. Laurel was never one to swear or think bad of others, but under her breath more than once she muttered "God Damn that Dildock Virus!" She felt she desperately needed a shower as if a thorough cleansing her skin could do the same for the filth within.About five minutes left before the end of shift, her eyes caught the old repair technician Frank tucked away in a corner just leaning against the wall. Arms folded, he made no attempt to hide the fact he was just staring at her. And was that a smug grin on his face or not? She couldn't tell for sure, but Laurel tried not to look obvious in her discovery and made a point to pretend he wasn't there. The man was a creep. With his heavy eastern European accent he was sometimes hard to understand. Frank must be somewhere in his sixties she thought, swarthy complexioned, and tall and lean for his age. His greasy almost black hair was always combed back. His piercing deep set eyes looked lecherous when he peered down over his hawk shaped nose, and he always appeared to sport a couple days growth of stubble no matter what day you saw him.Laurel always tried to wear baggy, unflattering work clothes as she never wanted to be seen as anything but a co-worker to the rest of her shift workers, but Frank saw her through different eyes. That Laurel bitch, she can't fool me! Now there's a real fucking sexy woman there! Any excuse he had to follow behind her up as flight of stairs, he would keep close, just a few steps back so as to be eye level with her wonderful ass. As he watched it move, he would sniff the air behind her like a horny dog. He kept to himself which was best because his mind was forever obsessing about sex. He knew without a doubt he would fuck anything with a pussy given the chance, and had a past to prove it. He usually paid for sex, but now and then when he did find someone he could manipulate into fucking him, no affection or care was given. ...Why? They were just meat after all. He knew only lust and a selfish need to get himself off. Other than that he really had no use for relationships, especially those with women. And now, looking at Laurel, he was imagining her naked body with those shapely curves, tits he wanted to squeeze and suck, and a plump ass and young pussy he would devour before ultimately fucking without mercy.Every woman he had ever used eventually came around to worshipping his magnificent cock, or so he believed. After all, they always wound up begging for it, even the ones that were frightened, unwilling or cried out in pain as he took them. Each and every fucking one! At his age, Frank's libido certainly hadn't slowed down, in fact, it had only gotten worse. And that did not bode well for Laurel.The buzzer sounded, calling an end to the day for her shift and as the rest of the workers filed out, Laurel quickly went about her task of doing final checks on the line and completing her report. It did not go past her notice that Frank was still there, still waiting. Finally finished, she hurried to the common locker area acting as if she was in a hurry and had no time to talk to anyone. Collecting her gear from her locker, she noticed the flashing missed call indicator on her cell phone in its clip holder attached to her purse strap. Checking the number, it was as she thought, her mother hadn't heard from her and was checking up. She knew she should have gotten in touch yesterday, but obviously, things got away on her. She promised herself she'd call as soon as she got home and grabbed her purse. Deep in her thoughts as she left the locker area, the sound of Franks voice behind her made her jump."Before you leave Miss Haines, there is something important I have to show you." His dialect was heavy, but still capable of being understood."Oh! Hi Frank. Sorry, but I'm running a little late and can just catch my bus if I hurry, so perhaps...""Miss Haines" he interrupted. "You must see this problem tonight before it affects your whole production line tomorrow. It is important ... come see."What could Laurel do? Being relatively new to the company and to her position as production line specialist, if the mechanic says she should look at something... "Oh, ok. What is it you need me to look at?"Turning, he said "Follow me." She couldn't see his smirk as he walked ahead with every expectation she would be following. The situation didn't feel right in the first place and it wasn't long before she realized they weren't headed back to the line area, but off to somewhere else on another level of the building. Frank must have sensed her unease because he spoke just before she was about to question him on their destination. "The piece is in my office. We go there."Their path followed a twisted trail through the old Spanner factory, heading down one flight of stairs and then down another. She had already thought the building ready for the wrecking ball, but it started to take on an even more dim, dingy and eerie feel with each step. Hoping for the best, she did not want to even imagine what might be the real reason for this. Surely... He finally stopped at a solid unmarked wooden door and nodded. "Here" He deftly selected a key from many chained to his belt and drove it into the lock.As the door opened, he flicked a light switch and a dim overhead incandescent bathed the room in the glow of soft yellow light. The pronounced click the door made as he closed it behind them seemed ominous. How could he call this an office Laurel thought as she peered around? "You can hang your purse up on that." Frank said gesturing to a hook near the door. "The cleaners haven't been in for a while and I wouldn't want it getting dirty on the floor." Dirty? Thought Laurel, it was clear no leaning staff had stepped inside these walls for over a decade! Everything looked like a picture from another time. To the right an unlit florescent lamp hung low over a large stout wooden worktable with tools lining the pegboard at its back. Directly ahead was a good sized metal desk with a couple of chairs around it, barren except for a table lamp and a laptop computer. Off to the side, beside an open but totally dark room with who know what inside was someone's discarded sofa, oversized with dirty worn cushions. Looking further around the dingy room, she noticed odd machine parts of various sizes lining the walls between scattered metal cabinets in random fashion. Everywhere there was possible space on the walls, yellowed pin up girls cut out from old and forgotten newspapers and magazines were pasted or taped. It was a world of Frank's creation and as long as he had the uncanny ability to keep every old relic of machinery running on with hardly any investment, his eccentricity and exclusive domain over his quarters was overlooked by management. Besides, every now and then as he needed to work through the wee hours so that production could carry on without delay, a couch in one's workspace certainly was understandable."Sit down" Frank gestured to the chair in front of the desk where the laptop lay open. "I want to show you a real problem." His concern seemed staged and his quick words spoken with a heavier accent than usual hinted of suppressed excitement. This can't be good she thought. As Laurel sat down, he stood uncomfortably close behind and proceeded to insert a writable DVD into the pc's drive. Closing the tray shut, the computer began to whirl and click as it loaded the data, and he carried on with his narration. "The other day as I was on the internet I saw something interesting, very interesting, but I was too late to catch it all. So the next day I hoped it would be back and I would be ready to record it if it did."If Laurel was concerned before, she was heart racing panic now. Instantly she focused on every word, every nuance of just what he was telling her, hoping against hope that this was going to go in another direction other than she feared. Had he seen???"Yes ...very interesting..." he murmured just as the disk finished loading and a video player popped up. Within two seconds, Laurels world fell from under her as the web cam capture of last night came up on the screen sharp in detail and very well lit. And he had caught it all! There she was sexily swaying to a driving beat dressed in her tank top and cutoff jeans. All too well she knew what was going to happen next and quickly reached for the mouse to stop any further display. Frank's hand was quicker and prevented her by placing his hand over hers. "Wait!" He said. She sat still, frozen like a waxen figure. A slight trembling caused by her pounding heart the only sign of life. He leaned in even closer over her shoulder, near enough she could feel his warm breath puffing on the hairs of her neck. His next words were slow, deliberate and practically whispered in her ear. "It gets better."The next minutes that passed seemed like eternity as Laurel watched herself on the laptop strip off piece after piece clothing to music she could only imagine suitable for strippers, during which Frank's hand travelled slowly up her forearm. His eyes weren't on the screen. He had already seen it many times. From his perfect vantage point, he was focused right down the center her enticing cleavage. Hmm... she has not fought me so far... probably scared shitless. That was very good he thought. On the screen as he glanced up, she was now wiggling her ass to let underpants fall. He loved that part. Looking back down to the object of his desire, it was now time to press on and he raised his hand to rest on her upper arm, holding it gently, but firm.Like an old thief, well-practiced in the craft of subtle deception and trickery, he delivered his message in a low murmur close to her right ear. "Laurel, I have a problem you see. Imagine my surprise seeing you on my computer like this. I understand of course! I like to have fun too! And being young and so ...beautiful... why not? But I have concern for you. The internet is very big and very wide and who knows what ...trouble one could get into if the wrong people see these things we only did ...for fun ...in the moment." Straightening up, he now placed both hands at the base of her neck and gently began to massage her. The fact she did nothing to stop him did not go unnoticed. He approached her other ear with confidence as he continued."For example, let's say... oh, maybe one of the men from your assembly line found this... video of you. Maybe Danny huh? Young, dumb as shit... ugly bastard and stupid though eh? His mother must have given him up at birth. ...What if Crazy George got hold of this? That man is fucking nuts and have you seen him when he's angry? And what about Willy? That horny fat bastard has so many diseases he must fuck monkeys!" With his thumbs still hooked around her neck, his fingers now extended down to her collar bone. Still no resistance...."...or what if... they all found out together and caught you in the locker room..." Her involuntary shudder which made him smile. "I have heard of these ...gang rapes. Quite frightening, don't you think?" He gave that last thought a moment to fully sink in. "But" his voice then took on a lighter tone, "this doesn't need to happen ...This video doesn't need to go anywhere else. It can be our little secret, trust me. ...You know, just like you, I have a bit of free spirit in me too! I like to have a little fun now and then. What's the harm as long as things are kept quiet ...yes?" How many times had he used the same approach on others, only to lead them down a very dark path? He had made it an art of breaking and remaking promises over and over and over again until he got everything he wanted out of them, everything. This one was no different, only a far nicer catch and he had such excellent bait.She was now on the video display getting the fucking of her life from Reggie and obviously loving it. Still she remained motionless as his hands slipped lower over her chest and only stopped when they each were cupping a breast over her shirt and bra. He held them there while the sexual act on the computer raged on. Ha! No fight in this frightened little bitch! This will be easier than I thought. He swallowed the saliva that was building in his mouth with anticipation of the things to come.Laurel heard everything he had said. Every word drilled home. She had to force her eyes to blink as she watched herself getting fucked hard on the laptop screen. It's all come down to this she thought. How could I ever have thought this would end well? She felt trapped and helpless to stop this obscene old man just as surely as she knew the wanton act of onscreen sex had her full participation. Her horrified mind could think of no alternatives. Bad things were going to happen to her just as sure as time moved from one second to the next. She didn't have to wait long to hear the rest of his pitch."Here is what we will do." Franks hands came off her breasts as if his benevolent reprieve could offer hope, "I like you, eh? No one else needs to see this." He reached over and ejected the disk and put it to the side of the computer. "When you leave, you can take this with you, to do with it what you wish. The only thing I ask in return is that we spend ...a little time together, just this once. Soon it will be as if none of this ever happened. And who knows, it might be fun! ...yes?" Even though she couldn't see it, Frank made an attempt at his most sincere smile. Always lie just a little at a time, he reminded himself, and never let them lose hope ...before you crush it entirely.Laurel stared at the DVD just lying there motionless on the desk, and as if being woken from a trance, Laurel found she could move and talk. "Please...." Frank loved this part and really thought it only made sex better if he could get them begging early on. "Don't do this! I am sorry! It was a big mistake and I promise I'll never do it again." Another smile crept across his face. It was if she had told him in her own words, she was now his, to do with whatever he wanted.Always the same line thought Frank to himself. These girls must read from the same script! Now it was time to play the loving parent, the one who knew when caring punishment was necessary to change the course of behavior. "Yes, I'm sure you are truly sorry. I understand that my sweet Laurel." His concern and reassuring smile were well practiced. "But sometimes there is a price that must be paid for our actions. I will help you put this all behind you, but first, all I want is just a few minutes of your time. I'm sure we won't go too far and besides," he encouraged, "as I said, it might be fun!" He finished the sentence in his own mind ...just not for you!Then, without giving her time to think, he transitioned from the father to the gentle commander. Frank sat on the edge of the desk and folded his arms. He gave her enough personal space so as not to panic, yet not enough to think of escape. His voice was void of emotion, good or bad. "Stand up sweetie, let me look at you." He then kept quiet and waited. The next one to move ...loses.For the next moment, the two conflicting sides of Laurels personality battled for supremacy. Bells of alarm were clamoring in her mind. How could she think? The shadow of her old past was screaming to take control, run, horrified at the cliff she was hurtling towards. But her new emerging self was feigning indifference to the consequences and actually curious as to where this ride was going to take her. What choice, it argued, did she really have? It was a struggle only one side would win and before she realized it, she found herself slowly rising out of the chair and turning to face her antagonist. Besides, the winning voice added, it was only for a little while.Frank suppressed his grin. They're all the same. Sluts! His eyes caught hers before she looked away. In them he had a message. You had no chance.Calmly he continued. "Undo your shirt please. Right now I would just like to look at you." Frank knew from experience how to get what he wanted. To cook a live lobster without a struggle, you simply turn up the heat slowly. Next would come the compliments. He waited for the third button of her gray-blue top to come undone, starting to reveal her flesh toned bra before he encouraged her further. "Yes. How lovely. ...now take if off." His erection was starting to strain against the inside of his pants, but like a good angler, he knew when not to rush, you needed to wear the fish down first if you wished to see it flopping helplessly on the sand. "You are so beautiful." With her shirt was now off and discarded on the desk, her arms dropped limp against her sides. Controlling his building excitement he continued. "And now that bra darling, I must see those wonderful breasts of yours."Perhaps he wouldn't touch her, Laurel hoped. Perhaps this frightful old man just wanted to look and that would be enough to get himself off later. Fear is like a closing door. It always allows for one last glimmer of hope to shine through the crack before its shut forever. It was a simple working bra worn more for comfort than show, but as the last clasp came free, her restrained breasts bounded out from under their cups with a silent 'pop'. With slow deliberation, she removed it completely and set it on top of her already discarded shirt. Fully fleshed, yet still resistant to gravity and with generous nipples modestly poking up, they jiggled ever so slightly as she moved.Magnificent! What marvelous tits! Frank could not remember seeing a sexier pair of breasts on any woman! Right then and there urge to maul and suckle those magnificent things, to ravish this bitch and show her who is master and who is slave was overwhelming, but instead he continued on his planned course. The saliva in his mouth was building again. "Yes, you are very lovely!" He swallowed. His next command came after he had a moment to fully feed his arousal. "Now the rest please, let me admire you."Kicking off her low cut work shoes, she opened her belt, undid her pants and bending over, removed them leg at a time before also removing her socks. Franks eyes were wide in appreciation. Just look at the way those breasts hang! And those meaty legs! The pile of clothing on the desk grew before she finally stood before him naked except for her panties. Her mind held a small prayer. Perhaps now he would be satisfied. Frank was smiling! "Darling, you are perfection." His eyes cast themselves over every inch of her heavenly body like a judge at an animal show. That innocent face trying to shape a smile and framed by golden cascading hair, those stupendous tits, the curve of her hips, her little tummy and dancer like legs needed a moment to be admired. Laurel should have known better then to hope he was done with her. His voice was flat. "Remove your underpants."Laurel sighed as she hooked her thumbs into her waistband and started to bend over. "Stop!" The beginning of a bark ended sweet like thick molasses. "Turn your back to me as you do. And remove it slowly." She did as he requested. Laurel never felt so vulnerable in her life, and with her turned away from him, Frank no longer had to conceal his lusting snarl, fixated as he was on that magnificent ass she possessed. He had stared at it far too many times, without being able to get his hands on it. As she bent down to remove her panties, her buttocks tightened up deliciously. Very soon my dear, you will know what you're good for...She finally turned back around and Frank stood to stand directly over her. His smile was gone, but he needed her to carry a shred of hope just a little while longer so she wouldn't rebel. He also needed to test her degree of submission to be sure she was far enough along there would be no ...problems. The fish wasn't ready to be landed yet, or was it?His voice was breathy. It was getting harder to control his desires when he was so close. "Soon this will all be over. But I must touch you first." His right hand came up confidently to her left breast. Laurel jumped at the contact, but did nothing. His grip while not hurting was firm. He studied her eyes, trying to read her spirit. Was she his? Perhaps in shame, perhaps in dread of things yet to come, Laurel's head sagged and her eyes cast down. He felt her nipple stiffen against his hand. A small smile in victory slowly spread across his face and he bent his head to suckle at last on that magnificent teat!It wasn't long before he feasted like a starved infant hungry for the taste of its mother. Laurel now knew much more would be asked of her before he was finished. His other hand came up to maul her other breast as he continued sucking voraciously. If there had been a fly was on the wall, it would have been witness to the bizarre oddity of this naked young woman, beautiful in spirit and in flesh, passively standing erect in this dingy, dirty room as a grizzled old man hunched over her, feasting like an ancient vampire on her supple flesh. Turning his head to attack the other, he noticed her nipples standing fully erect. From fear or from stimulation, the effect on him was always the same. It pleased him. Her flesh was deliciously firm and smartly rebounded each time he pulled his sucking mouth off to find another area of contact. His cock had tented inside his pants, but before he would release it, he wanted to do one more thing."Sit up on the desk; I'm going to taste you there." She knew what he meant, but no one before had ever done that to her, not even her ex-boyfriend, if you could call him that. It wasn't his intent to offer her pleasure, he did it only because he wanted to. Laurels mind was reeling at the speed this hellish situation was getting worse and worse with no way out. But what chilled her most was the question she couldn't answer for herself. Was she allowing him his way with her because there truly was no way out, or in some way, she actually was looking forward to it?She sat up on an open area of the desk as Frank knelt down before her. She tried keeping her legs together, but Frank only pushed them wide apart. God! He thought peering. She's beautiful down here too! A puffy mound partially covered by trimmed pubic hair with a partially hidden pouty slit and... what's this? It looks damp already! Laurel was well aware she was revealing her most private parts to this lecherous old man, all her intimacy exposed for his amusement. She just wished she felt more shame and disgust than she did. He got close and sniffed her before he grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and fed her towards his waiting mouth. He did not play nor did he tease. He simply drove his tongue deep into something he had thought only a day or two earlier unattainable. And he was relentless in his consumption of such a delectable meal.With a little grunt, her breath stopped for nearly half a minute before a gasp finally surged air back in. Such an act of perversity! But oh so erotic! There was no denying the ripples of pleasure radiating throughout her entire body. Why did she never allow this before? It was incredible! And it wasn't too long under such an onslaught before she unconsciously began to gently thrust her hips at Franks face in an effort to extract even more pleasure from his obviously gifted mouth. Another moment later as Frank pulled back to catch his own breath, he saw creamy lubrication oozing slowly out her parted and very receptive slit. This soon, he questioned and the bitch is ready? He wasted no more time. His cock had endured captivity long enough and without further delay his belt was loose, his work boots kicked off and his pants down and thrown to the side. Laurels eyes widened as she noticed the huge distention in his underwear. He made a point of studying her face as he rid himself of his last piece of clothing.His cock bounded out, not yet fully erect but finally free and aggressively inflating in anticipation. Her eyes widened and her jaw went slack. Frank did not have a normal looking cock. It was definitely odd, even grotesque. Much longer than most, its shaft look narrow because of its length, but the circumcised head was huge and bulbous with the piss slit not on the top, but more underneath and gaping. His ball sack and testicles were just massive as if built for a bull rather than a man. In all of Frank's many sexual encounters, only two had ever laughed. Only two and he made sure they didn't laugh long."Fair is fair. It's my turn now!" He motioned her to her knees in front of him. It was time to ramp up his authority, but not so much as to be careless. He still needed to be mindful of Laurels state of mind so as to manage the possibility of total panic which could lead to revolt. He didn't need another one getting out of control. Not in this country. He looked domineeringly down at her as she acquiesced to his gesture. The game would now be played at a higher level. He would now be the master, and she, just new meat. "How much cock have you sucked? Her eyes never left his as she shook her head no. It keeps getting better Frank thought to himself before continuing. "You will learn to suck this good. Yes? I tell you what to do and you will ...obey. Now grab it like a child holding a melting ice cream cone and lick it all over. We start there."Laurel, kneeling mutely before him, found herself inches from this enormous beast. Although bizarre in appearance, she couldn't help but feel drawn to its presence, and the power it possessed. When she grasped it in her hand for the first time, she could feel its heat and the pulsing ridges of its veins. Then she realized it. For the first time in her life she was going to be putting a man's cock in her mouth. She didn't miss the irony that she had been saving such things for someone more her age that one day she would hope to marry. Now the first cock she would suck would be this weird looking thing belonging to a crazy obscene old bastard. She had only seen two penises in real life before this day, and while this one's size and shape would repulse many women, she found herself... wanting it."Now!" Franks impatience belied a concern for what her hesitation might mean. He had to nip any notion of disobedience in the bud. "Do it now!" Her left hand reached up and curled its fingers around his base, not quite sure how tightly to hold it. Her head moved forward and almost as if time slowed for Laurel, her tongue made first contact with a penis as she gave a slow long lick up the shaft. Ridged yet soft, smooth yet bumpy, she took another lick and then another. She was trying to decide if it was something she would want to do or not. But, each following lick only made her think increasingly of how much she did like it. What had started as stiff explorative attempts, soon became meaningful creative stokes that danced not only over his entire shaft and head, but eventually travelled down to caress his ball sack with loving attention. She was a fucking natural! Frank couldn't help but show his smug satisfaction as he looked down upon this blond beauty kneeling before him, paying such exquisite homage to his cock. How quickly was this one learning! A voice inside spoke to his state of mind. Yes, my love, soon you will be pleasing me in many ways you only glimpsed of in nightmares. Very soon..."Now it is time to put it in your mouth." His request was direct and to the point. "Let's see how you suck." She pulled back for a second and caught his eyes before beginning. His cockhead was large and bulbous and she had to stretch her mouth to fully engulf it. Odd, she thought, how completely right it felt as she bathed the head with her tongue."Hey! Keep stroking it as you suck... yes... that's it. Mmmm... now stick your tongue in my pisshole... Oh Christ!" Frank had trained many others how to please him, but none were as fast as this one! He was quite impressed and soon his cock head tingling in pleasure. "Goood! Good girl!" Words of reinforcement were always part of the process, just used far more sparingly as things advanced. When he was finished with this one, she would know blind obedience and ready to do anything just to earn his approval. "Now take it in deep, much deeper. I know I am huge, but soon you will be able to swallow me completely." None had been successful before, but with this one, he would make it happen.Fuck! She's doing it! This girl, who seemed to never have sucked a cock in her life, was becoming a fucking pro! After only one or two gags, she was controlling her reflexes and had him almost two thirds down her throat. There seemed no effort in timing her breath control. A fucking natural!Her pace and depth tolerance continually improved. The thought that this was stunning, untouchable Laurel, sucking on his dick like a total slut made Frank realize he better withdraw now or too soon he would ejaculating down her gullet. He pulled her off and nodded for her to get up on the desk again. "Sit up! Now we have some real fun!"Laurel knew what was coming as she hoisted herself back on the desktop near the edge and splayed her legs. Why she was so compliant? She knew that this scary old man was about to insert that odd creature of his into her most intimate part, and she wasn't even freaking! In fact, she seemed almost ...ready. Could she ever say no again? He moved in closer with his ridged dick spiking in the air and out thrust jaw almost challenging any question of his supremacy. This was always an important moment of mastery for Frank. Almost never does one get a chance to fuck someone like her. Rich young handsome assholes that never knew hardship, those are the pricks that as if by God given right get to fuck young things such as this! And with these bitches, you so much as smile at the cunts and they press charges. But not today! Fuck them! Fuck them all! Today it was going to be him, Frank, poking her pussy. Now she would know how a real man fucks! He placed his cock head to her opening and pushed in looking intently at her face as he did. He always studied their expression the first time he invaded them. A conceited pleasure made him smile as he watched her eyes squint and mouth oval. She gave an odd grunting sound as he pushed it in so deep that it seemed it impossible to go further. With their groins tightly pressed together, he spoke to her with a half snarl, "Like I told you, fun." He was in so far that she never thought anything could go that deep! This perverted, horrible old man, leering, had his cock entirely inside her. And she, with her legs spread far apart, felt... wonderfully full!Frank slowly pulled back only to thrust it in again. God damn! Her silky lining grasped his shaft and head like a tight silk glove. And to her, it felt like his cock was a hot steel bar stretching her to walls to maximum containment. Especially that head! Ugh! ...Ugh! ...Ugh! Oh that glorious head! All her nerve endings were firing off like miniature fireworks."Oh yesss... you like this, you little CockSlut! I can tell these things." A responding shiver ran down Laurels entire body as again she heard that keyword implanted in her mind... Cockslut. "I knew you would be a whore just like the others!" Smug satisfaction stretched across his face as he thought back to them. Some just didn't know it at first, but eventually, they all did. "Tell me how you love it! Tell me how you worship my cock!"Did it all come down to this? If only she could tell herself it wasn't true! How could he shame her to admit it? In her silence, she hoped her expression was enough to convey her surrender. But Frank wanted more. He withdrew from inside her until he heard what he wanted to hear. "Say it! Damn you!"Her eyes opened only to again stare at evil, this perverted old man with contempt and power defiantly showing on his face. Only a few days before, she would have been screaming and clawing at him, desperate to escape, but this was now. And right now... she wanted it, no... she had to feel it inside her and admission was the only answer she could give. "...Please, put it back in. I ...love it."Frank gave Laurel her reward by viciously stabbing it back deep inside the blonde's shapely body again and again. If it was for punishment or for pleasure, he didn't care which. Without her even being aware, her legs slowly entangled around his hips like a carnivorous plant enclosing its prey, never intending to let him get away. Minutes of heated lust played out. Sweat was forming a sheen on his face and body as he continued his barrage. God this one feels good! He felt himself building; ready to discharge like he hadn't in years. Then, abruptly he stopped. And as he withdrew, a small strand of their communal sex juices connected them to their carnal act one moment longer."Get over to the couch" he gestured with his head as he backed away, "Now I'm going to fuck you like a bitch dog, on your hands and knees." Again that small part of her long stilled mind was wondering why she was so complacent, but she was. She positioned herself on all fours on top of the couch as if she was some starlet getting ready for the next scene in a porn movie. As she waited for him to mount her, like a judge he studied her still heaving chest with those stupendous hanging breasts, her arched back, shapely legs and that magnificent rump. To him she was no different than some prized contestant displaying perfect form at a major kennel show. Damn she looked good this way too!He slid up on the couch close behind her, his lecherous old frame ready to once again envelop her, despoiling her perfect youth. Inhaling deeply, Frank drank in that glorious smell of sex that drove his engorged cock twitching to mount her yet again. With an involuntary gasp she felt him sliding back in. This should feel so wrong! Where was the sense of violation, her humiliation and repulsion for such a disgusting man? Where was her outrage for his attack on her most intimate self? Where was that trusted voice within, the one that saw her safely through her life up to now and only recently abandoned her? Was it gone? Should she weep? All she felt now was the exquisite sensation that was coursing through her entire body with each thrust and craved only more! In her twisted new way of thinking, she realized it didn't matter which man was fucking her, whether he was cruel or kind, young or old, ugly or handsome, it was the fact was they all had cocks. That's all that matter ed.His pounding intensified, and unaware, she was pushing back just as hard stroke for stroke. The prophetic words of Reggie, the man who made her what she now was, flashed in her mind with accepted truth... Whether it's a dildo or a cock, anything stuffed inside feels great! Oh how true he was!Frank removed his hands from her hips to grab her golden mane like the reins of a filly ready to be broken hard. This one was too easy! No fight in this one! She was completely his, and with a cruel sneer she couldn't see, Frank declared it was now time to bring this bitch home! "Ahhhhh!" he grunted! Absolutely the best! These fucking American women are such cheap sluts once mastered. But this one is so much better than the trash I pay for! Yes Frank had paid for many ladies of the night over his years in the States, but never used the same girl twice. He knew better than to ask. And he always made it a point to go out of state for his more "exotic" tastes. But this one, he swore as his eyes rolled up in distant reflection, ...I will use again and again and again...With an unforgiving grip he pulled her head back by the hair, she reared like a mare whose mouth was caught savagely with the bit. "You do like it! You are mine now little bitch! Tell me again how you like it! Tell you will let me do anything I want with you!" If Laurel could have wept, she would have. But the truth was ringing like a tower bell inside her mind. She didn't want to openly admit it, but she did like it, she did, oh how she did. A sharp slap to her ass was her final prompt. "Answer me little whore!"Tears of relief, freedom from denial allowed her answer to come out in a bursting sob. "Yes! God damn you! I love it! I love your cock! Do what you want with me! Please! Just... don't stop!"Never had one of his victims been so quick to submit. From here on, he would not take it slow! Smug satisfaction and superiority beamed from his frightening visage as he continued the verbal abuse. "Oh yes my pretty little bitch! You whore! You truly are mine now! And I will take you to heaven. And I will take you to hell! Tell me what you are! ...Say it!""...I am a Cockslut! Your Cockslut! ...your Cockslut!" Part of her brain snapped in realization of what she had just done! My God! Astonishingly, she was using her own trigger word on herself! It wasn't the computer, or someone else transforming her into a sex addicted mess this time! Through that key word, she was actually programming herself! And immediately like opiate hitting her brain, her mind opened up, drowning with the incredible oncoming rush. Her grinding against him intensified into absolute frenzy. Each press of his cockhead against her cervix, each ounce of friction against her vaginal wall, each scrub of his pubic hair against her ass and each pounding slap of that huge ball sack against her clit, spoke of ultimate joy! She had given total surrender to her new mindless mantra! ...cockslut... cockslut... cockslut... cockslut...His dominance now unquestioned, Frank allowed himself to be lost in his own sexual lust! His mind was now fixated at the crossroads of all his desires and frustrations. All those young girls back home, so much better than these teasing American cunts... till now. How many were there? Innocent, quiet, afraid to fight back, ultimately they all wound up doing as they were told... Oh... the things I've done...Franks eyes hardened and his face turned sinister. Remembering always led to that one night, the reason he had to flee almost overnight from all those bastards who vilified him and sought his destruction. Yes! There were other close calls, but not like that one. Unnoticed by him, his thrusts obtained a new level of savagery, driving and unrelenting. He was building to his climax. In his thoughts, Frank was ready to roar his defiant answer to all his enemies, the injustice against him and his narrow escape. Only to wind up in this stinking fucking country with this stinking fucking job! His answer would be in his seed pumping into this fucking whore! By God! He hoped she was fertile so another bastard child of his would be walking this earth. The ramblings of his mind finally found voice with mutterings under his breath. "Fuck you! Fuck you all! ...Bastards! Pricks! ...I shit on all of you! ...Just you wait!..."Laurel, lost in her own world of fantasy, heard nothing! She was even closer to her own ultimate ecstasy. Again an innate fantasy to be exposed to others at the moment of release had consumed her. This time as clear as it was real, she is on her knees, face pressed against dirty flattened cardboard on a cold sidewalk in some skid row back alley. She is being fucked from behind by some tramp as others jeer him on, waiting for their turn. She turns her head seeing all the damaged misfits of society swelling in numbers around her. The old, the wretched, the unclean, all the castoffs are pulling down their pants, and priming their greasy unwashed cocks as they impatiently wait. As her face is rubbed along the ground with each shove, a particularly disgusting rummy is staggering to her face already half naked from the waist down and lifts her up onto her arms as he kneels, bringing his oily cock closer and closer to her mouth for her to suck on. The smell is overwhelming, but surprisingly, it only stimulates her more as she opens her mouth in acceptance and now willing anticipation.The orgasm which ripped through Laurel was without compare! Her whole body trembled then shook in violent convulsions. The building clamor of alarms, passion, disgust and joy all turned into a full roar inside her head! Despite her vagina gripping it's invader in almost a death grip with contractions, her juices sprayed back with such force and volume that Frank thought she was pissing on him! He snapped out of his own lustful daydream to quickly realize the bitch was coming. But instead of spurring him on to his own climax, he was irritated she came first without him and distracted him away from his own depraved, lust obsessed moment. He pulled out just as Laurel was in her final thrashings. He now had something else in mind to do with her. He had intended to bury his seed so deep into this slut she would know what it's like to be bred by a bull, but now she needed to know it was only him that mattered. He was going to make her drink it! If she fucking cums like pee, wait till she sees mine when I cum! Roughly shoving her hips off the couch to the floor, he sat down with his dripping cock fully erect and growled his order to the dazed young woman. "Finish me off slut! I'll teach you about cumming!"Laurel, still disoriented, crawled between his legs. Frank knew it would be long. Her mouth easily enclosed a third of his length. Immediately she began servicing him like a pro. "Yes, little cunt! I'm going to drive it so far down your throat when I come you'll have no choice but to drink it all. And I will unload so much juice you'll think I'm pissing right into your fucking belly!" Hearing this, she paused to look up, but Frank, allowing no disobedience, placed his hands on her head and forced her back down with no opportunity to pull away. With such restriction, she had no choice but to carry on.God she was good! Almost all of it was entirely inside her face! Frank only judged women by how they made his dick feel, and this one was fantastic! He relaxed his grip on her head when he saw she was continuing on her own. He looked at the sexy, curvy young woman, strands of her sweaty blonde hair matted against her shoulders, the rest of her golden locks bouncing with her effort. He felt her timed breath huffing against his pubic hairs. It exulted him to think it was between his old legs that this wonton young American bitch was getting off as well... on his cock! Oh fuck! Yes, that delicious tingle was back! It would only be seconds now! In a move that surprised Laurel, the total might of his hands pushed her head completely down, impaling himself deep inside. Her nose mashed into his pelvis while he started bucking with quick controlled thrusts. Laurel, frantic now, tried to push away with both hands against his belly and release herself from his bizarre choke hold. "Oh no you don't little bitch! You will swallow it all!" His cock then began twitching like some alien invader laying its seed deep within its helpless victim. Spray after spray she felt it entering her. He was cumming so far down her throat; she was helpless to do anything but experience it. Her unfocused eyes began to water as she struggled to breathe. Staying alive now became the most important thing. And still he kept cumming. When tears began rolling down her face, he exulted in it. He always loved it when he made them cry. Her hands became fists as she pounded on his chest, desperate to let her go. The futility of her attempt was laughable. Her face was turning from bright red to purple and the sound of a rapidly pounding trip hammer began banging louder and louder in her skull. Then... finally, he was done.The moment just before she would have faded from consciousness, he let her go. Heaving sobs of air racked her chest as she knelt before him. Half a minute passed before it finally looked that she was starting to settle down. He reached out and began stroking her hair gently. Frank then spoke to her with the same tone a loving father would give in explaining the need for correction to an errant child while the pain of discipline slowly fades."I am so sorry Laurel for being forceful with you. In time you will learn not to question my authority and will do as you are told. It will be better for all of us"In time...? The words staggered Laurel. What did he mean... in time? It was maddening to her! All these conflicting emotions and experiences needed time to be deal with, to be understood. But there was no time!In the brief moment of respite following the aftermath of her orgasm, the small voice of her former self was wailing to be heard, trying to wake her from this terrible reality. But the new Laurel stepped fiercely in front to remind her what in truth she really now was. And so began the new mantra... a Cockslut... cockslut... cockslut... She had no chance. Before she was aware, she was leaning forward and nuzzling back into his groin. She placed his softening cock into her mouth and gently began to suckle. Ah! Frank thought. So fucking easy this one! Already she tries to make up by serving me. He let her continue for a little while to show his approval before the irritation on his already spent cock told him it was time to stop this devotion."Ok, enough. Get off." Yet still she continued in her efforts to bring him back to full erection. "Bitch! I said enough! Get off now!" Again she acted as if she hadn't heard his demand. Is she stupid all of a sudden? Quickly he raised his right hand to give a good swift cuff to her head. Some things it seems the cunt still needs to learn! But before he could deliver his blow, with the speed of a cat pouncing on an escaping mouse, her hand reached over and clutched his balls in a firm grip.Her nails dug dangerously into his scrotum like sharp claws, capable of execution on quick notice. At the same time her eyes flashed up to meet his, piercing and feral. He instantly got the message. Any wrongful act on his part and he would be missing a nut sack and half his length.He took a moment before he chose his next words. Still trying to exert authority over the situation, his next command spoke of calm control. "I said stop. It is finished, over. Release me now before I get angry with you." Still she continued.Another moment later, his tone had softened as he changed tactics. "I just came and am finished. Get off. There is no more." Still she did not relent.Although her touch was magnificent, his cocks spent sensitivity and the throbbing pain in his balls from such a nut busting discharge had him squirming. "It aches now. Stop it." But she only persisted.And then desperation made him say something he had not said to a woman since his youth. "...Please."At this, without removing her mouth or hands, she looked up to stare directly into his eyes. And when she did, Frank was taken aback. He saw something that he had never seen in anyone but himself... wild, pure, unfiltered lust. Then, she just got back to business. It was in this moment of exasperation when finally understanding struck him hard! She wasn't trying to pull away before when he came, she only wanted him to shoot off in her mouth where she could... she could taste it! A woman whom he was sure had never sucked a cock in her life before this day was now addicted to the taste of semen! Unbelievable! She wants me to come in her mouth now...so she can... fucking taste it? Who is this woman?By now his sensitivity was starting to dull and her expert abilities were getting him raging hard again, despite the protest of his throbbing balls. But with this new knowledge and the realization that this would not be over until she said so, the mean hateful side of his being manifested itself with a snarl and a new edge to his speech."Yah you fucking bitch! You need it eh? You want more of my spunk, to swim in your belly like fish. Well you whore, I give it to you. So much, you'll think I'm pissing! ...Ugh! ...You cum addicted little cunt!" She brought me back to life, thought Frank, and now she will pay! He let his mind go, to fixate totally on wild fantasy and past transgressions. And in all those horrible acts he perpetuated, Laurel's face was the only one he saw! Oh! And then his thoughts turned to all the new and horrible ways he would ravage her! Passion flamed without boundary, and quickly the actions of his thoughts flowed freely into the rantings that spewed from his mouth."I'm going to pump so much cum down your gizzard you'll drown bitch!" He was thrusting now in short frenetic strokes. "Your life is now a nightmare, you cunt!" On and on the diatribe continued until abruptly his head snapped back and he bellowed a final roar of fierce primal triumph. "Arrrghh!!" Spray hit the back of her throat like a rapidly firing water pistol. This time she was determined to taste it and felt her cheeks quickly filling, and then, stretching taunt. But the taste! Oh god it was good! So good! Without even one hand touching herself, she was orgasming again! Her throat shrilled in high vibration! Jet after jet after jet! Soon her mouth was so full she had to start swallowing or drown. Being as full as her mouth was, some couldn't help but squirt out the sides of her perfect seal with his cock as she did so. It took several gulps to feel any control. Laurel was now at the peak of her climax and Frank saw her eyes roll back into her head and her eyelids flutter.After it was over, she finally released him, gasping for air, and he saw sperm still pooling inside her slackened mouth. Then, after another swallow she began to lick her tongue around the outside of her mouth like that small child trying to catch the last trace of delicious ice cream now that there was no more to enjoy.And then it was over. The only sound was their mutual labored breathing. Not a word was spoken. It seemed surreal, as if all the passion, lust and emotions brought out from dark hidden memories and unyielding urges seemed to fade into air like morning mist. No eye contact was made. After a brief moment Laurel got up off the floor and began to get dressed. There was no rush nor thought to the other person in the room. Like two rival predators unsure of their opponent's limits, they kept their respectful distance, acting with disregard yet concealing the tremendous tension that lay beneath. Cinching her belt in the last act of getting dressed, after picking up the DVD, Laurel went to where her handbag hung on the wall and grabbed it before leaving. The heavy door closed with a quiet... click.After she had left, Frank lit up a cigarette and sat back down on the sofa, sitting near the edge so his testicles could hang down unhindered. "My fucking balls still ache!" he muttered to no one. Christ that woman! Not that he was upset with her so much as he was impressed. Imagine! Never having sucked a cock before that day, yet leaving the best he knew. He finished his smoke in thoughtful assessment.On his way home to his apartment, Frank stopped at a plaza along the way where he knew there to be a public phone booth in a remote corner of the parking lot. Stepping in he entered a local phone number he had only ever called a few times, yet he knew from heart, one that would never be found written down or in any address book. After two rings he hung up and then punched the number in again, this time letting it ring for five. On his third attempt someone picked up. The both spoke in their native tongue."Henri? ...Frank. Are we good to talk? ...I have found her. She will be our queen of sluts."The following conversation was brief and when Frank hung up, he paused for a moment of reflection before a smile spread across his face, one that his eyes did not share in. He had one last thought as he lit another cigarette and walked back to his car. It will be good to be back in business again.ENDThe author invites you to contact him with your comments.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any ofthe scenarios in this story; should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 74 |
aroutine3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/60/aroutine3.txt | Author Note: This story features scenes of non consensual sex. Persons who do not wish to read such scenes are advised to stop now. The author does not condone in real life the activities depicted in this fantasy.***Chapter 11: Lost MemoriesAlmost a month later to the day I returned to the SlendaBond Training Facility. Virginia was not with me on this trip. I visited Morgan Richmond again briefly and again set out with the training director, Charlie, for another tour. I hoped to see many things this time that he had not shown me on my initial visit."I am just dying to see how far you good people have gotten bringing Stephanie under control!" I said."We have been able to embed many post-hypnotic suggestion words in her subconscious that we can use as a backup if she fails to obey 'voluntarily'. We also now have the ability to put her into direct trance control whenever we want just by uttering a key phrase - just the way you saw us do it to Laura and Henry on your previous visit. We can then directly control her sexual responses, make her nipples erect, make her labia engorge, make her little clitoris come out from hiding in the clitoral cowl, even make her vagina secrete sexual fluids!""That is fantastic!" I said, and high-fived him just as we did on my previous visit."But I don't want you to just take my word for it. Let us go pay Stephanie a visit in her pod.""Her what?" I said."If you will follow me, Bill, I will take you to another level of this building called the "pod floor" where you will see how we continue a slave's education after she completes basic training in the 'cylinder room' that you saw last month. First we visited the Olympic size swimming pool first. There were many naked slaves of both sexes swimming and diving there. They all looked physically fit. We progressed to the gymnasium where we saw row after row of naked humans of both sexes. Some rows were learning to prance. Each was made to lift his or her knees high on each beat of the music. Other rows were doing sit-ups to strengthen and tone their abdominal muscles. There was one row of women only receiving basic fellatio training. Charlie took me close to these young women. It was obvious that each woman in this group thought fellatio was beneath her dignity. Yet each was performing the act on her respective male trainer."Why don't some of them refuse?" I asked."Because of the post-hypnotic controls. Some of them are actually responding to post-hypnotic commands even now. Others fear losing control of their bodies to the hypnotic commands, and so will obey 'voluntarily' in order to avoid coming under hypnotic controls. Either way they are being compelled to do an act which most of them find repugnant. It is, in a real sense, their introduction to what it means to be a slave."I followed him back to the elevator and up to the third floor. As we stepped out on this floor I saw row after row of beds called "pods" containing naked humans with each covered by a clear plastic dome. Each naked slave was restrained except for one hand and I noted a video camera trained on each one. Each wore an earphone headset. Some, but not all, were wearing a special visor over the eyes. Those in this latter group also were connected to IV lines dripping saline solution and other drugs into their bodies."This room looks positively spooky." I said. "What is the purpose of all these restraints, all these visors, and the clear plastic domes?""The clear plastic dome is to keep their space draft free and temperature and humidity controlled. That way we don't have to give them clothing, blankets or sheets for reasons of comfort or health. It also means that we can observe them 24/7 without their having any privacy. We do not allow them to masturbate on this floor. It is all part of their training that they are no longer masters or mistresses of their own bodies. The video cameras are there to detect any attempts at masturbation. Operators monitor these video cameras 24/7 and when any masturbatory act is observed, the operator will immediately reprimand the subject through the earphones. A second offense means they lose their free hand privilege." "So basically" I responded, "the subject is reminded that his or her genitals are the master's property and that to touch them without permission 'would be like stealing' from the master.""That's right, Bill. We do not want to keep them sexually frustrated on a long term basis but, at this stage of training, it make a powerful impression on their psyches.""I'll bet it does!" I gleefully replied."If the cylinder room you saw last month was about 'sensory deprivation'," Charlie continued, "this pod room is about 'memory deprivation'. It is also about the installation of new 'memories' to replace the ones deleted." The new 'memories' are installed by means of virtual reality software through their visors. With the help of certain drugs, they will forget certain memories we want them to forget and they will remember virtual reality experiences we implant as though these things had actually happened to them in real life.""Where do you get drugs like that?" I said, amazed."In the early twenty first century," Charlie went on, "there was a drug widely used in hospital operating rooms for light anesthesia. It was a beta-blocker called propranolol. It was discovered that this drug had the ability to block all recall of things that happened while the patient was under the influence of the drug. Later researches showed that this drug could be used to help victims of post-traumatic stress learn to forget their traumatic experience.""I don't quite follow you, Charlie. What does post-traumatic stress have to do with brainwashing slaves?" "Bear with me. Eventually another drug in the same family was found, patented under the name 'MemZip24' which could be used to completely suppress any memory by recreating the memory in conscious awareness while the patient was under the influence of the drug. Finally a sister drug called 'MemZip27' was developed which had the interesting property that it could reinforce a memory, or turn a virtual reality experience into one remembered as though from real life.""But why would you want to erase parts of a slave's memory, Charlie?""The most important way in which we use these drugs, particularly '24', is at the end of a slave's indenture, prior to setting him or her free. Here the purpose is to purge the slave's mind of any knowledge or memories of their service which might compromise a company's proprietary processes, confidential client lists, or the sexual privacy of any person the slave was made to serve during her time of slavery. We cannot have a newly freed slave going out and writing a book exposing the sexual quirks of some of her past masters or their friends.""I guess not!" I said. If they could do that after they are freed it would kind of defeat the whole purpose of the slave system, would it not?""Indeed, Bill. If you look down the row of pods you will see that maybe a third of them have the virtual reality visors and the IV line hookups. Most of these, in turn, are slaves who are near completion of their indentures. When they leave our facility as free men and women, they will have no memory at all of what really happened during their term of slavery. Instead they will have some false memories of that time implanted by us through virtual reality with the help of the drug we call '27'. The false memories are a kindness since that way they will not have constant anxiety about a 'black hole' in their memories. In the false memories they will remember that they were slaves for a number of years, but that they only performed mundane tasks like filing, shelving books, digging ditches or whatever. They will not remember who their masters were or the actual nature of the things they did.""Wow! Can I ever see the benefits of that! That gives a whole new freedom to masters and mistresses, knowing that their secrets are forever safe!" I exclaimed. "Do you use 'memory deprivation', as you call it, for other purposes as well?""Indeed yes. Some want a slave who obeys out of a deeply held feeling and belief that we, and others that we may designate, have a moral right to exercise absolute authority over his or her person. We are, after all, his or her 'betters'. I want to stress that your Stephanie will not be getting this type of conditioning. In her case the client does not want to take away her belief in her own dignity. Rather he wants her to obey him in all things because she will feel compelled to do so by the post hypnotic suggestions.""You may remember Mary from your earlier visit. She would be an example of the type of slave who believes other people are her 'betters'. She is eager to obey and shows no resistance whatsoever. She was nothing at all like that when she was sent to us under court order. In fact she was one of the most independent minded and defiant slaves we ever received at this facility.""How is it possible to change a person's basic nature so profoundly?" I asked, amazed."The very will to resist mind control stems from a belief in the dignity of the person based, to a considerable extent, on Jeffersonian notions that all men are created equal, and that certain rights are 'inalienable'. Any memory of such a belief is the first memory we have to remove from those of our slaves who are going through what we call 'inferiority training'. Usually we only do this to the ones who are enslaved for life, though it is possible to do it on a reversible basis to the ones who are serving a five or ten year indenture.""Will this be done to Stephanie?""No because the client did not want a slave who felt inferior. He wanted Stephanie to be independent minded and defiant about her condition. This dovetails nicely with the fact he is also planning to use her professional abilities.""If we are going to produce an 'inferior' slave, we first strip away the slave's initial belief that she is, in some fundamental sense, equal to her captors. She is not equal and must learn that early on. She is inferior to her 'betters'. She is Inferior morally, philosophically, legally, politically. She must learn that all her satisfactions in life are to come from being pleasing in the sight of her master or mistress and their friends. If these people smile upon her then she is worthy and entitled to self-esteem." "If she is commanded to suck a penis or lick a vulva, she does not even ask if she is attracted to the man or woman whose penis or vulva it is. Of course she is attracted to that person and his or her genitals because that person is one of her betters. He or she is entitled to pleasure from her. If she is asked to spread her legs for a man's pleasure she doesn't question if this is a man for whom she feels some special attraction. She spreads her legs because it is both her duty and her pleasure to submit to one of her betters in this way.""So much for producing future slaves like our 'Mary'. I think what you really came for today is to see what we have done with your Stephanie. Am I right?""Yes! Lead on please!" I replied excitedly.We walked down to the 37th pod on the left side and I gazed, through the plastic dome, with fascination at the girl I had done so much to enslave. Now my client was clearly well on the way to turning her into a creature that would give great pleasure to the ultimate client. Stephanie Glenn was quite naked, like all the others. I noted with great pleasure that a platinum ring had been surgically installed through her clitoral hood. I studied all the details of her body while she slept. After a few minutes Charlie decided to wake her. He did this by reaching through an access port on the side of the pod that enabled him to directly touch her body. He gave a little tug on her clitoris ring and she woke up, rubbed her eyes, and saw two men staring at her. It took her a moment but soon she recognized me as well as the training director. Charlie unfastened hidden latches that could only be opened from the outside of the pod, and then swung the hinged dome open. He released her hand that had been restrained, cuffed her two hands together behind her back, and released the foot restraints. He attached a safety leash to Stephanie's clitoris ring and commanded her to get out of the pod and stand on the floor at attention. I admired the long lines of her slender body and the beautiful muscularity of her legs and buttocks. Charlie handed me the genital leash."I am sure you will have no difficulty getting her to follow you anywhere, Bill, since her handcuffs make it impossible for her to grab the leash to relieve the strain. Even though it is a safety leash, I must still ask you to be very careful with her. We don't want to injure her private parts," he admonished. He walked away and indicated that we should follow.I began leading Stephanie along with us, being very careful to keep only a gentle pull on her genitals. We went to a small demonstration room that reminded me of the sales room but on a smaller scale. It was a plushly carpeted room with a pedestal, dark blue velour drapes and special lighting. There was some gymnastic equipment, one wall was mirrored, and the room was soundproofed. He ordered Stephanie to stand on the pedestal with her feet two feet apart, placing her well opened crotch at eye level for both of us. I found this view very pleasing indeed and studied the details of her genitals much as I had many months ago at the creditor's exam. I longed to touch her vulva and pubic hair. Charlie read my mind. He indicated that I might touch her if I chose, but for some reason I declined. I guess there was a part of me that wanted the girl to like me at least a little. "How is the no masturbation rule working for you Stephanie?" I asked."It leaves me very frustrated Sir! " she said while glaring at me. Her words were deferential but her body language spoke of rebellion just below the surface."This slave would like to ask if she might masturbate now?" she had turned to address Charlie."I will take it under consideration as a possible reward for you if you first show us you are a good slave girl." He ordered her to get down on the floor and give us 20 sit-ups. I marveled at her physical condition and how taught the muscles of her abdomen were. He then ordered her to give us 10 chin-ups and I was blown away by her upper body definition and strength. After that she assumed the standing 'display position', waiting for further orders."It is worth making a point here, Bill. You see how strong she is. Many of our slaves are this strong by the time we turn them over to our clients. Many of our clients are sedentary people who, although they may workout, are not strong enough to physically master the slaves they receive from us. So it is so very important that we develop foolproof means for the client to be able to control the slave through essentially mind control methods." At this point he placed the flat of his hand gently on her lower abdomen just an inch or so above her pubic hair."Stephanie," Charlie stated, "I can feel that your bladder is full. Go get the jar from the cabinet and void for us now." She did so.Through all these commands we could see her body was tense, the muscles in her neck were tense. Clearly she did not like being a slave, but she obeyed because she knew the alternative to 'voluntary' obedience was to be placed under hypnotic controls and no longer being in control of her own body."You did well, slave." Charlie said. "You have my permission to masturbate now." He produced a dildo vibrator from a closet and handed it to her. We were delighted to see her put on quite a display for us. Evidently her slave training had managed to get rid of most of her inhibitions about doing this in front of others. Either that or she was just so desperate for relief that nothing else mattered. We saw her play with her clitoris, and then it came out from under its hood as her labia became engorged and her nipples hardened. We saw and experienced the odor of her sexual fluids running down her inner thigh. While all this was happening she was bucking and flexing her leg muscles and the expression on her face told us she was far removed in her mind from this room and our presence. She inserted the vibrator in her vagina and began to piston it in and out. We saw more flexing of the leg muscles. Soon she reached a shattering climax and her body became limp.At Charlie's direction I led Stephanie back to her pod by her genital leash and Charlie locked her back in with one arm left free and closed and locked the clear plastic dome over her nakedness."I don't know about you Bill, but I am starting to feel horny with the show we just watched. How about you and I pick out two slave girls from the gym to give us a quick blow job before we go to lunch?""Sounds good to me Charlie!" I had a very satisfying release into some pretty girl's mouth that I would probably never see again. Charlie did the same. Then he took us to the sumptuous executive dining room on the fourth floor where we started with a fine bottle of Merlot followed by tender porterhouse steaks, and a delicious salad. Over lunch Charlie explained one other aspect of the program. Because Stephanie was going to be a "professional slave" there was another final step to her training. Up until now most training for her had focused on developing her instant and unquestioning obedience to orders. For her to act as a professional in her field, which was accounting, she needed to be able to be assertive in giving input to her superiors when they would want her input. This would typically be when discussion turned to subjects where her professional knowledge or abilities could make a contribution to her superiors. In such situations abject servility would not be appropriate. But before asserting herself professionally, she would have to always remember to say "Permission to speak freely, Sir!" like any well-trained soldier, and wait for an affirmative response. Charlie stated that his firm used role-playing groups to teach slaves appropriate slave behavior in professional situations. Slaves needed to learn when to be assertive, how to be assertive, and when to slip back into slave like behavior, at the slightest word or gesture from a superior.As we lingered over our crème brulee deserts and coffee, I expressed my appreciation to Charlie for the splendid tour he had given me. He in turn advised me that Stephanie would very soon be turned over to the control of their client. ***~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 60 |
bethany.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/bethany.txt | It was Wednesday. That meant that we'd have Robert over for dinner again. Robert is a black man who's supposed to be a friend of my parents, but I know that isn't true. He's been the only black man we've ever had visit us. Funny, I've Dad argues with Mom over Robert's visits, and it always ends the same wayRobert comes to visit us anyway. I didn't understand Mom's insistence that Robert come to dinner on Wednesdays, or that we had to be home to have boring old dinner with them that day, but there it was.Mom is Deanna Bentonmore accurately Mary Deanna Benton, but only Dad and Grandma call her that. Dad's name is Joseph, but he's always been Joe to the rest of the world.Mom came home from work and began to fix supper. Wednesday suppers were always something special for her, and today she decided to cook Mexican food again."Bethany!" she hollered. "Would you bring your father's clothes down here to wash them?"I yelled downstairs. "Why me?""Because I'm cooking." Then there was a pause. "You don't have to put them in the washer, just bring them down!""That's the hardest part," I called back."You keep telling me you're a big girl. I think you can handle it," Mom replied. So I began to gather up the clothes in Dad and Mom's room. Then I saw some things that surprised me. Since when did Dad wear navy blue silken briefs? He's always been a cotton briefs kind of guyplain white too. Since when was Dad a size 36 waist? He was a little paunchy and most of his briefs were size 44. These briefs were more the sort of thing Robert would wear. But why would Robert leave his underwear here?All right, stop thinking like that. I shook my head and put the rest of the clothes in the basket. As I started to leave their room, I noticed the ankle bracelet, it barely hung out of Mom's jewelry case, but I realized she'd never worn it around us before. I put down the laundry and opened her jewel case. She had two anklets. Wow, way to come into the twenty-first century, Mom! The first anklet had a heart with an inscription on it-- the letters read D-E-A-N-N-A. I smiled. Then I picked up the second. It too had engraved letters on a matching heart. But these letters read R-O-B-E-R-T.What the hell? I put both ankle bracelets back in the jewel case. Deanna and Robert? It was then that I saw the corner of a single photographa Polaroid picture laying face down and hidden by Dad's shaving kit which he takes with him on business trips. I pulled the picture carefully out from beneath the leather kit.It was a picture of Mom before she changed her hair color over the couple of months or so. It was also a picture of Robert. They were in some cheap motel room. He was buck naked and laying atop Mom who was also bare naked. There wasn't too much I could see, but I paled anyway. I could sure as hell guess what must have been happening.No wonder Dad didn't want Robert to come over for Wednesday dinner. Mom wasn't just dating Robert, she was fucking him!But then who took the picture? No, it couldn't have been Dad.I unzipped Dad's shaving kit, and I discovered he had dozens of Polaroids rubber banded inside. I wanted to look at them all, but before I could, I saw Dad's car pull up. "Bethany, your father's home. Hurry up with that laundry!" "I'm coming!" I shouted. "Keep your pants on." God, I don't believe I said that. I packed the shaving kit back up and quickly hid the photo underneath it once again. Then I grabbed the small pile of laundry and hurried downstairs into the laundry room. Not long after Dad arrived, Robert pulled up into the driveway. He wasn't as old as my Mom. She was forty years old. If he was less than ten years younger than her, I'd be surprised. He wasn't even thirty yet. As I watched him get out of his car, I vowed there and then that tomorrow I'd look at those pictures for sure. Why did I have to put myself through this? Why the curiosity? I couldn't answer that. But I had to know, didn't I?"So, Bethany, your birthday's coming up soon," Dad said at dinner that night. "Anything special you want?"I shrugged. "I don't know. I'll have to think about it.""What are you going to be? Fifteen? Sixteen?" Robert asked."Stop it, Robert!" Mom said. "Don't rush her. Let her enjoy her thirteenth birthday while she can.""It's just that she always seemed older than her years," he answered. "She's very mature young lady.""Like Mary Deanna said, don't rush her," Dad added gruffly. "She's growing up fast enough as it is." I didn't quite understand the underlying tone in his voice. It was almost like Dad was jealous.After dinner on Wednesday night they did what they always did on Wednesday nightsent us to our rooms. The boys didn't like it, and neither did I. When the noises began, I slipped out to see if Robert had left. There was no sign of Robert downstairs. But, his car was still parked in front. I went down the side hall to see if Robert was sleeping in the guest room. His stuff was there, but he wasn't.Apparently the only person downstairs was me. Dad wasn't downstairs. Mom wasn't downstairs. In fact, from the sounds of the moaning coming out of her bedroom, it was obvious that Mom was up there. As quietly as I could, I crept back upstairs.Carefully, I tried their bedroom door. Of course, it was locked. In the old days, you might peep through the keyhole, but we had modern doors, so that was out. But there was so much noise going on in the bedroom that they didn't even realize that I'd tried the door handle. I put my ear up to the door."You getting this, Joe?" Robert's voice said. "You getting a good shot of your wife opening up under a big-dicked black man?"I just barely heard Dad grumble. "Yeah, I got it."And all this time Mom was moaning like there was no tomorrow. "You may be Joe's wife, Deanna Benton," I heard Robert announce loudly. "But whose woman are you?"Then a small mousy voice said something I couldn't hear."Whose woman?" Robert demanded again."Yours," Mom replied. "I'm yours, Robert.""Damn right."My God, I didn't understand. But now I needed to see those photos more than ever. It would be the next day before I got my chance. As soon as I got home from school, I scouted out Mom and Dad's room. Her nightie lay partially ripped on the floor tossed to one side. Last nights panties had been thrown in the waste basket. Jesus Christ, they were all dried up sticky in the crotch. What was that all about?I had to look at the pictures so I quickly made my way to Dad's shaving kit. I knew Dad wouldn't be home for another two and half, maybe three hours and since Mom always worked late on Thursday night -- now I understood why!--he'd be the first one home other than the boys, and they'll hang with their friends for a couple of hours after school.My own friends didn't understand when I told them I had to go home, it was the first Thursday in a long time that I didn't decide to go off with them. But, I told them I needed to clean the house for my parents, and not only did it stop them from asking, but it guaranteed that they'd stay away from my place for a while.The one picture underneath the shaving kit was gone. Did they know? I went ahead and unzipped the shaving kit anyway. Inside the shaving kit were a few dozen pictures held in place by a rubber band. I was so anxious that my hands shook as I undid the rubber band. I almost lost a few as the band snapped off.I literally gulped when I saw them. I couldn't flip through them fast enough. There was Mom on her knees sucking Robert's dick in one, and Robert with his head buried between Mom's legs in another. In one shot she opened her mouth and eyes in sheer pain, while Robert bent behind her. For a second I didn't get what was going on, then I understood. My eyes went wide, and my mouth had fallen open."Omigod!" I whispered. His cock was huge, and he was sticking it in her butt! How could she?There were all sorts of photographs of Mom letting Robert take her--there! You know, in her vagina. She lay on her back, or she stood on all fours with her ass up in the air. He sat on the side of the bed, and she sat right across his lap. There was even one with Robert standing up, while Mom appeared to be wrapped all around him. Mom never looked so gloriously happy. No wonder he told her to say that she was his woman. By all appearances, Mom had gone happily into Robert's arms. Worse yet, she'd happily allowed Robert to put his black dick inside of her. I knew that Daddy couldn't be too happy about the whole situation. His wife was seeing--that is fucking another man, a black man, but why was he letting it happen in his own house?One photograph of Mom showed her lying next to Robert and she had an enormous amount of white liquid all over her loins. This shot was close enough that I could even see the little droplets in her pubic hair. Another one following it was shot even closer, plus I could see Robert's long dick resting beside her, nestling into her hip."Mom?" I didn't even know I'd said it out loud until I heard my voice in the stillness. "Oh, God."I whipped through all of them one more time. My eyes examined every inch I could of Robert's body in those photos. No picture of a man--hell, no man had ever moved me like this before. Then I thought of something. Where was the shot I saw yesterday? I opened Daddy's sock drawer and looked inside, then I opened the drawers underneath it one at a time. The picture sat in a drawer down toward the bottom, but then I saw something that made matters more immediate. There were two video tapes stuck down inside that same drawer. They were labeled MDAF and HALLOWEEN.MDAF? That could only stand for one thing--Mary Deanna! I rushed the first tape downstairs and placed it in the VCR. Oh yeah, bad lighting, grainy--this was definitely homemade. Just like Aunt Jill's wedding tape, only that tape had never gone this far. No, it had never gone this far! I watched Mom leaning against Robert while he slid a dark finger right up into her naked cunt, and soon she was on her knees in front of Robert slowly bringing him off with her mouth. When Robert told her to, Mom turned toward the camera and said, "Oh God, darling, I love sucking his big black cock! I can't seem to get enough of it!""Open your throat baby," Robert ordered. "You're gonna take all of it before I'm through here."When he came Robert spurted all over her face and hair and even her breasts."Your wife is a damn good cocksucker. I oughta know. I taught her!"Breathing hard, I touched my own breasts as I watched. Robert's stiff cock dipped down for a few seconds, and then as he licked Mom's pussy he made himself hard again. He was so impressive, I had to touch myself for just a second. I ached--oh, God, did I ache. When my fingers hit the fleshy outer rim of my pussy, I felt better, and I felt worse.Wouldn't this jittery, aching feeling ever go away?I continued to watch, and soon I saw and heard Mom ask Dad if he'd ask Robert to fuck her. He had to ask or Robert wouldn't give Dad his anniversary present. Yeah, I was confused all right. This was crazy--absolutely crazy. Then the strangest thing happened."I think you're ready now for this black cock, aren't you Mary Deanna?" Robert said."Oh yes! I'm ready for it." Mom answered."Tell him like I told you to tell him," Robert quietly ordered. "And look at him when you do it!"Mom looked directly into the camera and said, "Fuck my cunt! Give me your big beautiful black cock. Put that hunk of black cock-meat in me. Please! Please, fuck me."Robert retorted, "You want me to fuck your white cunt with your husband watching us? Do you baby?""Yes! Yes please! I want you to fuck me with my husband watching. I want him to see how a black man fucks his white wife!""Wow," I whispered, totally fixated on the screen."Tell him the rest of it," Robert directed.Mom, still looking into the camera, said, "Ask him to fuck me, darling. I want you to give him your permission to fuck me in front of you." Then after a pause, she said, "And say please.""Robert. Y-you have my p-permission to fuck my wife. Right here. Right now. There was a short pause. Then Dad said, "Pl-please fuck Mary Deanna.""Whoa!" I sighed.I'd just heard Dad ask Robert to fuck his wife--I mean to fuck my mother! I couldn't believe it. "OK, buddy, Robert sneered. "I'll fuck your white wife and give her the best fucking she ever had. So pay attention and you might learn something. But when I get done with her she won't be wanting your tiny white cock anymore!"Turns out this was the video of the very first time Mom and Robert fucked. Of course, it wasn't to be the last time. Or the last video.I kept looking at Robert's body all that animal-like masculinity fit him. He didn't mind standing there naked or in this case laying on top of the bed naked. He didn't mind that his ass bounced up and down all the while Mom groaned louder and louder. Then with a grunt and a scream, I could tell that the situation between Mom and Robert had changed. "Darling, look at me!" Mom commanded. "Darling, is this what you wanted?"I could hear Robert's moaning and Dad's heavy breathing."Look at your wife, darling," she purred. "Here I am totally naked before you. My legs are spread wide and a big pricked black stud is fucking my cunt with his long thick black cock.""Go, Mom," I whispered. At that moment I saw Robert slowly worm his thumb into my mother's ass-hole."See how easy it glides in and out of my hot wet white woman's pussy. Isn't it wonderful, darling? Don't you just love this? This is what you wanted isn't it? A black man fucking your wife!""Jesus fucking Christ!" Dad blurted out. Then he added very softly. "Y-yes, my love this is exactly what I wanted!" "Happy Anniversary, Darling!" Then Mom went ballistic. First she sighed on the tape, "I'm cumming." Her voice went higher and louder. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Then she literally screamed, "Oh, fuck me, Robert. Don't stop fucking me. Fuck me all night! Fuck me. Fuck me. "Then with a squeal she cried out, "Fffuckkk meeee."Robert's balls had been slapping against my Mom's wet ass. Now they'd shrunk up into the sack and his ass muscles were bunched up tight. He was close to cumming himself. I don't know how I knew that, but I did.Mom screamed out once more.Robert pulled his thumb from my Mom's asshole and with a strong convulsive thrust, and a loud grunt, he dumped his load into her. The camera showed his nut sack contracting time and time again as his black balls pumped warm, sperm deep into my Mom's hot, wet and oh-so-willing white cunt."Holy fucking shit!" Dad shouted out loud. Then there was a murmur of despair. "He's not using a condom."Dad yelled something off-camera. And Robert slowly rolled off of Mom leaving a trail of white liquid all over her loins, her thighs, and the bed. Mom's hands went right to the liquid and she played in it running one, then two, then all her fingers slowly through her pussy."Oh, my," she said. But instead of getting up in a panic, Mom just laid there and slipped her fingers in and out of her white caked hole. I realized I was doing pretty much the same thing, when I heard noises outside on the porch.The boys were home. Damn! I had to get the tape out of there fast. No time to rewind, maybe I could rewind it tomorrow. I rushed the tape upstairs and put it away as close to how it looked prior to my taking out as I could manage. My own panties were soaked from all the visuals I saw. Oh, God, were they soaked.Oh, yeah, I thought, visuals of Robert. Something about Robert made my mommy turn into his property, and something else made Daddy give her up to Robert. What was Robert's secret? I realized that I wanted to find out, and I also realized that I wanted to find out soon.On Friday, Mom gave me money to go to the movies with my girlfriends. She was all dressed up and planning to go out on the town. I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra, so I carefully scrutinized the short skirt she wore for visible pantie lines. There weren't any--which would figure if she wore the right kind of pantyhose. But, she wasn't wearing any. She also wore both ankle bracelets on the same legthe left leg. "Mom, if you have two ankle bracelets, why not wear one on each leg?" "This is the new style," she replied. "It sort of has a special meaning.""Really? What's that?""Aren't you going to be late for your movie?" she replied.The change of subject wasn't too subtle now, was it?Mom usually told us she was going to visit a friend. Funny though, I realized that this friend wanted no bra, no panties, no pantyhose, and a couple of anklets that said "Deanna" and "Robert." Now I think I understood why Dad was so unhappy when she went to visit her friend. We both knew the identity of her friend, only I didn't let on that I knew.My mother left in her convertible, and that was it for Friday night. She always came back from her visits with her "friend" late. Late--like Saturday morning or Saturday afternoon. One time she spent the whole weekend with her "friend."I went off to the movies to see something full of sorcery and magic. I tried to convince my friends to see a romance, but they thought I was crazy. They wanted to see the magical blockbuster instead. But, as I watched the movie, I kept dreaming about the magic that my white mother was making with a black masculine sorcerer named Robert. I'd seen his magic wand, and I knew that he could wield it with potent strength.On Saturday, Dad went golfing, and my brothers took off. I had the opportunity to rewind that videotape--except I didn't. I continued to watch the saga of my mother and Robert in the motel."Tell him where you want me to fuck you now!" Robert said to Mom on tape.Mom looked at the spot off camera where Dad stood, and said in a throaty but clear voice, "I want you to sodomize my ass. I want you to fuck my asshole Robert. Please. Fuck my ass."I think I blushed when I heard her say those words. "Did my mother just say that?"But I could see the pain on her face. She grunted and moaned as his large shaft stretched her."Big. Too big! It hurts," Mom cried. "Ooowww...can't take it all.""You'll take it lady," Robert told her. "You'll take every inch of my cock in your ass." His thrusting began to increase in tempo and Mom's discomfort and pain soon turned to arousal. I saw her pushing back to meet in incoming thrusts, and grunting with increased pleasure as his cock plowed her rectum. Soon she was making those throaty noises as her body climaxed again and again spewing her love cum from her open snatch."God I love ass fucking a white woman," Robert said looking off camera. "Especially in front of her husband!"Damn! I thought. My mom is having an orgasm as she is being butt fucked by Robert. I wouldn't have believed it unless I was seeing it myself."Oh, baby! I just love filling a white wife's ass with my jizz," Robert said as he looked at the camera. "It's the ultimate thing to take from her."Mom lay on her back and spread her legs, she rubbed her pussy and fingered herself as Robert moved up to her head and placed his slime covered Cock into her mouth. Without hesitation, considering where it had just been, my mother licked and tongued his softening cock, cleaning it for him. Then, slowly Robert crawled back on top of Mom. He wanted to fuck her once again.As she moved very slowly under Robert, my Mom turned back to my father, and said, "Do you love me darling?""Why yes, of course I do, Mary Deanna," Dad replied, although I heard the tremor in his voice.."Even after what you saw me do tonight with Robert?" she pressed. "Things I never did with you?"There was a long enough pause for me to mutter. "Well, Dad. Do you?""Y-yes, honey. I still love you. Even after what I saw you do with Robert tonight."A thankful look spread over her face. Then she said, "Who am I?""Why you're my wife, honey," Dad answered on the tape."Yes, I am your wife, darling, and what am I to Robert?"On tape, Dad wrinkled his forehead. "Umm, you're the one he just fucked. His...uhh...mistress.""Yes, I am his mistress, now! But what else am I?" Mom inquired again."I don't know," Dad confessed.Mom looked into Robert's face and eyes. Smiling, she said, "I am his woman!"I was shocked to hear her say it. Apparently Dad was too. "No, you're not. You're my wife, Mary Deanna, my woman!" Shaking her head on camera, Mom said, "No, you are wrong, Joe. Not anymore. Tonight I am still your wife. But I am his woman! She kissed Robert's mouth, frenching him passionately. Looking back to Dad she said, "Darling, I know it's hard for you to accept, but no female can be the woman of another man and do what I did with Robert. What I am going to do again with Robert!"I exhaled and sat listening to her stunned. She felt this way two months ago about Robert. She'd had over two months of sheer sexual excitement. Funny, although Dad can turn figures and keep a balanced budget, I knew instinctively that he wasn't good enough to hold onto mom in bed. Strange. Why did I feel that way?I knew that Dad's golf game wouldn't last forever, although I could count on my brothers to stay away for a while. Still I decided to rewind the tape. Of course, I wondered if anyone besides my Dad and Mom and probably Robert have ever seen this. I decided to look through the photos again. This time I matched most of the photos with a scene from the video.Jeez, what's on the second tape? Halloween? Suddenly I heard one of my brothers come in the back door. The sound scared me, but I took a deep breath and put the rubber band back around the pictures.For about two months, Mom's been different, and now I knew why. She'd discovered that the true love of her life had a black cock. Man, would Grandpa Benton hate that. Good thing he won't find out.I went downstairs to fix lunch for my brother, but all the time I was spreading mayonnaise on white bread, all I could think about was a large dark piece of beef. Funny though, I suddenly knew what I wanted for my thirteenth birthday.On Monday morning before she went off to work, Mom threw up. I asked her if she had the flu, and she said the strangest thing: "Lord, I hope so."She got better by Monday night, but Tuesday morning she felt sick again. "Listen, Bethany, don't tell your father or...uh...Robert that I've been feeling queasy in the morning, OK?"I shrugged. "Sure, if that's what you want.""Let's just keep it our little secret."***On Wednesday, Robert came to supper as usual. He started to tease me about my upcoming birthday and my idea for a gift."All right, Bethany, have you decided what you really want?""I guess I want a little of what my mother is getting," I answered."What?" he looked at me rather strange. "Y-you want what?""You know," I said with a smile. "She's got those beautiful gold ankle bracelets. That's what I'd like.""Aha," Robert said guardedly. "You'd like an ankle bracelet?""Mom has two of them, and she won't let me wear either one.""She won't, eh?""Nope," I replied. "So with any luck maybe I can get one of my own. Maybe you'd like to give me one.""Bethany, do you know which ankle you'd like to wear them on?"I thought about when my mother left the house wearing ankle bracelets. "I hadn't really thought about it," I lied. "Probably the left."I caught Robert by surprise. "The left?""Yeah," I answered. "I think so. Do you think the left is a good idea?"Robert smiled. "I think it's a great idea."Thursday, I skipped my last class to go home sick. I didn't know if it would work, but it did. I pulled the Halloween tape from its box and put it in, this tape was much different than the other. It was edited and titled: An Angel's Gang Bang featuring Mary Deanna Benton.Holy shit!As the camera irised up from black, two naked black men stood beside Mom who was dressed nearly naked in a costume which had a halo and a set of wings, but was totally see-through otherwise. Slowly the camera exchanged shots of the men and Mom. Their cocks were hanging semi soft and were as black as coal. Then Robert stepped forward to narrate. "I want you to meet Mary Deanna Benton who's married to a real cracker named Joseph Benton of Benton Manufacturing. Tonight Deanna is going to get her very first gang bang fucking. My two imps are gonna put some pitchforks right inside this angel." At this the two black guys on camera began touching Mom. One of them fondling her breasts, groping her ass and running their hands between her legs. I was really trembling in anticipation for Mom.It didn't take a psychic to see that Mom had never had more than one man doing her at a time. This was surrealfrightening, I could see that in her face, but very erotic, too! I could feel myself getting wet just thinking about Mom being fucked by these men. I got very tense watching the events unfold. They put Mom on a bed propped up on all fours. One black man stood in front of her and stuck his cock in her face. She opened her mouth so he could feed his shaft between Mom's lips. The second man one put his face against her vagina and started to lick and finger her. I watched his tongue shoot out and grind itself into her pussy."Wow," I murmured. "Jesus, Mom."Mom's body responded as the pussy-licker began to excite her. She began sucking the other guy's cock in earnest. I could tell she found it very pleasant to have a cock in her mouth while another tongue plied her pussy. "Enjoy the show everyone," Robert said. "Especially you, Deanna." Then he walked out of the room, and I saw Mom begin to panic. She wanted him there. Suddenly Mom shifted as a hard cock pressed against her labia. The camera got a perfect shot as it cleaved between them. I watched enraptured as it slipped into Mom slowly, very slowly. I gasped involuntarily at the same time Mom did on videotape. Mom became very aroused as her inhibitions against two different sex partners crumbled. I could tell she was enjoying the feeling. Mom could be a real slut.One man groaned slightly, while the other one said, "Not bad eh, lady?" "Umm-mm," she said, as she put more effort into sucking the cock in her mouth and was soon rewarded with a mouthful of cum. No sooner had he pulled out than a third cock was offered to her mouth. Then with a grunt, the cock fucking her let go and shot sperm into her pussy.It was rapidly replaced by another new cock. Robert sent new men in as soon as one blew his load in her. First one then another, and then even more, until a nasty voice spoke in the microphone loud enough for everybody to hear: "Hello, Mrs. Benton. You don't know me, but your husband does. He got me fired. But I am getting even now. I am fucking his 'devoted and proper wife', and he doesn't even know. But he will!"For what seemed like hours she endured fuckings that were dog style, missionary, Mom- on-top, every which way. I couldn't keep track of how many men Robert sent to her. I only knew she was getting royally fucked. I was hot, too. For some reason, I was turned on with the idea of so many men fucking her. Mom came many times. Sometimes screaming, sometimes whimpering, sometimes she talked hot and nasty when they did. Other times she remained silent."Oh, man," I said wide eyed and panting right along with her.I only knew Mom was thoroughly enjoying this gangbang. I remember they supered letters right over one particular cock. The letters read "11+ inches." He was huge. I guessed he was even thicker than Robert. Each time Mom came down on it, she made a face. He had to be really, really deep.As the fucking got hotter, a third pair of hands started touching her. Mom was straddling a well hung black guy when number three touched her everywhere and eventually moved behind her to position himself to shoved his ebony penis against her asshole.Now I could see that Mom was nearing sensory overload. She had a cock in her mouth, another in her pussy, fucking her wildly, and a third trying to enter her ass. Soon his cock disappeared right in her butthole. I realized that she'd become the recipient of a triple penetration! Mom screamed loudly, or as loud as she could with a big dick in her mouth. "God, yessss! Fuck me! It feels so good!"Through the course of the evening Mom had been fucked by 12 men. I admit I went back and counted. Each man had cum in her multiple times--in all of her holes. Mom had been very well used, even submitting to three triple penetrations. At the very end, Robert stood Mom in front of a mirror. She had rashes all over her from her body being used by so many men. "Look at you," Robert said to the camera. "Your pussy's so swollen, it's bright red. And you've got cum, jism, semen, and sperm everywhere! In your mouth, on your face, in your hair, on your eyebrows and in your ears."Mom looked up at Robert and she began to tear up. "Deanna's pubic hair is soaked and matted with sperm. Her pussy and ass are dripping with the full loads of a dozen different men." "I'd say that you have the glow that only a very thoroughly fucked woman might have."There the tape ended.It was Tuesday again. Tomorrow would be Wednesday and I needed to get a private note to Robert. Mom had been throwing up every morning probably six out of seven mornings per week. I wondered how she covered it when she stayed the night with Robert? Pretty soon I'd have to ask her.I sat in class on Tuesday and I composed a note for Robertactually I wrote five of them until I was sure that one of them was absolutely right. My final note read: Dear Robert, I've thought long and hard about it, and I know what I want for my birthday. No matter what my parents think, thirteen is not too young to find love. I want the same love my mother has. The very same kind of love. She has a secret she has been hiding from you and from Dad, so you'll need to meet me some place and some time alone--no mom--no friends--and I will tell you that secret. Afterwards you can do something for me. Love, Bethany Benton.I wrote my cell phone number at the bottom of the note. "I have some ideas for my birthday gift listed here," I told him in the living room as I slipped him the note. "But as they say in the spy movies this is for your eyes only."I got his call the next day. "There's a place I want you to see," he told me. "It isn't special to the rest of world, but it carries a lot of significance for me."We agreed to meet at the mall. "Look at you?" Robert broke into a big smile when he saw the black velvet chocker with the cameo. I raised my left foot and showed him the ankle chain. "I borrowed this from Mom.""Is that so?" He gazed down my leg in appreciation of my shape."It's the one that says 'Robert.'"Again his wide lips opened up to show his white teeth. Of course, I think his teeth were the only thing that was white about him. "Here," he said. He handed me a small white box. I opened the little birthday gift I got from Robert, I looked down at two lovely golden chainsankle bracelets I knew right away. One of them had the inscription "Bethany" on it, and the other said "Robert.""They're--" I shook my head. "They're beautiful."The Robert drove me to a small motel well off the main highway. As soon as I walked in the door, I knew. "This is the place where you made the first tape!""Ah," Robert said. "So you know about Mary Deanna's Anniversary Fuck. Yes, this is the very same room where that video was shot.""Wow," I said in a small voice. I walked around the room inspecting everything about it.In a matter of moments, Robert took off all his clothing piece by piece. In life and up close, his black dick was even more impressive than it looked on the TV screen."Are-are you going to use a condom?" I asked him quietly--very quietly.Robert grinned. "No. I never use condoms. Your note said you wanted the same kind of love your mother has. I never use a condom with her.""Then that's why--" I whispered."That's why what?"I looked up at him. "I-I'll tell you afterwards."I took my clothes off. But he signaled that I was to leave the choker and cameo and my ankle bracelet on."Did you ask around to find out why you wear your ankle bracelet on your left foot?"I shook my head no."Then I'll tell you when the time is right." "Am I OK, Robert?" "What?" "I mean, am I pretty?""Honey, with your clothes off, you are one sweet sight for any man to see." He placed his palm upon my shoulder. "C'mere." As I walked into his big, strong arms, I whispered to him, "I don't know what to do?""I know. Don't worry about it. I'll do it all for you."I don't know quite how it happened. All I remember is standing up one second and then being lifted off the floor the next."What's gonna happen now?" I whispered."We're gonna make a little girl into a woman," he replied.I'm afraid it all went so fast for me.Robert moved his hands to the back of my knees and pushed the top of my thighs up to my shoulders. My pussy was almost vertical and I later found out that it was in an attitude for maximum penetration. I could feel the lips of my vulva swell with blood and hyper sensitivity. Suddenly something thick and huge moved against my pussy and I felt myself stretched like I'd never been stretched before."This part is gonna hurt, sweetheart," Robert said as he stood over me. "But it's the last time you'll ever be hurt this way by a man."Suddenly, I knew pain! A ripping burning pain that turned me inside out for a second. I must have screamed."Shh-shh," he murmured. "It'll stop in a moment."It did. But it took longer than a moment.Then he moved!At first, I didn't understand why he continued to move in and out. But each new thrust brought me closer and closer to something that was so spectacular I didn't know how to describe it. Curiously, he continued pressing in and out of my loins and each time it was easier than the time before. I sighed and gasped and panted under his weight. Now he steadily increased the speed of his thrusts until he was ramming his shaft full length into me--fucking me hard, fast and deep. His rapid fucking had brought me to the brink of something I didn't expect. His cock hyper extended although I didn't know it at the time, and he shoved his way deep inside of me. Squirming now, then bucking my hips up and down trying to match the rhythm of his thrusts. I remembered Mom thrashing her head back and forth on the bed, her hands running over his back. Her long fingernails digging into his back leaving long dark scratches and deep marks in his ebony skin. Now I finally understood why.I gasped so hard, I could hardly breathe."Tell me, Bethany," Robert said calmly. "Tell me the secret you wanted to tell me about your mother." Then he stopped cold. Even though he was still deep inside me, Robert stopped moving."What?" I squirmed, trying to keep him going."Unless you tell me your mother's secret, we're going to stop right here and now."No, my mind said. No! "Keep going! Please?""Tell me.""I think Mom's pregnant," I said. "She's been throwing up in the morning."Robert started to move once again, and my body craved the relief. As long as he moved inside me, the release of my pent up tension could move further forward. "Oh," I gasped in relief. "Thank God.""God ain't got nothing to do with it," he groaned. "It all boils down to the flash point between you and me." Then he thrust deep within me one more time. "Right here."I breathed hard, panting two, then three, then four times. "T-tell me," I panted. "Tell me about the ankle chains."Robert laughed. "Oh Bethany, Bethany, Bethany. It's no secret. The ankle chains on the left ankle mean that you fuck black men only."I grinned. Then I slurred a long, "Ooohh.""Do you know what comes next?" he murmured. "Do you know what I have to do?""I think so," I answered. "You have to--""That's right, I have to mark you as mine," Robert answered, as he moved ever faster inside me. "Because you're mine to mark. Your mother's going to have a baby which may or may not be mine, but for a month or so, the only man you're going to have is me. Do you understand?"I nodded."So when you have that first black baby, we both know who the father will be. Won't we?"My mouth dropped open. "Ba-baby?""Mmm-hmm," Robert repeated. "Your baby is going to be my baby. Do you understand?"Once again, I nodded."Oh, yes," Robert laughed and his laughter filled me with both a trembling delight and a fearful moment of anticipation. "It's really very simple. You're going to have a baby brother or sister who's half black. And Deanna and Joe are gonna have a half black grandbaby. Do you understand, Bethany?"I whimpered. "Oh!""Do you understand what I'm saying, Bethany Benton?"I nodded. "Yes.""Good. I'm glad we got that straight." Suddenly Robert started to breathe unbelievably hard, and, as he brought himself down closer to me, I could feel a throbbing deep inside that matched the panting and gasping of his chest. "Oh, yes!" he cried out. "There. There we are!" Robert grunted a prolonged feverish grunt. "Arrgghh." Everything went wet between Robert and me. But it was a curious wet. It was a wetness that I could feel, yet could not see. It was a stickiness that I knew was there, just under the surface. It was an itch that I realized only Robert could scratch.The wetness seeped quickly outward. Please scratch the itch once more, I thought. Please!"It probably won't happen today or even tomorrow," said Robert, breathing hard. "But the time will come later this month when we'll have to tell Deanna and Joe how much their little girl has grown."END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 30 |
temple.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/temple.txt | Part 1Cecilia held Marianne's breast in her hands like a freshly picked mango. She smiled lovingly as she looked into her friend's eye, her eyebrows slightly raised. Her mammary glands were small for Ceci's hands, before she let her bra down. Then her fruit completed the length of fingers down into the woman's palms. Maryanne slowly went from standing to a slight crouched love position, her eyes followed her, as she felt her lover's legs. This was when the hardening of her nipples was past the soft skin of Cecilia Harding's approval, forming a direct connection down to Crotchville.Ceci was ripe woman, wearing red lipstick that showed off her white full smile. She blushed, her lover's large-scale touching of fingers took place in warm pussytown; Resulting the holding of her breasts with slender fingers, , Maryanne looked down at her, her legs slight raised, full breasts out for her female lover to harvest, but not until her visit to pussytown was complete.New lovers entered the scene, familiar ones, with names like, Dave smith, Robert Juliano, and John O'henry. They had all fucked before, at least three times, But never had they seen such Bountiful breasts, as the ones on these two women, not to mention the crotches with pussy in them, and with the presence of these new crotches in the room, the pussies grew more moist and hungry for the manmeat.The women quickly rose, flailing arms off of her other suddenly, and took a seat on the sofa across the opposite wall the men entered. The guys stared fixedly on the women's tits, stopping only occasionally to look down at their hairy crotches wet with morning dew. Until two of them looked at their hands, when:John said, "What're you girls up to?"Marianne giggled, and slowly moved the backside up her girlfriend's torso, and side, up to her breast teasingly, and touched her nipple, She swatted it away, until she saw the men's cocks hardening in their trousers and smiled. Ceci turned to her and planted a kiss on her forehead, The Venetian window blinds, show line thoroughly onto the women and the expensive sofa.The guys each took measures to fulfill their stay in this room. John sat down on the part of the couch nearest him, in an awkward position, while Robert sat down more near the table, and poured a glass of wine. Dave approached the girls directly, and asked them if they'd wanted a drink. The girls were now more shy, and held each other in their arms, fingertips running gently across their skin, grasping each others side. John's gesture went a long way;Cecilia said, "Sure, it would be dishonorable to refuse a gentlemen like yourself, John." in a curious tone.He popped out 3 glasses and poured them like a professional... Meanwhile, Dave took exclusive notice of the girl's movements, particularly noticing Marianne's full figure. The other guy, leaned back in his seat, slowly exposing the hardening crease in his pants. After all of this, he picked up his glass and downed it all in one drink, tilting his head back slowly for a bit, then swallowing.Marianne giggled again and picked up her glass, She looked up at Robert's face, he was very handsome, Tanned just enough, muscular, not to mention extremely well dressed. He contemplated; Hmm, I bet she was impressed by my good taste, or she is just going to be nice enough to accept our offer...either way, she is really turning me on."Well, well, well, what do we have here?", Cecilia questioned in a sexy voice. After she noticed Dave look away from her, when she looked at his bluish green eyes. Then he heard her comment and got excited and kept a healthy stare, looking up at the beautiful young lady. The other guys exchanged smirks, and then glances with the giddy woman. These three drank a small bit of wine and looked at the future seriously, anticipating any one's next moves. Ceci rose and swayed over next to Davy's seat;"Hi," Dave said. Ceci put her arm around his neck and gazed into his eyes, and he sat calmly, He was now looking at her full lips, moving between each other, somehow had reminded him of the waves of the ocean melting on a bonfire, on a white sandy beach, during sunrise. Dave could resist no longer and put his head up to hers and rubbed his lips in the waves of her energy.The other two men lost interest in the wine instantly, John took seat next to Marianne's slender figure and shadows from the shades. Marianne looked superstitiously at John and smiled at Robert. Rob responded by winking back at her. They both almost simultaneously got extremely close to her, but we're comfortable among the form of the pale woman's soft skin. While both men paid very close attention to detail on both bottom and top aspects of the nubile woman's body, She saw through them both to her dearest friend, making out, and getting her breast felt by the cup of Dave's hand. She pushed back John and moved Dave aside suddenly.Part 2Cecilia had drawn Maryanne by her arm and took her out the front door. They both lived in a small Middle class villa community. Cecilla's house was just a few street blocks away and they both left to there while under emotional turmoil. Mary followed her closest friend at a steady pace, and somehow they both were only noticed by one person, an elderly gardener. Once they arrived, Ceci paced into her bedroom and threw on some clothes quickly, Maryanne stood in the hallway watching, questioning her feelings toward Ceci. But she paid little attention to her, almost never acknowledging her presence."Where are you heading off to in such a hurry?" the confused woman demanded to know. "I'm going to the park to meet a friend." She said. She left almost immediately and followed the longer path to the park. Her friend followed another path around from the back side of the house, through the meadow, to meet her, wearing her new summer dress she found her lover had purchased for her. Eventually they both meet up at a park bench, Marianna sees her throwing bread crumbs to birds, while sitting on a concrete park bench. "So, where's your friend?", she asked. "He left already." Cecilia said sullenly. "Well, what did you two talk about?" She refused to respond, and left, barely letting her lover follow her.When the ladies returned, the both lay out on Cecilia's freshly made bed, Mary prepared a little late night snack for her, But Ceci barely nibbled on it. They woke up to the sunrise coming in through the window blinds. Cecilia had tried to put her arm around Mary a few times during the night, but she was pushed aside.The girl was woken up with the lifting of the bed sheets, from her lover raising up to Yawn. She watched her friend w/ a fresh set of eyes, and set aside her worries for the morning, pulled Mary to her head, which turned to kiss her on the lips.The red lips w/ smooth teeth sucked on tongue, which went deep down her eagerly waiting throat, anticipating a gasp; But a soft bite was returned. The girls now stood on their knees, conjoined by tongues swirling into feelings on their flesh, which were in turn, repaid by moist breaths, that excited their pussies. They exchanged even more daring glances. Mary pressed her thumb into Ceci's cheek slowly pulling her head away as she suctioned on the tongue sliding out of her mouth; Smmmoooooch! Both their pussies were wet now, And Mary' pushed her long forefinger up into her woman's slippery crotch flesh."MmmmmmmmH!" She moaned. As Mary fingered her pussy flesh, bending her knuckles forefinger and middle finger inside pussytown. "Feels great!" she stated.After a bit, dreamy looking girl laid back on her bead, and then a little bit later, started to arch her back. She bent the cartilage in her back, and they both knew she was about to orgasm. "Mmmmm, That's feels so good..." The Jilling off was now more of a jerking motion, they danced hand and cunt. Her Body rode the fingers as they pushed deeper and deeper inside, the passion in her lions, like the fire in the sky, now swirled in all type of directions, like the other woman's fingers motions imitated. She reached up to grab the teddy bear, and had one of the biggest orgasms of her life. The room now surrounded them like a temple as they collapsed into each others arms.Part 3John and Dave now enter the room, "What the fuck are you doing here!" Ceci accused. Then both men stepped back, as if politely showing they were going to leave. Then Maryanne asked "What're you doing?"To be continued...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 28 |
an.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/42/an.txt | I guess the best place to start any story is at the beginning. I meet my wife Jan when I was only sixteen and still a virgin. She was a year younger than me but despite her tender age she was already well experienced sexually, having lost her cherry two years before while only aged fourteen. So by the time we meet she had already had taken quite a few cocks up her In the early days I used to be very jealous of these earlier lovers... later I was to learn to love hearing all the juicy details over and over... but I am getting ahead of myself.We went together for several years until the eventual happened and Jan got pregnant. We married and settled down to a normal routine. Our sex life remained great and we were always looking for new ideas to try. Jan got sexier as she matured and always had guys buzzing around her like bees around a honey pot which always irritated me and was the cause of many unnecessary arguments.Because of my lack of pre marital experience I began to wonder what being with another woman would be like. Jan was still very flirtatious so one day I bought up the suggestion of maybe trying swinging with another couple. Jan would have nothing to do with it saying she was and always had been a 'one guy, girl'. Even in her earlier days, she said, she never went out with two guys at the same time and only had sex with her regular boyfriends even though there seemed to be quite a few of them.However I let the idea rest. I often thought that I wouldn't get jealous of Jan with another guy if I was with his wife. About this stage I came across several stories about guys who liked to watch their wives having sex with other men. At the time I thought they must have been crazy and even a bit kinked in the head. However all that changed one New Years eve. We had been at a neighbor's party and Jan had Ben flirting outrageously with a single guy there. So much so that before midnight I packed a sad and stormed off home. I had expected Jan to follow but it was in the early hours before she finally arrived home. In my rage I had not been able to sleep and had stayed in the lounge with the lights off ready to abuse her when she walked in. I was gazing out side when I noticed to figures standing at out gate. They were standing very close and it was easy to recognize Jan and John but what happened next really got me fired up. Jan suddenly lent over closer and began kissing John. Already at boiling point my rage really started to boil over but then as the kiss lingered on I noticed something strange happening. Instead of feeling anger I was starting to get turned on. They broke away for a second or two then their lips meet again. I started to get very curious and wondered just how far she had gone with John. They could have left the party hours ago and been up to just about anything. Was this a simple 'good night' kiss, or was it a 'thanks for the fuck, lets get together again sometime' kiss!Soon they broke apart and Jan let herself in the front door. Still confused over my strange emotion I jumped into bed first and feigned sleep. In the morning my curiosity got the better of me and I quizzed Jan over what she had got up to the night before. At first she was very non committal but when I finally confessed to seeing her kissing John and how I had found it very erotic she told me everything, although there wasn't much to tell. She did confess to being annoyed at my behavior and had played up more than she normally would have even suggesting to John that they walk home via the local park. Usually this would have set me over the top but now I felt disappointed when she told me that he had turned down her offer. Anyhow from that moment on I couldn't get the idea out of my head and openly encouraged Jan to flirt more and more. I even suggested she meet up with John again and although very reluctant she finally agreed, more to shut me up than anything else. Unfortunately nothing came of this either but from then on I began setting up all sorts of scenarios where Jan would find herself alone with various men but still nothing happened.Eventually I had my dreams come true. We were on holiday in Australia and were staying with a cousin of mine. I knew Jan and Len had always fancied each other so one night I suggested to Jan that she approach him. The long and the short of this is that there started one of the greatest two weeks of my life. For the next ten days it seemed like Jan always had at least one of our cocks to do what she liked with. Sometimes we took her at the same time, other times we would sit back and watch as the other two went at it. I guess the high light for me was one morning when I was having a shower. As I was drying off I heard the distinctive sounds of lovemaking coming from the bedroom. I took my time imagining what was going on in the room next door. When I finally entered the bedroom I wasn't disappointed. Before my eyes was a sight I shall never forget and one I only have to conjure up all these years later to get my cock rock hard. Len was lying back on the bed and Jan was straddled over him. Her tits were swaying in front of his face and her arse was high in the air giving me a perfect view of his cock sliding in and out her cunt. They were both moaning and groaning in time with their stroking. On the up stroke Jan would lift her hips until only the knob of his cock was in her, then she would slide down on it taking it up deep inside her. Their pubic areas were matted and sticky with their love juices and never before had I felt so much love and pride for my darling wife. I went around and kissed her and all along she didn't let up on her rhythm. She groaned into my mouth as she lowered her self onto his prick. What a strange, but lovely feeling, kissing my lovely wife while she slowly fucked another man. I decided to leave them alone and went and got breakfast ready while they finished of.Many years were to go by before Jan conceded to taking another lover. I had never given up hope of another episode like the other but the next one went far beyond my wildest fantasies.I had a temporary job in North America for two months setting up some logging machinery my company had sold. I volunteered for the job provided I could take Jan along. We lived in a fairly remote timber camp and as it turned out Jan was the only woman on site. Of course she was very popular with all the guys and as usual I encouraged her flirting but, as before she never took it past a certain stage. With two weeks to run on our contract I had almost given up hope of anything exciting happening. Here, I explained to Jan. was the perfect opportunity for us to act out another of my fantasies. We slept in a small cabin and socialized in the canteen most nights. One guy, Terry, really really caught on to Jan's flirting and one day I told him to go as far as he liked saying that it only made it better for me. However Jan wouldn't go further as he was married and she said she wouldn't play around with him because of that. However she did concede to another guy but when we propositioned him he backed down real quick, saying; "Thanks, but no thanks." We never learnt why... we suspected he may have been gay!With only a week left I begged Jan to reconsider and reluctantly she agree to inviting Terry around to our cabin for drinks. On the night I poured cocktails, lit up a smoke and then excused myself saying I had to go over the shower block to shower. I put a Shaggy CD on and left them alone. In the shower I took my time but my cock was rock hard imagining what was going on back in the cabin. When I returned I hesitated and before going to the door I walked around the back to a window. Peeking through my vision was mainly obscured but the curtain but what I could see blew my mind. They were dirty dancing together and although I could only see from their waists down it was very erotic. They were obviously rubbing their crutches together and 'dry fucking' to the music. When I entered the front door they were still embraced together only now I could see more and was surprised to find they both had their tops off. Jan's pert little tits were pressed into Terry's very muscular chest. Their arms were around each other and as I kissed her Jan whispered, "I have to have him."I replied that nothing would give me more pleasure and positioned myself for a perfect view. Because of AIDS I had insisted on Terry using condoms and soon Jan had his cock out and was rolling one on. Terry's cock matched the rest of his body and was a perfect shape and size. Years of forestry work had left him fit and muscular.Within minutes they were both naked and Jan was straddling him . Her hand was guiding his cock into her love hole. Once again I watched in awe as she plunged down onto another man's penis. With each stroke she took it deeper until finally the condom covered part disappeared inside her leaving only a few inches of shinny back cock exposed. Soon even this disappeared deep inside her as she took him up to the hilt. Yes, Terry was a black as the ace of spades and soon proved that he could live up to his race's reputation him up to the hilt. When they did finish I rolled Jan over and slide in for sloppy seconds. I was amazed at how juicy she was and knowing the condom was still intact meant all the juice was hers. Only those that have had the experience of sliding into their wives, seconds after another man has withdrawn his cock will know the pleasure I received. I knew I had to put on an extra effort to compete with Terry and when I finished he applauded before rolling Jan over and doing her once again. And so we went on all week, trying all sorts of thing and acting out all our fantasies. One I enjoyed was one night lying on my back and getting Jan on top in a sixty nine position. Then while I licked and sucked her pussy I motioned for terry to come over and join in. His cock always seemed to be ready and soon he had rolled a fresh condom on and was standing next to us. I reached out and grabbed his cock and guided it towards my wife's cunt lips. I rubbed his knob slowly around the entrance before allowing it to slide in and there before my eyes was my widest dream coming true. Only inches away a black man was sliding his cock in and out my love's beautiful pussy.To be continued?There are other things I could talk about but feel this story is long enough already. If anyone wants to learn more or comment on the above please contact me [email protected] |
connies.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/connies.txt | This is going to seem like a dream or fantasy not reality but I assure you every word is rue.I was raised in a strict Baptist family where sex was something you didnt talk about. I was raised to believe it was sinful to submit to your sexual needs. As expected I married my high school sweetheart another good Christian boy. While I was not a virgin I was very close. He knew even less than I did. It was crawl on poke me with that LITTLE white pee pee thing, roll off and go to sleep. I tolerated this for 3 years had one child a daughter. Finally I could take it no more I realized my body needed more. I knew there was such a thing as woman-to-woman sex but nothing about it. One day I was complaining about sex to a girlfriend she brought up the lesbian thing. I was curious and she took her time and showed me what an orgasm was all about. For the next ten years I considered myself a lesbian. One day my daughter saw a girlfriend and me and asks what we were doing. She was 11 but curious so I knew I had to have that talk because I didnt want her to end up like I did. It became a show and tell. After that it seemed it was just she and I but I always fantasized about Black men.One day I was on the computer and ran across a group White female for first BBC. I spoke to several women in the group and they encouraged me to try Black. One day I got an IM message from a very handsome black man. We Imed each other for at least a month then one day I consented to meet him with a promise nothing sexual would happen. Since I live at Myrtle Beach I arranged to meet him at The Cherry Grove fishing pier. Seems funny a white woman virgin to Black men at Cherry Grove. We walked on the beach for over an hour and a half just talking. I found out he wanted a serious relationship not a fuck wanted a woman as his own and a woman to have his children. This blew my mind a black man that was very educated, Vice President of a Fortune 200 company that wanted more than a fuck. As we got back near the car with the sun going down and the waves lapping at our feet He pulled me close and kissed me. I melted in his arms. A few minutes later he took my hand and put it under his shorts and I felt a cock that was three times the size of my ex-husband. I trembled when I felt it. He then told me he was not going to fuck me but if I really wanted a black man I should think about it over night then meet him at 9 AM at a restaurant called Hot Stacks. He really didnt know how appropriate that was as I have never been hotter in my life.I arrived at the restaurant 20 minutes early and waited and waited. A voice was telling me NO but another Yes. When he arrived we had a good breakfast then he looked at me and said YOUR PLACE OR MINE. Faintly I stammered he and mine said I will follow you. When we arrived at my place we parked and walked into the condo. He said nothing just looked at me grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into the bedroom.I was dizzy with desire pure animal lust. He tore off my top took my breast in his hands looked at them then pulled on the nipples finally bending down and sucking one then the other. He stopped looked at me with a look I will never forget pulled me into his arms and kissed me. As he was kissing he tore off my shorts and panties and fingered my pussy. I had an orgasm right then. He laid me on the bed started kissing me then running his tongue in my ear, nibbled on the neck and worked his way down my body kissing and nibbling all the way ran his tongue in my belly button the down to my pussy but he didnt kiss it or play with it instead he went to work on my thigh with my juices leaking all over his face he nibbled all the way down behind the knee the calf the instep all the way to my toes then started back up again when he got to my pussy he didnt touch it but transferred to the other leg then did it like he and the other leg. When he arrived back at my pussy he so gently parted it with his tongue. God I must have already cummed ten times. Finally he spread my legs even farther then took his the head of his cock and pushed it in. He threw my legs over his shoulders and gave me something every woman should have. We fucked all day and all night then again the next morning. He left to go to work telling me he would be back at 5. Since that day he has been with me everyday when he is home however he does have to travel some for business. He told me I was his woman and his bitch and to accept it. He told me I would do what he said, when and how he said but he would never hurt me. I was now his woman.Three weeks later he told me we were going to Atlanta for the weekend. Saturday morning we went out to breakfast then he told me we were going shopping and get me something appropriate to wear> We went to a Lady Izod store where he picked out a very short tennis type skirt the one with the panties built in. Then we went shopping he bought me a pair of very red heels, a blouse that buttoned down the front, fire engine red lipstick and nail polish. Back at the motel he told me that I was to start getting ready for a night I would remember and that we would be leaving at 7 to go out to dinner. As we were walking out the door I feel like a whore walking the street. As I open the door he pulled me back in took out his knife and cut the panties out of the skirt. We arrived at about 7.30 at The Outback Steak house. I felt so sinful walking in with no panties or bra and a skirt so short if I bent over the least bit my ass showed. After dinner we went to all black bar and ordered a drink. After a couple drinks he told me we were going in the back room and shoot some pool. Gawd shoot pool in that skirt. There must have been four or five black men in that area. I am sure it was quite a show. More men drifted into the pool area. A few minutes later he asked a brother if he like his white bitch. Needless to say the brother heaped praise on his woman. He ask the brother if he wanted a Blow Job told him how good I was. Yes he said he wanted one. James grabbed me by the hair told me I was his bitch and he was proud of me and I would do as told. It didnt take long for me to make him cum and all the time James was telling me to swallow every drop. I did. After I was finished with him James spread me across the pool table and told the brothers to try it. God I was so hot. I looked around and saw about 10 BBC all hard or near hard. The next thing I knew I had a BBC in both hands and one fucking me> all night one after another the cum was dripping down my leg. Actually running is a better description. I have no idea how many had me that night I do know I was the happiest woman on earth.James had asked me several times about my daughter. He knew she and I were lovers and I explained to him that she was a virgin to men and that I didnt want his to take her I wanted it to be her decision and he honored that. The entire summer he had men over. One weekend we went back to Atlanta. He knew some interracial couple there and he wanted us to meet them. It turned out to be 7 couples and all the women are BI. On Friday night we had a girl's night and the men went out. Saturday night it was couples but they invited about 10 men for extra. Needless to say all of us went home well fucked.Fast forward to Thanksgiving. James told me he wanted to marry me and wanted me to have his child. He also told me to be sure Kate (my daughter) was cool with it. Not only was she cool with it she also told me she was ready for a man. James also told me he wanted our wedding to be March 8th his birthday. I immediately went off Birth Control and started getting Kate ready for her big day. Over the next few weeks James taught he r to suck cock and I also prepared her rear with butt plugs. James decided that Christmas Day would be a good day to take her virginity. It would be a special Christmas present for her. He took it that morning and I was there to support her and guide it in. I will never forget the look on her face when she took it all. He was very gentle. Must have taken him an hour to get it in. As huge as he is I am thankful he was patient. Later he informed me he didnt want to fuck her again because he didnt want that to interfere with us. He set her up with his 17-year-old younger brother and now she is his woman.Christmas day we started trying to get me pregnant. Twice a day until pregnant was the goal. He had to travel for two weeks in Jan and I traveled with him to make sure I got his seed twice a day. It worked I am now confirmed pregnant and tomorrow is my wedding day. His family is happy with the pregnancy. Thrilled is more like it. In his family it is tradition that all babies are born in his grandmother's bed. His mother was born in it, He was born in it and now our child will be born in it. An all natural childbirth (hope I can stand it) but I am assured his grandmother is a good midwife. So the purpose of this story is to let other women know the joys of BBC however like all relationships finding the right one is hard. I was lucky. This is no sign that just a black man for pleasure is bad actually it is good but I wanted more and found it. If I can be of any help to another woman that wants a black child or her first black man I will be happy to talk to you.In a few days I will write about the wedding. I have been assured it will be very special.I will close with saying that black men are superior to white and any woman thinking about it should try it. Connie |
helena.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/03/helena.txt | |
mynewlife3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/mynewlife3.txt | To her surprise, Master Todd agreeably shared her with Ben, but he decided to be the one to use her rear entrance. He never indicated previously that he had an interest in anal sex. When in bed she is allowed to talk freely with him. Maryanne just had to know why he made this choice, so she asked. "I didn't think you enjoyed anal intercourse?"He tweaked one of her nipples and said, "Much of my pleasure is the pleasure you obtain from me, as much as I am pleasured by your actions. I will admit that it is an interesting experience to share someone with my chauffer. Let's get on with it."She vaguely knew that he thought in that way. Perhaps that's why she is so comfortable with him in command. That and the fact she had learned to trust him implicitly. She stopped the idle thinking when Ben began to prepare her with some lubricant while Master Todd was a distraction as he suckled and nibbled her nipples. Then she got on her side, but Master Todd said, "I should like to try it doggie style if you don't mind."He is the Master and gets what he wants. I rolled over onto my elbows and knees, dropped my forehead to the pillow and took position with my butt raised high. Ben crawled behind me and slowly slid into my vagina. He leaned back, which seemed to force him a little bit deeper. I more and more often simply enjoy the pleasure of a nice cock inside my vagina and they both had nice ones. Master Todd took position standing over the two of us, bent down slightly at his knees. With one hand, he guided himself to my anterior opening, still wider than normal. I always appreciate how both of these men entered me slowly so that I could get comfortable with the invasion. Master slowly slid in to me until I could feel his pubic hair cover the crack above my anus.I wondered if his sacs rested against Ben's groin. The men worked well together to quickly establish a rhythm. I believed at that moment that I truly liked the double entry. I was fairly well aroused after being lubed and my nipples toyed with so nicely. I timed my hip wiggle with their movements and began the slow climb to my peak.What is so nice about sex with Master Todd and Ben is together or alone, they have such control over their ejaculation. Ben once told me that he is able to orgasm yet hold back ejaculating in order to continue to fuck as he built to another orgasm. Apparently he taught this to or learned it from Master Todd. When their times came, I could feel their orgasm in the tightness of their groins and legs against me. Master played with my breasts,. When he orgasmed, he would give them a momentary hard squeeze. They each orgasmed twice before I had my first one. They continued to ream me as I had a series of orgasmic tremors roll through my tummy along with the curling and relaxation of my toes. Oh, how I love the pleasure and pain mix.After we were surfeited, l lied between the two men for a few moments. Then Ben left to make us breakfast, which gave me a chance to talk further with Master Todd. "Master, I want the money that I earned last night. I know it technically is yours, but I need it."He rolled over to stare at me for a few seconds. He spoke in usual evenly modulated tone. "If it is my money why should I want to give it to you?"I smiled sweetly and, as I stroked his cock, said, "For one thing, I believe I earned it. For another, I have need for it. Don still pays the mortgage and the utilities and gives me a reasonable food and cleaning products allowance. But he does not buy me any of my clothes or personal items. Besides I never had my own bank account while Don and I've been married. I should have money of my own. Honestly, I think he may want to end the marriage before too long. Add to that your propensity to terminate relationships precipitately, means I could be at poverty's door at any moment."He snickered and said, "My, my, such a well planned and rational reasoning. Okay, the Club took as its share, eight hundred and seventy-five dollars. If I take as my share ten percent or three hundred fifty dollars, that would leave you with two thousand, two hundred and seventy-five dollars. That should give you a good start. If you continue to perform at the Club, you shall be able to build it into a tidy sum."I never understood how he is able to calculate so fast. I forced myself not to whine when I said, "But I don't know if I want to perform in the club very often in the future, if at all in that manner. I have some plans of my own. They are not fully developed yet, but I want to afford to have a chance at pursuing a dream of my own some day."He fiddled with one of my nipples as he distractedly said, "We shall see how the future goes. Now I shall want you back here Monday evening. In the meanwhile, I will write out a check for you to take home.""Yes sir, it will be my pleasure to accept it."***After breakfast, she dressed herself in the fish net dress and her heels. Ben brought around the car to take her home. She sat up front as is her wont. Ben patted and caressed her thigh and said, "You seem to enjoy taking two men at the same time. Will that be your preference from now on?""Not really. The experience is okay for a change of pace and I shall be more open to the idea in the future. In fact, Master wants me to perform some more at the club. So in that aspect and the money I earned, it was quite good. I guess I will have to keep up with use of the butt plug. Do you know what he wants me for on Monday?""No. I rarely do, you know. I must live one day at a time. Will you require my services once you are home?""Sorry, but not today I need to rest up from the busy night then I have some personal things that need my time.""Very good, Miss Maryanne; I wish you a pleasant weekend. Here we are. Can I help you with your belongings?"It suddenly hit me what Ben said. "Ben, did you just hint that you would like to spend some time with me in my bedroom?"He danced around my question and said, "I am always open to do so, but only if you request it."Ben carried my clutch and my heels up to my room where he took off my dress and hung in the closet. I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at him. He looked at me when he finished. Finally I said in resignation, "My puss and butt are still quite sore, but if you like, I can manage a blow job.""Thank you Miss Maryanne. By the way, if you go to the health food store you should buy Vitamin E capsules and a tube of Vitamin E with Aloe Vera crème. You put a capsule in each hole and use the crème on the outside. They will soothe the achiness." Then he dropped his slacks and shuffled up to me. I leaned in to lick his head. The presumptuous man seems able to get a hard-on at a moment's notice and he must surely know that I get so easily aroused since I've been with Master Todd. I relished the taste of his pre-cum before I took him into my mouth and began to suck on him. I took him a little deeper with each hard suck until he was in my throat. I don't gag any more since I've learned to breathe through my nose and relax the muscles in my throat. I let him almost out then sucked in deep again. After that second deep throat move, I sucked on him in short, quick strokes. Three minutes later, more or less, he filled me with a couple of tablespoons of his tasty fruity cum. I had learned that he and Todd eats very little red meat or starch. They dined mostly on fresh veggies and fruits. Hence their flavored cum.He pulled on his slacks then helped me stand up, embraced and kissed me. "Thank you again, my sweet Maryanne. I'll see you Monday."I looked at the clock and it was almost ten. I wanted to open checking and savings accounts this morning before the bank closed. I took a fast shower, dressed in jeans, blouse and my flats. Heels are hell to drive in. Why can't they build a car that can be drive in high heels? Put the check in my purse and drove to the local Federal SavingsFor opening the accounts she receive two hundred and fifty checks at no charge and twenty-five dollars to start my savings account, although I wouldn't actually get the checks to use for a couple of weeks. At least, they gave me a little booklet of five checks without my name on them. I kept a hundred dollars in cash and visited the health food store in the nearby mall. I bought the Vitamin E items, skin moisturizer and some things to use in a hot bath; tea tree and basil essential oils to soothe my mind and skin, and aromatic chips of cedar and jasmine to help me relax my muscles and my mind.. ***Maryanne arrived home and discovered Don already in his favorite easy chair with the morning paper, but he looked up as she sashayed into the living room. "Hello, Donald. Have you been busy?"He smiled nicely. We got past the nastiness. "Perhaps not as busy as you, but I get my share of pleasure.""Good. I'm happy for you. I'm glad you're here. Would you mind if I used your PC until I can afford one of my own?""Go ahead. In fact, you can keep that one. I hardly use it any more. I can get a new one from my work. Are you busy this evening."Maryanne was surprise at his question. "Not especially. I was going to sort through my clothes today. What did you have in mind?""I thought I might take you to dinner tonight.""I'd like that. I'm glad you not so upset with me anymore."He looked at his lap before he spoke. "I'm not, but I have a question. Is Todd that much better in bed than I am?""Not a lot better. Part of his allure is his commanding presence. It gives a gal a sense of security. There are a couple of things he does the makes the sex more exciting. If you like, I will discuss them with you during dinner. I want some coffee. Would you like a cup?"It was his turn to be pleasantly surprised; it showed on his face when he said, "I would, thank you."Maryanne made the two cups of coffee ready to carry them to the living room, but Don walked in and sat at the kitchen. She sat down with him with the coffee. Right away, he said, "Tell me now some of his secrets. I have another topic for this evening."She smiled coyly when she answered. "I can do that. I guess you are learning that women today what a full sexual experience if we are to allow a man to invade out bodies. Let me see. First thing is he never fails to set the scene. The bed is ready to use in the manner he plans to use in and the sheets are always warm. That helps you know. The room is neither dark nor bright. He uses special lamp bulbs, but candles work well, especially aromatic ones. He never stints on foreplay with much kissing from head to toe. His fingers, lips and tongue gently cause my nipples to peak, my blood to flow hot and strong. He licks my pussy and teases by clit. By the time he slides into me, I'm ready to climax. He keeps it up so I climax multiple times."Maryanne had to stop and to sip some coffee to let her blood slow down. Just talking about it aroused her. "An important thing is that he never rushes and he is always touching some part of me. He goes slow and builds up speed when I'm nearly ready. You know what, he pays attention. He can read me and my body to know what I like and dislike. Dammit, he makes me believe I am the most important person to him when we are making love instead of himself. I always feel safe, secure and cared about."Don stared at her as she finished. "I should have written all that down. I never realized that I didn't satisfy you and probably no one else. I thought our love was enough."She nodded. "It is at first. But love needs to be fertilized, enriched and worked to keep it fresh. But if it isn't, or isn't there in the first place, then you could take lessons from Master Todd. I know we don't really love each other, but we do love our love-making. Some day it won't be enough. Okay, enough chit chat. I have things to do upstairs. Can you put the computer I am to use in the living room somewhere? Maybe in a corner would be nice."Sure. I'll make reservations for seven."Maryanne put the cups in the sink and filled them with water. The she went to her room to spend the next couple of hours going through her closet. She shook her head then decided to get rid of most of her clothes although kept one business suit; jacket and skirt. Next she picked out two comfortable dresses useful for casual outings with friends (that she didn't actually have any more); one of which she'd wear tonight with Don. Also put aside were all the clothing she received from Master Todd. For lazing around the house she held on to two of the best slacks. All but three blouses were tossed out. The only stockings kept were those Master Todd gave her plus a couple pair of peds.Then she tackled the dresser including lingerie, most of which would go to Good Will. Maryanne laughed and decided to buy completely all new undergarments. She laughed again when she realized she hardly wore them with Master Todd. She kept two satin nightgowns. She picked up a flannel nightie and began to toss it. She stopped and thought about that cold night when the electricity went out and how happy she had the flannel and decided it to keep it on the bottom of the drawer. If she ever needed it, she would pray that Master Todd never saw her in it. She gave it a last look, then when back to work at her huge desire to redo everything about her life. She looked at the pile of clothes she was throwing away then glance at the nearly empty dresser drawers and walk-in closet at what remained. She said to the empty closet, "I do not wish to look like a slut, just on the edge and close to one. She cleared off the bed to lie down to think about the clothes she wished to buy; the baby dolls, camis, chemises, some of them of fishnet, and some described as strappy. She added corsets and bustiers to her list as well as lace stockings, bras, panties, garter bells and whatever else came to mind.She fell into a light sleep until she heard the front door open and close. She looked at the clock on the night stand and decided she better get a move on. She went into the bathroom to shower and oil her arms and legs. Next step is to arrange her hair and fix her face with a little makeup. She selected the pale blue summer V-neck halter top dress with a loose fitting skirt and flowing hemline.Since her only stockings left were the black ones from Master Todd, she eschewed wearing stockings and decided on her plain white sandals. She joined Don downstairs where he waited for her. Together they went to the restaurant where he had reservations. They ordered cocktails and reviewed the menu. So far their talk remained conversational. When their meals were delivered, they quietly ate and drank their wine. When the coffee was served, Maryanne said, "Alright, +I've enjoyed the meal but I also have been patient waited to hear what you wanted to talk to me about. Now talk to me or I'm going home.""Yeah, yeah, I'm trying to get the nerve. Okay, I think we need to discuss divorce. Now don't go crazy on me. I'm not talking about right away; maybe next year or the one after. I just think we should consider what we want, how we should split our stuff up. You should think about what you need in the way of alimony while I thing about what I can afford. We should consider possible alternatives if I remarry or you do or if I lose my job. Look, I'm only saying we should think about it. If I find someone or if you do, we should know what it will mean for both of us."Maryanne sat quietly, not exactly stunned to silence, but she had no idea what to think. She looked at him. His face showed fear. She wondered what he might fear. Could it be fear of her reaction. She knew she had to settle him down."Alright, this is my first reaction to your idea. I think it's a good one. But let's not continue this in such a public place. Let's go home."***They didn't talk in the car. Maryanne tried to come to an understanding what a divorce would mean but was unable to wrap her mind around what problems might arise. She needed some help. She considered she could talk to Master Todd when she visits him on Monday. At that point, Don pulled into the driveway.Once inside, Maryanne poured them each a small glass of sherry. When she handed a glass to Don, he appeared devastated to her. She realized that he must have been struggling with this idea and now that it was out in the open, it must be tearing him apart. She sat next to him, clink his glass and said, "Here's to this evening. Drink up then let's go to bed, together."Don stared at her, unbelief written on his face. She pushed his glass towards his face. He looked down at the glass then drank the contents. She took the glass out of his hand and with her other hand, took his hand and let him towards the stairs. He followed her on unsteady legs up the stairs and down to what used to be their bedroom.She helped him undress then he helped her. Together they turned back the top sheet and climbed into the bed. He whispered. "Are you sure about this?"She giggled, "Don, at this point, I'm not sure of anything. Now, did you listen to me earlier? Do you think you can give an orgasm or two?""Get closer to me, gorgeous. I want to kiss every inch of you and that's just an appetizer."Don tried to remember all she said. Maryanne gave him advice as their love making progressed. When he fell asleep, she smiled at his sleeping body. If she hadn't missed counting, she had five orgasms that evening.***In the morning they woke each other up. They smiled. He said, "If you let me use the bathroom first, I'll get breakfast started."She giggled. "You better let me go first, or pee all over the bed and myself."He sniggered as she slithered out of the bed and, naked, made a dash for the toilet. She started the shower, closed the shower door and climbed under the water. He came in and said, "Sorry, I couldn't wait either. If you wait, I'll wash your back for you.""Okay."After enjoying the shower together, they dressed and went out for breakfast. Then Don took Maryanne home. She stepped out of the car and leaned in to give him a kiss. He smiled and said, I've enjoyed these past few hours with you.""I did also, but I don't think we should do it again. You're a good husband Don, but you no longer are what I need or want. Go find a woman who will love you better than me and don't forget what you learned about making her happy. Good bye Don.Maryanne found it difficult to get into anything that required her to think. She wandered from room to room and considered going for a swim in the pool, but realized it probably need to be shocked and cleaned. Instead she returned to the living room and noticed for the first time that Don had already set up his old PC and the small computer desk in the corner. It kept her busy for a couple of hours. She already looked forward to tomorrow and wondered what Master Todd had in mind. It was so rare to pick her up for lunch.***Sam arrived at eleven thirty. He was in an unusual rush and ignored Maryanne's hints about a bit of sex before they left. She had already showered, bathed, depilatorized, oiled her skin, did her face and hair. Her legs were clad in black fancy lace top thigh highs held up with a black scalloped embroidery garter belt. All she had left to do is to slip on the black satin halter top mini dress, with a deep plunging V neckline with a knotted ends that hung loose. The dress had a snug fit around the hips, with side slits and an open back. Her shoes remained to go on her feet. Sam helped with her five inch heel strappy glossy patent sandals. He took care of side buckles to close the slim ankle strap and ensured the crisscross front straps were comfortable in place. Sam held her elbow as he escorted her to the limousine. She admired the limo. Sam, is this something new? It looks quite luxurious.""Yes, it is. I just picked it up a few minutes ago. By the way, Master Todd said to inform you that you will not ride in the front seat of this vehicle. Make yourself comfy in the rear. Master Todd has a surprise for you."Maryanne felt a frisson of excitement at his final comment. What she knew of the Master, the surprise surely had to do with their sexual play. Could it be a new position, a new threesome or maybe a foursome? There was just no way for her to know. All she could do is impatiently wait until Sam brought her to their destination.Sam parked the car and escorted her to the Master's front door. They passed through the lobby into the living room. Master Todd took her by the hand and led her over to the extremely attractive man who sat on the sofa. The man stood up to meet her. He rose above her by six inches despite her five inch heels.Master Todd said, "This is Adonis. Adonis, meet Maryanne. I think you find her the perfect female."Adonis took her hand and in the continental way, almost kissed her fingers. He gazed hard at her as he held her hand. "Yes." He drew out the pronunciation of the word then said, "I think she will do quite well."He glanced at her again with a big grin. "Maryanne, I think we should find someplace private and discuss some possibilities."She smiled sweetly at him then looked at her master as if to question what she should do. In response, he jutted his jaw at the room with the big bed. She nodded in reply, turned to Adonis and led him to the bedroom. He halted her about three feet from the side of the bed. "Stand here for a moment."He sprawled out on the bed, which barely could contain him. "Very nice. Would you please take off your dress? You can leave the stockings, suspenders and your shoes on. His demand startled her which she physically displayed. She regained her equilibrium and as she was used to do as she was ordered when at Master Todd's, she undid the knot so she could slip the halter from around her neck.Adonis hiss a drawn out 'Ahhhh' then stared hard as she shimmied down the rest of the dress until it pooled at her feet. She hooked it with a foot, and kicked in towards him. He sat up, caught the dress and said, "Magnifique. You must exercise regularly."She smiled, gratified at his reaction. "I do thirty minutes at least four times a week. I supplement that with roughly twenty to thirty minutes of doing the twist. When the weather permits, I swim the breast stroke for fifteen or so minutes." He applauded a moment then said, "Good. Now walk around the room in front of me."She followed his directive and returned to face him. She giggled and said, "I have displayed my body to you. I think it only fair that you return the favor."Without a word, he leaped off the bed and pulled, over his head, the shirt that he wore like a second skin. He followed by undoing his trousers and let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them. She noted he went commando, but then remembered that she did also.She stepped gracefully up to him and put a hand on his biceps. He flexed his arm to make the muscle grow. She ran a hand across his wide chest then reached behind to caress his taut butt cheeks. "Apparently you work out regularly as well.""Obviously, but now it is my turn." He drifted one hand down her back to take measure of her cheeks then continued to her thighs. His hand trailed up her back and around to her breasts, which he gently squeezed, then lightly pinched her nipples. He moved his to caress her flat tummy, over her mound and continued to her labia.Maryanne didn't flinch. Instead, she reached down to take hold of his cock then caressed it. He went from semi-hard to full hardness. She estimated him to be seven or slightly longer from tip to root and close to three inches in diameter. She was quite impressed and slightly frightened at how much he could stretch her, but a frisson of desire ran through her groin.They stopped their explorations. He sat on the bed and smiled at her. She smiled back and said, "Alright you're well hung. What's this all about? Are you supposed to fuck me now?""If you want me to, I will. But Todd wants me to fuck you at the club Friday night. Perhaps we should get used to each other unless you want to talk to him first.""There is no need. I might need some lubrication. What position do you prefer?"He guffawed and held his stomach with both hands. When he settled down he said, "You're all business, heh? Well, on Friday, what I intend for us is to do you while I stand up. I will life you up by your waist with your hands on my shoulders. We will fuck like that a bit then you should wrap your legs around my waist and work it on out. We might be inventive after that."She shook her head violently. "No good. The idea of Friday nights is that I get put up for auction. Who is going to bid for you to do me?""I don't know all the details. We have to ask Todd about that. Actually what I hope to do one day is open an unique exercise place with want a female partner.""Okay, we can talk and we need to talk to Master Todd. In the meantime, let's see if I can take that log of yours. Let me get the lube."She retreated to the bathroom to take off her shoes, stockings and garter belt then to smear the lube inside her vagina with more on the outside edges. She lightly coated her hands in the lubricant before she returned to the bedroom. Adonis waited for her on the bed. She bent over his hips and took his cock in her hands to coat him with the lube, which was soon mixed with his own. During the time that passed she determined that she would mount him cowgirl in order that she could control the action.She continued to stroke him as she crawled on her knees to stretch her legs over his hips. Then she held his cock steady with one hand as she lifted herself over him. She lowered her self until she felt the tip of his cock near her entrance. Carefully she maneuvered so it pointed right at the opening. She lowered about a half inch then paused to get used to his size.She continued to slowly lower further in half inch increments. It amazed her how her body could adjust to him. She realized, of course, that giving birth meant she would be open even more, but she also heard about the pain. It took over a minute for her for butt to reach his thighs. She rested again and looked at him. He was grinning like he won the lottery or something."I feel very much filled, Adonis.""I can imagine, you are a very tight fit and it feels lovely. Will you be able to ride me?""Take it easy. I will need to build up slowly."Carefully and slowly, she rose up on his pole then slowly but without a halt, slid back down with a mixture of groans and moans. She increased her efforts until she was able to slide up and down with a steady rhythm. He hit every sensitive part of her insides. If she pushed down too much, she felt him at her cervix, which caused a quick sharp pain. He began to tease her clit which she approved .Now that she thought she had the measure of his size, she rode him faster. She leaned pack with her hands on his thighs. This gave him better access to her clit while increasing the pressure on G-spot. Her breath came harder as she rolled her tummy muscles as she went up and down like a merry-go-round horse. Her breasts were stimulated by her actions and she began the climb to her peak.She began to chant; "Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum!" Each chant a louder shrill than the one preceding until Maryanne's legs and arms went stiff as the orgasmic tremors rolled through her tummy down to her clit and she huskily shouted. "Coming!"After a pause, she collapsed atop Adonis' torso. He gently rubbed her back until she tried to get up. He lifted her off him. Maryanne did not feel surprised at his strength but couldn't believe the quantity of cum that dribbled out of her vagina as her walls collapsed towards their normal resting size.She knew she had been royally fucked. Size of the man never meant much to her before, but Adonis was cut from different cloth. She enjoyed the pain and the pleasure in equal measure. While she lied there in coital gratification, Adonis went to the bathroom and returned to carefully wash her pussy and thighs.When she tried to get up, she fell back. "I have to pee and take a shower."He easily swept her up to hold her against his chest and carry her into the bathroom. He sat her on the toilet, turned to the shower and set the water temperature. When she finished on the toilet, he effortlessly picked her up and carried her under the water spray that came from multi sources. He gently washed her from head to toe, front and back to her satisfied moans. She did not return the favor by washing him. Instead she leaned against the wall and watched as he washed himself. She smiled as it reminded her of the scene from the movie version of Lady Chatterley's Lover.After turning off the water, he opened the door and grabbed a large bath towel and wrapped it around her before he grabbed another towel for himself. He carried her back to the bed. She had recovered by then and easily stood up, dried off and dressed sans garter belt and stockings. She returned to the living room. Master Todd was not there. Sam said, "Shall I take you home?""Where is Master Todd?""He is in his office. Now may I take you home?"Yes, please. But Adonis will come with us. He and I need to discuss a few matters."Ben made a face of protest, but would do as he was asked without comment. She sat in the back with Adonis, but they didn't speak to each other. Ben frequently glanced in his rear view mirror, but saw nothing untoward. He pulled into her driveway and his passengers got out. Ben watched as they went to the door, which she unlocked. Before she went inside she blew Ben a kiss. Inside she said, "Sit anywhere, I need to make a phone call. I shall be back shortly."She went to her room to first change into a pair of shorts and a halter top then she dialed Master Todd's office. He answered. "Hello Miss Maryanne, why do you call me?""My apologies, Master Todd, I had hoped to discuss yours plans for Friday night at the club. Specifically what you wished me to do this week, another DP perhaps?"Tell me Miss Maryanne, did Adonis pleasure you today?""He's monstrous in size, but a gentle lover. It wasn't easy, but I accepted his size barely. He hit my cervix. That was not very pleasuring. I'd say I rather lay still with him in me rather than to have him pound away at me. There is no way that I will take him anally nor could I deep throat him. Will you tell me your plan for Friday, please Master.""Hmm, I will tell you that I intend to auction you and him at the same time but not to do each other. I will auction you as a couple to another couple. I will not insist on a man for you and a woman for him. As always, the high bid wins. However, I expect you to offer any of your holes. Does that allay your fears?""It does, Master. Thank you.""Has he spoke to you of his plans for his health club yet?. If not, he will. I do have one request for you. Could you kindly put him up for the rest of the week? It would give you both plenty of time to discuss his venture.""Of course, Master Todd, you request is my command. Thank you for taking my call."Have a nice evening, Miss Maryanne. Until Friday, I wish you good night."That evening, she took him again, but they laid still as she tried to work only her vaginal muscles on him. By the end of the hour, she had enough control to massage him to an orgasm. She had an average one herself. She would take him twice on Tuesday, one time on Wednesday and not at all on Thursday. She feared if he took her too often, he would stretch her too much and ruin her. He was nowhere near the lover compared to Master Todd or Ben. When they didn't indulge in sex, they discussed his plans for his spa. She began to think how she could be included in those plans.Essentially his plan is to offer a variety of exercises based on dances done around the world; such as belly dancing from Turkey, Hula from Hawaii, Balinese dancers, Classic Hindu ones, etc. The idea is to combine exercise with sexuality but alongside more recent gymnasium types of exercise but without machines except for bicycles real bicycles. Maryanne liked his ideas. She suggested he should include stripping and pole dancing as well. Her head filled with ideas.***Another Friday rolled around. Ben brought Adonis and Maryanne their outfits for the night. She still had no idea what Master Todd had planned for them except that they would go to the platform together. The mystery really aroused her to the point that her nipples were already hard and natural lubrication kept her warm and moist.She laughed when Adonis received his outfit. It was essentially a Tarzan like animal skin. It covered his cock and balls up to his nipples with a single over the shoulder strip. I guess it is meant to look like what a primitive He-man would wear. Funny thing is that it looked just perfect on him.They surprised Maryanne as did not go in the cage in only her birthday suit this time. Ben dressed her in a sheer halter neck body stocking of black lace with a low open back with a keyhole front to frame my tits, and an open crotch. She thought it strange but sexy. It had long been her opinion that nudity, in and of itself, never looked sexy, but to be barely covered up did as it gave a bit of mystery to the way a woman appeared. Of course, she didn't wear a G-string or a thong.Upon arrival at the club, Adonis and Maryanne didn't have a need for the dressing rooms. Instead Master Todd led them both to his table where they removed their outerwear. In moments, a club employee arrived to escort them to the same cage. As far as she could recall, this was the first time two people were in a single cage and the first time anyone not naked was put in one. Quite a number of people stopped by to look them over and to wonder what their performance might be.The first offering of the night once again was Brigit. Maryanne didn't pay much attention since she had seen her twice already. A number of other women were led onto the platform one at a time, again with the collar and leash shtick. Adonis and Maryanne had to wait until about half way through the scheduled performances. Finally an employee arrived and joined their collars together by a short chain to which a single leash was attached. Maryanne restrained a desire to giggle when the announcer told the club members about the performance concept. It is also happened to be the first time she heard about it. They were to be offered to heterosexual couples only. Adonis would fuck the female in any hole she chose after she took off his outfit. The male would be able to fuck me in any hole he chose after the ripped off her costume in shreds.The novelty of the offering really got the crowd excited with the novelty. The bidding reached four grand. Maryanne could hardly wait for the woman to take off Adonis' caveman outfit and got her first sight of his equipment, while Maryanne hardly took notice of the guy as he ripped the body stocking into shreds. Of course, he wanted to fuck her butthole. So unimaginative opinion; however, it felt good that she kept the butt plug in place until Ben dressed her. He also lubed her up good, which is always appreciated.It didn't surprise anyone that the dame decided she was to be fucked in her front door but doggie style. Her vagina swallowed Adonis' cock so easily that it staggered imagination. She squealed so cheerfully as he banged away at her. She took quite a bit more of him inside her than Maryanne was able. Her orgasm was both real and impressive. These people were truly into fucking.My man also wanted to take Maryanne doggie style. That worked for her since he didn't compare at all with Adonis. She gave her best Meg Ryan imitation. Although it didn't matter since the guy seemed more focused on Adonis' monster cock sliding in and out of his wife's vagina than him plundering Maryanne's. She thought that she now had an idea what fucking must be like for most prostitutes it's just another job and often boring. In her opinion the whole of the performances on the platform with this couple seemed rather anti-climatic when all is said and done. It worked out nice for her as the club took its share as did Master Todd, but she didn't have to share with Adonis. Maryanne earned twenty-seven hundred dollars for little effort on her part. She didn't know it, but it would come in handy.***Ben took her home after Master Todd fucked Maryanne in a new position. She began on her back, but Todd pushed her legs up so that her ankles were past her head. Maryanne's tush was up off the bed about a foot. He rubbed her pussy and tweaked her very accessible clit then slid his cock home into her vagina. It was a hell of a fuck and one she enjoyed. Her tension was so strong that the release of the orgasm seemed to be doubled in intensity.Ben was as wonderful as ever. He washed her in the tub and let her soak for a few minutes. In the bedroom afterwards, she sucked his rod to hardness and then he put her on the bed on her tummy and slowly fucked her. Ben knew that it is Maryanne's favorite position. Then he covered her with a sheet and light blanket, kissed her forehead and left. She slept like a baby.***Sunday proved to be another interesting day for Maryanne. Don came over in time to join in her late breakfast. He brought a variety of fruit already sliced and diced. He also had a small bowl of melted dark chocolate and another of real whip crème. She made the coffee and they sat around the table and nibbled to their hearts and stomachs content.Then she learned the reason for his visit so early in the day. They took their coffee into the living room. He smiled in an oily way which was not like him at all. He gazed at her for a moment, tentatively smiled and said, "I think we need to renegotiate our agreement. Now listen to me before you argue. First I want to set you up with a fixed income. I also want to sell this house. I will split the proceeds with you. Finally I will gift you half of all my savings and investments. Now let me explain all this in more detail.""Hmm, never mind. The concept sounds fair enough, but I want to think about it for a couple of days. Why don't you come by Tuesday evening for supper and we can discuss this further.""Huh? Oh, yeah, that'll be fine. Let's try to do this without lawyers first, okay?""I agree. Is this a plan for a divorce?""It can be, if you prefer."***Monday Maryanne called Master Todd. Ben answered the phone. "I'm sorry, Miss Maryanne, but the Master is not available. Do you wish to leave a message?""I do. Tell Master Todd that my husband wishes to discuss terms for a divorce. I think the terms will be fair and I desire to proceed with it. Don has agreed to pay me a sum each month. I also get half of all the money in his bank accounts and investments. He wants us to sell this house and split whatever money we get after paying off the mortgage and costs. We both want to do this without lawyers. I want to know the Master's opinions."Later that day, Master Todd phoned Maryanne. "Good afternoon, Maryanne, I received your message. I see no harm in the proposals. Of course, you will need a new home, but I believe I have a interesting solution for that problem. We can discuss that and other of my thoughts when I see you Friday evening. Good bye."He hung up before she could reply. She poured herself a glass of wine and relaxed the rest of the afternoon while wondering what Master Todd had in mind.***Tuesday evening, Don arrived punctually. Maryanne had dinner ready to put on the table. They chatted very little while they ate. Apparently he came to talk about his proposals. They cleared and cleaned the dishes together. They took the wine bottle and the glasses into the living room and sat down.Don pulled a couple of sheets of paper out of his inside jacket pocket and handed her some of them. "This is my current estimate of the moneys you shall receive, although the proceeds of the house are always iffy. I already contact a realtor. If you agree we should make this move, we can schedule an appointment with her. What are your thoughts about this?"She smiled affectionately and said, "I think it is well thought out, very fair to both of us and I agree."He stared at her with his mouth open. Obviously he expected some push back. She went on to say, "We can use the same lawyer I believe since we agree on the division of assets and payments made to me on a monthly basis. I think we could add a paragraph that such payments would end if I remarry and/or my income exceeds ten thousand dollars a month."Don gulped and babbled. That is most decent of you, my dear, considering I am most responsible for our current situation. Unless you object, I will use our old lawyer to draw up the agreement and will call the realtor for an appointment."Maryanne smiled seductively as she said, "Excellent. Now I propose we seal the agreement in the bedroom with a final bit of pleasant sex."Don said not a word as he stood up and took her hand. Maryanne led them to the bedroom where amidst a few kisses and hugs, they helped each other take off their clothes. She pushed him to set on the edge of the bed, fell to her knees to give him a blow job she hoped he would long remember. It took a very long for him to fill her mouth with his cum.She smiled at the rapturous look on his face as she pulled herself up to climb on the bed behind him. She waited for him to come off his high and return the favor. Don never could learn to lick her very well, but did his best to bring her to climax. It took more than a few minutes, but he persevered and she had a good orgasm.They lay next to each other and cuddled for a few minutes before he rolled her on her stomach, pushed a pillow under hips (with her help). They enjoyed a final, long fuck. Perhaps not as fulfilling as those with Master Todd or Ben, Maryanne kissed him with satisfaction in her groin. They showered before he left. At the front door, they kissed good-bye.Maryanne went to lie in her bed to daydream about the next phase in her life. The daydreams became dreams.ENDI always enjoy comments, write me at [email protected] |
bbwcuck.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/bbwcuck.txt | 30-year-old man looking for submissive wife for sex in front of husband, only BBW need reply. That was the ad I ran on the net and amazingly I got lots of replies but not very many BBW's. There was one that stood out, it was a lady aged 50 who was definitely a BBW. She sent a photo of herself wearing a bodice and stockings and she looked perfect for me, she said her husband only got off when they talked about her fucking another man and now they wanted to try it for real. We exchanged e-mails for a month getting dirtier and dirtier until we finally arranged to meet in a hotel outside of Boston. I gave her instructions as to what to wear and she loved the idea saying she would do exactly what I said.I walked into the hotel and say them straight away at the bar, the husband I had never seen but now that I did I could understand why she was looking for something else. He was small and skinny with not much hair and he looked older than her somewhere in his 60's. She was sitting on a bar stool with her ass hanging over the stool on all sides with her chunky legs crossed causing her short skirt to ride up her leg giving the whole bar a good eye full of thick thigh. Her tight fitting cotton top clung to her breasts and even from the door I could see how huge they where making me smile broadly. I walked over and said hello shaking the guys hand and then kissing Ann full on the lips taking my time, she responded warmly and when I pulled away she smiled at me looking me up and down. I looked at the hubby to see his reaction to the first kiss and right enough he was red faced and shifting his feet, I wondered how he would react when he saw her sucking my cock.I ordered drinks and we started chatting, well Ann and I talked while Peter looked on and tried to join in when he could. Ann's top had a plunging neck line showing a deep cleavage, her breasts where so big they spilled all over her lap resting on her crossed leg, my cock would give a twitch every time I looked at them and I didn't bother to hide the fact. She was loving the attention, not a pretty woman but for a fat girl not bad, she had a double chin that ran down to her join her breasts. She had worn lots of make up as I asked and her hair was cut short, but it was her legs that had my attention. Her thigh was as thick as my waist and the stockings had no way of reaching the top of her legs so the thick black band was on show getting me hot, as we chatted I moved closer and closer until I was rubbing against her and when I placed my hand on her hot thigh she shuffled closer. I almost had my back to Peter now sliding my hand up and down her exposed leg the conversation getting more and more sexy as we drank. As I moved my hand up her leg it brushed off her breast and it felt so firm I wanted to maul it there and then, we had to get naked and soon. "Let's go upstairs to my room and have a last drink," I said to her but it was Peter who spoke up saying, "Ah well, you see we thought that as it's the first meet we would just have some drinks and if every one was happy we could arrange another night." I laughed and said, "Yeah, sure whatever," and turned my attention back her Ann's leg trying to get my hand up under her tight skirt. I gulped down my drink and stood back and said, "Well let's go," it was funny she looked from me to him and then back to me then slowly slid off her stool to stand at my side. Peter looked panicked and said quickly "Ann, we agreed and I think its wise," I stepped up close to him and said in a menacing voice, "I hope your not going to be any trouble tonight." He backed away and started talking fast, "No, no that's not it! It's just that we discussed this and WE feel it would be better if we went slowly," he was not sure of himself now and looked at his wife for support. I smiled at him and said, "That's alright Peter, you can stay here and drink while I go up stairs and fuck your wife," and I turned and took her by the hand and started towards the door, she let me tug her after me without a word. When I reached the door Peter was behind us and followed us to the lift. Once the lift doors closed I pushed Ann up against the wall and gave her a deep French kiss pushing my tongue into her mouth and bringing my hands up to grope her breasts through her top.She felt wonderful her tits where really firm and fucking huge, I could feel the lace on the bra and her nipples poking through hard and ready. Her enormous swollen belly pressed into her cock and she must have felt how hard I was as she pushed against me harder. The bell sounded and I had to stop but she was almost panting leaning back against the wall looking shocked and excited. I walked out with them both following me, I could hear Peter whispering something to her urgently but we where at my door already.When we got inside I immediately removed my clothes stripping down in front of both of them ,Peter looked sick now not a happy camper. When I got to my shorts my cock was almost poking out it was so hard and I turned to face Ann smiling. She looked shocked too but happy with a large grin on her face, she looked down at my cock and gave me a bigger grin. "Come over here and take off my shorts Ann," I said and stood with my hands on my hips and waited. She looked at Peter one more time and he looked really pissed off, he shook his head "NO". She was hesitant so I said loudly, "Get over here and get my cock out lady," it shocked her into action and she walked over to me stopping up close to me. Slowly she moved down until she took my shorts in her podgy hands and pulled them down having trouble getting them over my cock but with one last tug she helped me step out of them. My cock stood up proudly in front of me, when hard it's bigger than most and I could tell from her face that it was bigger than she was used to. She looked at it like it was all there was in the room her mouth dropped open and she sank down into a squatting position. Her face was now a couple of inches from it and as I took it in my hand pulling the foreskin back off the knob she licked her lips and waited. I jerked off only inches from her face getting faster and faster until my cock was fully hard and leaking pre come from the eye on the knob. "Is this big enough for you?" I asked smiling down at her, Peter was trying to look past her to see it but her head was blocking his view. "Peter, does this slut know how to suck cock?" I asked to piss him off.It worked he jumped up off the chair and shouted, "Alright, that's it, we're leaving Ann. Let's go!" he was red faced and looked like he meant it.She didn't respond right away as she was watching my cock as I jerked off but then she turned her head to look at him and spoke, "Peter darling, I cant leave him in this condition and besides this is why we came here," she said it in a calm soft voice and she didn't wait for his answer. She turned back to my cock and reached out and took it in her small round hand right at the base, she then leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth swallowing as much as she could before closing her lips around it and sucking gently. Peter was livid with rage like a child who didn't get his own way but he didn't storm out of the room ,he stood there looking as his wife sucked on my cock bobbing her head up and down the shaft like a busy bee. "Ooh yes, that's it lady, suck my big cock," I moaned for his benefit then "Get it nice and hard so I can fuck your fat pussy." She was loving it sucking harder now and moving her head up and down getting more of it's length down her troth. "Does she suck your cock Peter? does she suck you like this?" I asked a very pissed looking Peter. He didn't answer me, he looked weak at the knees, Ann however was very active, she was doing a good job on me. My cock was fully hard now and shiny with her saliva as she dragged her lips up and down the shaft. "That's enough for now, get up and take off your clothes but leave on your shoes and stockings," I ordered and she stood up obediently. I carried on jerking off as she pulled her top over her head, her bra must have being custom made to hold a pair of tits that big the fleshy mounds where spilling over the crammed full cups. Next she unzipped her skirt and tugged it down past her wide hips and let it drop to the floor standing up for me to inspect her. Her belly was as big as her tits swelling out below her bra and curving back into form a second belly that was in fact her pussy mound. Her panties covered her belly stretched up over the massive swollen form with her suspender straps running under the panties to her garter belt that was hidden under her belly fold. "Get your tits out slut, they look fucking huge," I snarled at her making her smile and Peter frown. She reached back and unclasped it and they dropped immediately with the weight down to her waist the bra falling to the floor. They where as I said huge but I was still surprised at just how big, each breast was bigger than my head and the nipple area was larger than a saucer light brown with cigar sized nipples sticking out hard. I wanted to grab them and suck on them but waited telling her to hurry up and get her panties off. She leaned forward letting her tits flop forward to her knees as she pulled her panties down giving Peter a nice view of her ass as she did. When she stood back up she was naked except for her stockings and shoes and looked very fuckable. "Lay on the bed and spread your legs wide," I commanded and she moved back to the bed sitting first her tits spilling all over her lap then laying back and letting her legs fall open. It was the first sight of her pussy, freshly shaved as I had told her to it looked huge too. The lips where open already large meaty lips that looked puffed up and I could just about see her swollen clit poking through the fat folds of her pussy. She laid back looking at me over her heaving breasts and waited for me, "Masturbate for me now, stick your fingers up your fat pussy for me," I commanded again jerking off myself. Peter sat back on the edge of the dressing table and watched his sweet wife push three fingers up her slippery pussy and start to masturbate in front of a complete stranger. It was so sexy to see her do this, her huge belly getting me hotter now and the idea of fucking her had me so close to coming I had to stop beating off. I moved closer and stood at the beds edge watching as she beat off too, "Is that what you do when your husband cant satisfy you?" I asked grinning, "We he's finished fucking you with his small cock do you fuck yourself like that?" "Yes, I fuck myself like this, can you see how wet your making me?" her voice was almost broken with lust. Peter hung his head and groaned softly defeated. I quickly went to my bag on the floor and pulled out a huge 8-inch black dildo I had brought with me and placed it between her massive tits. She looked at it a moment before she understood what it was then she smiled and took it in her podgy hand and lifted it up to look at it better. "I'm sure a slut like you fantasizes about a big black cock fucking you, try it for size I'm sure it will fit nicely," I teased. "That's enough Ann, lets GO!" shouted Peter standing up again. She looked over at him and surprised us both by saying, "Shut the fuck up Peter, just stand there and watch how you should have been treating me," and with that she moved the dildo down to her pussy and replaced her fingers with it. She pushed it inside her slowly but didn't stop until the large black cock was fully inside her wet pussy, she moaned out loud as it bottomed out filling her pussy like never before. I watched as she started moving it in and out the shaft already wet with her juice, I quickly moved over and straddled her chest taking a breast in each hand and wrapping them around my cock making it disappear under the flesh. I was sitting on her belly humping my cock between her tits making the knob pop out onto her double chin. She looked at my cock fascinated as it touched her chin while working the dildo into her greedy pussy. I could hear the wet sounds her pussy was making with the dildo getting me so horny I shoved my cock into her mouth and the bitch sucked on it like a lollypop. "A whore like you needs two cocks to keep her happy, am I right?" I asked with a laugh. She let my cock pop out of her mouth to answer, "Yes I've always wanted two big cocks to fuck me, quick put your big hard cock back in my mouth," she was panting getting close to coming now. She sucked noisily on my cock as I slid it in and out of her wet mouth.I decided I wanted to taste the bitch so I turned around and got into a 69 position putting my cock back in her mouth and leaning down to look at her pussy up close. She was fucking the dildo into her pussy furiously now it was slick with pussy juice and the moment I touched her erect clit with my tongue she came. She almost bucked me off her as her body jerked up off the bed, she couldn't even keep hold of the dildo she came so hard so I took over grabbing the rubber shaft and sliding it in and out of wet slippery cunt while sucking her clit into my mouth. "Ooh christ, stop I cant please, Ooh God I coming so hard!!" she screamed out around my cock. I kept up the pace ramming the black cock into her gapping slack cunt and she carried on humping her hips up off the bed coming non stop. When she started to come down I pulled the dildo out and licked her swollen pussy from top to bottom making her moan softly still twitching from the orgasm, the dildo was wet from her pussy and I used it to open her pussy so I could get my tongue deeper inside her. "Please fuck me, please fuck me now! Hard I need it please!" she begged as she tugged on my cock.I got up and walked back around the bed as she lay there with her legs open obscenely, her pussy was hanging open gapping and wet. Peter was shell shocked sitting on the dressing table looking on as his lovely wife acted like a complete whore, he watched as I stood at the beds edge and dragged her big body by the legs over to the beds edge. The slut had taken the dildo and was sucking it licking her juice off it and trying to get as much as she could into her mouth."You'd like to suck a real black cock wouldn't you my filthy slut?" I asked leaning over and rubbing my cock against her open cunt."Ooh yeah, I'd love a big fat black cock right now to suck on, please ram that cock into me now I'm begging you," she growled at me. I rammed it in so hard she moved up the bed and screamed out with joy, I had to grab her chunky legs to lift them up before I could fuck her the way I wanted. With her legs up in the air I was able to get more cock inside her and I started pounding the crap out of her slack open pussy, it was really large but so wet and hot that it felt great and every time I pounded into her it made her belly and tits flop about wonderfully. "Yes, yes, yes Ooh Yes fuck me, fuck me hard you bastard!" she screamed out "Fuck my whore pussy harder you fucker, do it. Ooh yes," she was going crazy. We where both panting and moaning and when I looked over at Peter he was rubbing his cock through his pants getting off on the whole thing now no longer pissed off. "Looks like your pussy husband likes to see his precious wife getting shafted," I said down to her red face. She looked over at him and smiled saying "Peter, take it out and wank it for our host." She was coming again now but still managed to say. "Show him what a small cock you have darling," she teased, but he was passed caring pulling out his little cock and tugging on it. He shuffled over to her bed and stood close beating off on his tiny cock, I wondered what he did with it, his wife's pussy was so big. As I fucked the shit out of her gapping cunt he beat off like mad. "Come in her mouth asshole, fill her slut mouth with spunk!!" I shouted at him and he moved it closer to her. With a couple a jerks he started coming firing his spunk onto her face, "Take it whore, take it on your filthy slut face," he was panting firing an usually large amount of spunk onto her face and open mouth. "I knew when I married you that you where a dirty whore, take it," he managed as he emptied his sack onto her face, she was covered in the stuff and loved it using her hands to smear it all over her face and scooping large gobs up into her mouth to swallow. I hadn't stopped my fucking and she was still coming I could feel it her pussy squirting liquid onto my cock and balls. Wanting to calm down a bit I pulled out and ordered her onto her hands and knees, she rolled her massive body over and got up onto her knees sticking her big plump ass in the air. She was soaked from pussy to ass with come her whole ass shiny from pussy juice and her pussy was hanging open the hole clearly visible still stretched from my cock. From the side I could see her massive tits and belly sprawled onto the bed. She swayed her ass from side to side to encourage me as if I needed it " Come on big boy, stuff that cock up my pussy," she moaned at me. Instead of her pussy I pressed my cock against her puckered asshole watching as it retracted on its own, she moved forward away from me and said over her shoulder "Please I'm not ready for that yet, my pussy needs more attention first." I pressed my cock against her ass again and held her there pushing forward so my cock opened her ass just a little " Just stay still and it wont hurt" I said pushing harder. "No please, don't!" she tried again but I pushed just as she said it and my cock popped inside about two inches making her gasp out loud. "Just relax bitch, your going to love my cock up your ass." Peter had removed his pants now and moved over to see what was going down, he looked happy to see her suffer a bit. "Ooh God, go easy! Ooh Christ you feel huge," she panted as I pushed another two inches into her ass. It was tight and I knew it was the first time she'd taken a cock up there. "I'm going to fuck you up the ass bitch and make you scream!" I snarled down at her pushing more inside. "I'm going to make you come from your ass slut, can you feel it," I was almost all the way in and she was taken it with ease. "Ooh shit yes, your splitting me in half," she cried out. Suddenly Peter spoke up saying, "Go on, fuck her ass, fuck the slut's ass hard," he was leaning over watching every inch slid into her ass. He was wanking off again his small cock hard again, when I was fully in I started moving it slowly in and out getting faster as her ass became used to it until after only a moment I was fucking her ass with long slow strokes humping my cock in and out of her tight asshole. She started moaning now and gently pushing her ass back at me, "Mmm, yes that's nice, fuck me slowly like that I love it," she said then, "I can feel every inch of your cock you bastard!!" she sounded like she was about to come. The very sight of my cock squeezed in her ass was almost enough to make me come and I had to do all I could not too, I started humping faster with shorter strokes jabbing my cock into her ass and making her fat ass wobble with every trust. Peter was beside himself beating off like mad and watching his wife take my cock up her ass, I was now fucking it hard pulling almost all the way out before ramming it back in every time making her cry out. "Fucking cheap filthy whore, take it up the ass like a real slut," I panted "Take my cock up your tight asshole bitch." "Yes, fuck my ass, fuck it hard Ooh shit I love it I'm going to come," she cried out ramming her ass back hard. Peter suddenly appeared beside me with the dildo in his hand and a big grin on his sorry face. I knew what he had in mind so I pulled out with a loud pop and moved aside for him, he quickly rammed it up her pussy all the way and left it there with just the stubby end sticking out. "Now fuck her ass again, give her both cocks that's what she really wants," he snarled like a tough guy. I did just that pushing my cock back up her ass this time it felt tighter with her pussy so full, she screamed out as I filled her ass with cock meat. "I'm coming you bastards, I'm coming!!" and she did making the dildo slip half way out as her pussy contracted around it, her ass too was clenching around my cock like a vice grips. Peter saw the dildo popping out and quickly reached under my balls pushing it back inside her but she was coming so hard he had to stay there to keep it in. "Fuck her with it Peter, fuck her slack cunt with it," I snarled at him. It was not easy as he was trying not to touch my balls but he managed to fuck the thing in and out of her slippery pussy making her come again and again. My cock was coated with brownish slime from her ass lubricating her ass so I could really hammer it hard. She was out of control now screaming the room down, "Yes, YES!! Ooh fuck yes, fuck my holes you dirty bastards." Peter's hand was covered in come but he kept it up fucking her sorry pussy hard with the black dildo while I hammered the shit out of her asshole. "Gangbang my ass and pussy Ooh Christ YESSSSSS," she managed just before she passed out flopping down heavily onto the bed. I stayed buried up her ass as she lay limp on the bed her breathing coming in ragged breaths. "She's passed out," cried Peter amazed beside me. I pulled out and moved up the bed my cock still very hard, she was not really passed out it had just been too much. We rolled her over and she looked up at us both smiling like a cat "Mmm Boys, are you finished with me so soon," she was purring as she said it. She looked down and saw my cock pointing at her."Well what have we here, I thought you came already?" she mumbled to me. I moved up to her face and started jerking off pointing my cock at her face and open mouth, she stuck her tongue out for me and I moved my cock to within an inch of her mouth."We where saving it for your spunk shower, get up here Peter and jerk off on her face," I said still beating off fast. Peter climbed up fast his cock hard and started jerking off like me right at her face. "Give it to me, fire it all over my face," she growled at us.I came first but Peter started a couple of seconds later both of us firing onto her face and open mouth, it went every where splashing her face neck and lots going into her mouth which she swallowed down. It was fantastic and Peter looked like he might pass out too collapsing onto the bed beside her. When I came out of the shower she was still exactly where I'd left her half sleeping with a big grin on her face, Peter too looked like he was sleeping beside her. I stood looking down at her sprawled all over the bed her breasts hanging heavily on her swollen belly and her stocking clad legs still open. I could see her pussy was gapping open stretched from the fucking she had just received. My cock got hard again in a second just from looking at the fat slut and I wanted her again. "Wake up bitch, I want your pussy again," I said loudly waking them both from their sleep. She looked at me over her breasts and smiled then rolled her big body over and got up onto her knees sticking her giant ass up at me. Her asshole was like her pussy still open and looked very inviting to me right then, "Do my ass again I loved it please," she purred at me over her shoulder. END |
oven1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/17/oven1.txt | |
computer3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/computer3.txt | Well, it's been a while since I wrote, and some things have happened, I should probably keep you updated.My wife, Carrie, had pretty much decided for us both that she would be seeing Jason, my neighbor, and his wife, Linda. They were both, I guess, swingers, although I had only seen Linda with one guy, and I'd seen Jason with at least 13 different women. I got the feeling that Linda might be more into women than men, something I confirmed with Carrie over a period of a few days. Carrie had been to Jason's 8 times over the past two weeks, but I knew that Jason had been out of town at least 3 of those times. The 8th time, which was last Sunday, I asked her flat out what she had been doing over there, and with who."Oh, you don't want to know all that," she smiled. I asked her again."Linda was... well, Linda likes when I come over and Jason's not around," she said. "I'm really not into her like she is me, but I'm not going to refuse getting pleased like that." I probably looked a little shocked, because she playfully smacked my arm."You're just mad you haven't seen it," she laughed. "That woman has the best toys, and her mouth isn't so bad either" she said with a dirty smirk on her face.And with that, she was off to the shower, which was normal whenever she got home from Jason's (or Linda's, too, I now knew). We had sex later that night, but by now Carrie had all my buttons pegged, and she knew just what to say when she wanted me done. I won't say she felt looser when we had sex, but there was definitely a different feeling these days.I was only a few minutes inside her, when she looked up at me, met my eyes, and said, "It's amazing how different men can be, you know, in size." Her meaning was obvious, but for whatever reason, that just kills me. I managed not to explode, but I had to stop moving to let myself calm down after that. She wasn't satisfied, though, and as soon as I started up again, she casually whispered in my ear, "You aren't my favorite fuck anymore." I came immediately, and hard, and she giggled as I moaned out my satisfaction. I have no idea why that pushes me over the edge, it just does. I hate it, and love it, at the same time.So Monday came around, and I'm at home working, as usual, when I get a phone call inviting me to a party with about 5 of my single friends and a few married guys. Knowing me, they ask me to provide some entertainment, of the video kind. I figure I'd blow them away with videos of the local wives (luckily, not of the married guys that would be there). The party was in less than an hour, so I ran down to my other computer, where the good stuff is stored, and quickly did a search for movies in the 'wife' folder, grabbed them all and burned them to a DVD, which I threw in my laptop bag, and away I went.We had quite a few drinks and were having a great time when someone remembered the porn, and asked me. I made a big deal about pulling out my laptop and loading the DVD, demanding quiet. "Remember," I said. "No one tells and no one copies this, okay?" They all quickly agreed.I started off with Linda's movies - they all knew her and worshipped her, and when she first appeared nude on the screen there was a collective gasp of astonishment, then cheering. They watched breathlessly as she was pounded by Jason and his black friend, and they all sat back as the movie ended, shocked but happy. My friend Alan glanced at the DVD listing on the explorer page and yelled, "Holy crap! There are like 22 movies on there!" Everyone cheered, and I was feeling pretty good that I could show them. I started up the next, which was Charlotte, the recent high school graduate, and from the shocked expressions I knew that it was even better than the ones of Linda. I had to pee like a racehorse, so I left them to watch Charlotte and went to the bathroom. I ended up in the bathroom for awhile, the alcohol was a little stronger than I thought, and I had to throw up some. I could hear the occasional whoops from the guys in between my barfing, and when I finally cleaned myself up and left the bathroom, I heard what could only be described as screams of joy. I ran over to the computer and realized I had made a fatal error when copying all the movies to the DVD - I had literally copied them all, including the ones of my wife Carrie.She was on the screen, fully naked, and Jason's cock was in her mouth, and the guys were dying, laughing, pointing, lusting, and punching me in the arm repeatedly."Oh my god! Your wife is such a fucking whore, man!" was the general gist of it, I felt a little sick still, and didn't catch it all, but when the 2nd movie of her was opened, and she was violated by Jason's friend, it got even worse."Dude she will never feel your dick again!" they laughed. I tried to play it off like I meant for them to see it, but I'm no actor. When they finished watching her, it was the last movie, and I mumbled something about getting to bed, grabbed the DVD and laptop, and went home. I'm sure they were talking about it for a while, I just didn't want to be there.Tuesday was normal until about Noon (roughly only 2 hours after I rolled out of bed with a massive hangover). A knock on the door brought me face to face with Alan, who had a shit-eating grin on his face. "Dude, you have to let me watch again," he said. "No way!" I told him. "You guys saw my wife enough." "Come on, man!" he begged. "I won't tell anyone, hell, I'll pay you!" He fished out a twenty dollar bill and pressed it into my hand. "Don't even try to copy!" I warned him. He smiled in delight. "No problem, man!"I put him on the computer downstairs, which I had set up for clients to use, because it had no Net connection and the USB ports were disabled, so he couldn't email any of the videos or copy them onto a USB stick. I handed him the DVD and stood there."A little privacy, please?" he grinned. "Ugh," I said, and went upstairs. I had barely reached my office again when my cell phone rang, and a very well-paying customer had some immediate issues for me, so I grabbed my computer tool bag, yelled to Alan that I'd be back, and went out. It took me about two hours to finish and get home, it was about 3:30pm, so I was a little surprised to see Carrie's car in the garage. I went in and looked around the upstairs, but no one was around, so I quickly ran down the stairs and peeked into the computer room there. No one was in there, but Carrie's video was looping, over and over, and the sounds were louder and didn't seem like the ones I remember. That's probably because they weren't. The sound on the computer was off, and when I looked around the corner into the entertainment room, I was shocked to see Alan naked and in my favorite leather recliner, holding onto a huge hard on. That wasn't the worst, because my wife was nude on her knees in front of the chair, and I was just in time to see her mouth cover his cock and her lips slide down his shaft. I don't know why I was so shocked, it's not like I don't know she's been slutty lately, but I was. I guess I still thought of her as the innocent girl I married (well, relatively innocent). I really didn't want to watch, but as usual, I wasn't in control, my hard cock was, and I watched as she got him hard with her mouth, then straddled him (in my fucking chair) and allowed him to guide himself into her, gripping her hips as she slid down onto him easily, her breasts in his face. He sucked and licked her nipples as she started riding him, then they were kissing, and moaning together, and she was grinding him, and I just stood there watching like a dumbass. She was riding him smoothly when she caught me out of the corner of her eye, giving her a jolt, enough for Alan to notice. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. He never looked back, just whispered back to her, and she motioned with her head for me to go back upstairs, which I did, leaving them alone. About 15 minutes later they both emerged, fully dressed like nothing happened (other than her just-fucked hairstyle). Alan didn't say anything or even look at me, she just took him to the door and said goodbye."I came home early because I was horny," she said to me as she sat on the couch next to me. "I wanted you to fuck me, but you weren't here. When I went downstairs I saw Alan stroking to my movie, and he told me you arranged for us to be alone." I laughed harshly. "Except I didn't know you'd be home," I said.She laughed, "I didn't think about that till later," she said. "I just figured you did, because you're such a perv, plus he was all hard and fucking huge, and I was really horny..." she trailed off. "So, at least tell me what happened," I said. "Well, you saw most of it. The only thing you missed was that I sucked him off while he watched my movie first," she said."Like, sucked him all the way off?" I asked. She looked down at the hard-on in my pants, and back up to me. "Yes, I sucked him and swallowed his cum," she said in her naughtiest voice. "I let him cum in my mouth, baby." She slid her hand over my pants, and with practiced ease she slid the zipper down and pulled my hard cock out.Her long, perfect nails looked so good around my cock, and she stroked me slowly while she described how good he felt inside her. She leaned over and took me in her mouth briefly, teasing, then stopped, only to start up with her hand again."Such a nice cock, baby," she whispered. "If it was bigger, I'd never go anywhere else, you know that, right?" I nodded. She continued, "Besides, I know you like watching me and I like you watching, so we both get what we want." She stroked me, getting me closer and closer. Then she increased her pace. "You don't want me to stop, do you?" she asked, moving her hand faster and faster. "No," I managed to moan. "Tell me you want me to get some bigger, harder cock," she demanded. When I didn't immediately answer, she slowed her motion. "Yes, yes, yes!" I begged, and she again stroked me harder. "Yes, what?" she demanded."Y-yes, I want you to get bigger, harder cock, babe," I stammered. "Good," she said. "Because I'm going to anyway." With that, she gave a final few hard strokes, then pointed the head in my direction as I exploded, my cum pumping all over my t-shirt and jeans as she aimed it away from herself. "Yuck!" she squealed. ***My wife had a similar experience with another one of my single friends the next day, but this time it really was a set up, and it was over before I got back. I have no idea where this is all going, I'm hoping it will stop, but then again, I like it. I just don't want it to get any more crazy...To be continued? |
4th-july.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/16/4th-july.txt | |
coke.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/16/coke.txt | "Hey Danny, do you remember that broad that stopped by our table last week? As I recall, you were pretty impressed at the time." Nick Caluso was calling from his well appointed office, one befitting the owner and operator of, "The Club", the coolest spot in town, attracting both the "hot" crowd and Yuppies alike. He and Danny had grown up together. Danny was a good man to know in situations that demanded "hands on" attention.Nick, Danny, and Angelo, another old friend, had been sitting at a table in the club when she approached Nick. He stood up and gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek and introduced her to the crowd as simply, "Vivian." She was about 5' 8" with wavy brunette hair of medium length, a very attractive face with a cool look and a great smile. Not voluptuous, but slim, trim with great legs, a dancer or athlete's type of body. Altogether, sexy as Hell.He took her onto the dance floor for a few minutes and returned without her. Naturally there were questions, but Nick was not forthcoming, and just passed her off as a friend. It seemed a little weird, but he just said he'd talk about her when he had something to say."You're damn right I remember her, she was hot. Are you going to tell me what that was all about, finally?""Her husband is Ken Blake, a lawyer from the D.A.s office, she's an executive in a search outfit. They've been coming to the club for a few years. I knew her a little from the old days; she went out with a guy I knew. Anyway, one night they're here and he gets a call. I was there when he took it and he tells me to tell her that this is an emergency, he's out of here, and to take a cab home."I gave her the news and, of course, offered to take her myself, which she accepted. On the way home she hinted that if I could put a little powder in her way she would be grateful. Since then, she's come around now and then and I provide her with product. She wouldn't know where to get it if it weren't for me and she's deathly afraid of it coming out because of her husband, so I'm perfect for her.I've given her a good price so its been fine for her so far, but its about to get better. Unless you're too busy, stop over Monday night about eight. The club's closed but my office will be open. She's coming over to pick some up and she's going to find out that her money isn't any good any more. I'm giving it away to close friends, but only those who are very close, if you get my drift. I thought you and Angelo might want to stop over and see how she settles the bill. What do you say?""Are you kidding me? If you're talking about what I think you're talking about, we are definitely there. I assume that we will not be confined to the role of spectators should events transpire.""Danny, she is a cool customer, I've come on to her a few times and she won't give me the time of day. Friendly, but distant. I've been aching to turn the tables. I want to see that bitch on my couch, naked, with her legs spread and a cock at each end. And that's just for starters.""Nick, and I think I can speak for Angelo, count us in."Vivian drove onto the parking lot, almost up to the front door. She hit the buzzer, heard Nick say to come up, and did. Nick was a godsend. She loved the feeling a little buzz gave her and it sure helped with the sex with Ken, who was a hotter lawyer than a lover. Nick was discreet, that was what made him so valuable.She knew that he wanted her but even though the idea wasn't all that repellent from a physical point of view, there was no way that she was going to have an extra marital affair. She was willing to put up with his teasing and occasional touching, certain that she had him under control.As she entered his office, she was startled to see the two men from the table the other night. She remembered Danny, who looked that night as if he could see through her clothes by the intensity of his stare. It had been unnerving. Tonight, he was smoking a cigar, with a glass of whisky in his hand, and smirking at her. Angelo had been quiet that night as he was now, and she had little impression of him."Hey, Vivian, glad you're here. You remember Danny and Angelo? Don't worry they know why you're here. They're tight, they're in the biz with me."She was shocked at how lightly he appeared to value her privacy. They were strangers to her, and she preferred that they stay that way. She hadn't expected this. Before she had a chance to assimilate the information, a real thunderbolt hit."The guys asked me what I was charging you. They reminded me that it's free to our good friends and I agreed. So you don't need any money, just a gesture of friendship, and its yours." She did not like the sound of this. "I think I'd rather just pay, Nick, although I do think of you as a friend.""No, money is not going to do it. Why don't you sit down here and have a drink with us. I think we can work this out."She was feeling apprehensive as she sat on the sofa alongside Nick and took a glass of scotch and ice from Angelo. She drank quickly, hoping to calm herself, and accepted another. Nick turned toward her and began to speak. "After you came to our table the other night, that's all the guys could talk about. Who is she, how do you know her, what did she want, on and on. Not to mention, what a great looking piece of ass you were. I told them that we didn't have that kind of relationship and they asked why not? They offered to come here tonight and help out. They are very hot for you."Vivian couldn't believe what he was saying. Was this a dream, had he gone nuts? Did he think she was going to have sex with these people? This was incredible."I know it seems a little odd when you first hear it, but just give it some thought. Its up to you, no one is going to make you do anything. We can just have a drink or two and you can leave. No pressure, I promise."She was going to finish her drink and get out of here. At least, he was a gentleman. The men began to discuss the business of the club as if she weren't there. After a few minutes, Angelo pulled a bag out of his pocket and pulled his chair up to the cocktail table in front of the sofa. Danny moved over also as Angelo spread some coke on the marble surface. "C'mon Viv, join in. Just a little dust among friends."She was glad he had offered. She was really feeling a strong desire for a hit and watching was making it worse. She took her turn and sat back on the sofa, sipping her drink. Angelo put some music on the stereo, and poured everyone another drink. She didn't want another, but she didn't say anything. She was sailing along and had decided not to think about the new problem of how she was going to replace Nick. Suddenly, she had to."OK Viv, why don't you be on you're way. We've got some work to do, and we don't need company."She was afraid. If she walked out of here now, she was out of luck with no hope. She had never actually asked what they wanted of her; maybe it wasn't as bad as she thought. "Nick, I'd like to be friends, what do I have to do?The two men facing the sofa watched as Nick draped his arm around her shoulder, moving her a little closer in the process. "I'm not sure, Viv, let's just play it by ear." He leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the lips, hardly brushing them. Somehow, this light touch had an electric impact. She was stunned at how good it felt. She remembered all she had to drink and inhale, and she realized where she was coming from. She had better be strong. She hadn't had sex for over a week and could definitely tell.Before she could gather her wits, he moved her closer again and this time, kissed her hard and deep. He pressed her head into the sofa back and continued the passionate embrace. She felt her tongue play with his as exquisite feelings shot through her body. She had worn a gray skirt and jacket with a white blouse underneath. Very businesslike. She still couldn't move, but she felt Nick unbuttoning her jacket. He broke the kiss and slid his mouth to her ear. He whispered,"Just relax, baby. This is going to feel so good you're not going to believe it. Just trust me and it'll be OK."She shuddered as she felt his breath on her ear. Now she felt her blouse being undone. Although alarmed, she seemed unable to offer any resistance. He kissed her cheek, her neck, and down to her bra. It was sheer and her nipples, which were now standing out straight, showed through. He put his mouth on her right nipple and licked it through the bra. As he did this, he reached to her waist and lowered the zipper on her skirt."You guys get this table out of the way, give us some room to stand up."The two men moved as quickly as their iron hard dicks permitted. Danny couldn't believe his good luck. She made him stiff the first time he saw her, and he had thought a few time since that night of what he would like to do to her. She had brushed him off and he had been pissed. If he ever got his cock up between those beautiful legs, we'd see how cool she is.Nick stood up and took her hands, lifting her to her feet beside him. She didn't understand what was happening and why she was responding this way. She couldn't seem to catch her breath. She was holding her skirt with one hand and her blouse together with the other. Nick walked behind her and turned her so that she was facing the two other men. He began to kiss the back of her neck, and moved the collar of her blouse aside so that he could kiss her shoulder. He reached around with his left hand and took the hand holding the blouse closed. He drew it away and held it to her side. Then he slipped her blouse off.She felt herself blush and tried not to make eye contact with the two ogling men. Her mind was in turmoil. She was not a promiscuous woman, but something was happening to her tonight. Was it the powder, was it because there were three men here? Whatever the reason, she was definitely turned on. This was wrong, but she felt powerless to stop. His hands were at the clasp of her bra, and it was off. She still held her skirt as he reached around again and cupped both of her tits. He played with the nipples until she couldn't control herself and let out a groan. Again, he whispered in her ear from behind."You see. It's not so bad. You like being undressed in front of us. You like being told what to do. Wait until you feel my cock way up between your legs, you're going to love it. Drop your skirt."She leaned her head back against his chest; relaxed her hand, and her skirt fell around her feet. Her panties were a match for the bra, and her pubic bush showed through. She knew there was no turning back from here. She was about to change from a proper married lady into a coke whore in one night. There was nothing she could do about it. Danny and Angelo were practically salivating. It looked like Nick was going to bring it off. She looked sexy as Hell and Danny couldn't wait to get his hands on her. He knew that she disliked him and that made it even more fun. Like him or not, she was going to get a large helping of Danny tonight.Nick turned her again to face him and kissed her deeply, crushing her tits against his body. His hands went down inside of her panties and cupped her buttocks. He squeezed and rubbed them causing her to squirm. She could hear the other two commenting about her body as they removed their clothes. She would never have believed in a million years that she could ever do such a thing, but she was doing it and she couldn't stop. Nick removed his hands, and quickly dropped his pants and sat on the sofa in front of her.As he did, he took her arms and pulled her to her knees. He held her arms on either side of his thighs and pulled her closer. She was kneeling in front of him and staring at his cock, which was rising even as she looked at it, it seemed to be beckoning to her. "Alright, Viv, its time we got to know each other better. I've wanted to fuck you from the first time I laid eyes on you but I never thought I had a chance. It looks like you made it easy for me. Let's see if you suck as good as you look."As he spoke, he took his right hand and put it behind her head. He forced it down and began painting her lips with his cock it. The touch jolted her and she couldn't think at all. He pressed her head closer and she opened her mouth, allowing the hard prick to slide deep inside. Somehow this intense humiliation had become part of the turn on. Her tongue began running over his cock as he moved her head back and forth. She heard him groan and knew that he was getting his money's worth. Suddenly, she was swept away and all thoughts of right and wrong flew from her mind. She sucked noisily on his cock, swirling her tongue from root to tip, moaning as she did.Now she felt hands on the waistband of her panties as someone began pulling them back over her ass and down her thighs. They were forced underneath her knees and finally off. She was totally naked in front of these three men, while sucking a cock. She was also very excited. It was Angelo who was behind her as both men now ogled her naked genitals. "What an ass!" Angelo exclaimed as he ran his hand over her buttocks. Suddenly Danny slapped her on the behind. "Move those knees apart, I want to see what you're hiding in there."She spread her knees further apart and felt his finger moving between her pussy lips, which her position prominently displayed. He moved it back and forth spreading moisture all over her pubic area. Then the finger moved slowly inside her cunt, as far as it would go and she softly moaned around Nick's cock."She is wet. I think she's having more fun than we are. We've got to catch up." With that, Danny removed his finger and moved up behind her. She felt her buttocks being separated, and his cock moving up to her open hole. With a grunt, he pushed himself deep inside and began pounding her from behind. She had never been so excited. She knew what she was doing was terrible, but she didn't care. She began rocking back to meet the pounding prick as she sucked hard on Nick's member.Danny reached under her body and cupped her swinging tits. He pinched her nipples and pulled on them as he thrust into her. Suddenly, Nick pressed her head down until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. She felt him jolt as his cum squirted down her throat. She tried to pull back but his hand held her tight and she relaxed and began to swallow.Just then the cock behind her began moving faster and this set her off. She nearly fainted as she came and Nick finally released her head allowing her to breathe again. She was gasping as she thrust her ass back onto the surging prick. She felt her hips pulled hard against his body as he exploded into her womb.Finally, she shuddered to a stop and just remained kneeling with Nick's softening cock in her mouth and Danny's flaccid member slipping from her dripping cunt. She heard Angelo say, "Hold her arms, Nick." and she felt him move up behind her as he put his hands on her buttocks. Nick held her arms close to his thighs so that she could hardly move. Angelo spread her cheeks apart and began to lick from her pussy to her asshole.She felt his tongue force its way inside and she began to realize what was in store for her. She had never been screwed in the ass and she was frightened. It seemed so awful what he was doing to her as his tongue moved in and out. Why did he want to do that to her? She flinched as a finger replaced his tongue. She looked up, "Nick, please, I don't want that. I've never done it.""Well, how do you know, Hon. You might love it. Its Angelo's specialty. He's pretty good at it."He pulled back and opened her sphincter with his thumb and forefinger. With his other hand, he began inserting a finger. He was careful, but it still hurt and she tried to move away but there was no chance. She heard Danny, mocking. "Where you going, beauty? You're going to get it and you're going to love it. Damn, I think I'm getting hard again. You were right, Nick. She is one hot fuck."She was beyond embarrassment. Having some stranger's finger up her asshole was unimaginable, but it was happening, and she was getting hot again. What was wrong with her?His finger moved in a circular motion, opening her up. She just knelt there, resigned to her fate. She felt Nick move out from in front of her, but before she could even think about it, Danny took his place and gripped her arms. "No sense letting a beautiful mouth like this one go to waste."Angelo's finger slid slowly out of her and she could feel her opening gaping. Now there was pressure as his cock started pushing into her. He had swiped it along her wet pussy lips so that it was both slippery and hard. He stroked her buttocks as he pushed and said calmly to her, "Just relax and it will slide right in. Once you get used to it, you'll wonder how you ever did without it."She tried to open up and even pushed back towards him. Once he got inside he did indeed slide in without too much pain. It was an odd feeling but not a bad one. He began moving slowly in and out and it began to feel good. "Oh, oh oh," she began to chant with the movement. That ended as Danny shoved his penis between her lips. "Do it good, you bitch. You don't look so cool to me. Do you like me better now? For a second she thought how disgusting it was for her to be at the mercy of these toughs, but she was quickly overwhelmed with passion. She ran her tongue over the cock in her mouth and began sucking again. She felt Angelo's hands opening her buttocks and thrust back as hard as she could. Danny pulled her head off of his cock and presented his balls to her open lips."Tongue 'em bitch, clean 'em up good." He pushed her head down and she obeyed, licking his balls, taking them in her mouth and finally running her tongue up and down his cock from tip to base. The sight of his balls in her mouth was too much for him. He stuffed his prick back into her mouth just in time as his cum erupted between her lips. She continued sucking as tears ran down her cheeks. She was mortified but she couldn't stop.Danny groaned and patted her on the head. "You're really good kid. I can't wait until next time." Just then she felt Angelo's cock swell and felt the warm spurt deep up inside of her bowels. He held her hips tightly to him and she came with him one more time, nearly collapsing from the explosion.Vivian lay on her back on the sofa, totally spent. Her right leg was bent at the knee and leaning against the sofa back. Her left leg lay flat, also bent at the knee so as to allow maximum cooling on her worn genitals. She felt sperm oozing from her, puddlng on the sofa beneath her crotch. She had it on her cheeks and lips and neck from the excess that she hadn't swallowed. She knew they were all staring at her, at her matted pussy hair and dripping cunt and asshole and she didn't care. She was beyond shame and, at any rate, had nothing more to hide from these men. Angelo got on his knees between hers on the sofa, leaned over and began running his hands over her perspiration soaked skin. He caressed her tits lightly, barely touching the sore nipples but causing them to rise nevertheless. Now he scooted down until he was looking directly into her pussy. His hands slid up to the backs of her knees and raised her legs, spreading them as he did. She felt his tongue move inside, licking her all over and she thought how disgusting that must be with cum still running out of her.Nevertheless it was getting her turned on again and she resigned herself to endure whatever else he had in store. The other two just watched as finally, he leaned over and looked down into her face. "I think you liked that, Honey. You kind of got into it didn't you? How about an old fashioned you on the bottom, me on the top fuck?" She stared up at him, hardly comprehending what he was saying. How could he want more?"Get me hard, baby and we'll do it again." He leaned over with his hands on the arm of the sofa and plopped his soft dick into her mouth. She began running her tongue over it and felt it growing in her as he pumped in and out. The two other men sat there; content to watch, commenting to each other on her outstanding ability as a cocksucker. He changed his mind and finally came in her mouth. She swallowed the smaller amount easily. Uncaring. Ten minutes later, everyone was dressed again and Vivian couldn't believe what she had just done. She couldn't wait to get out of there. True to his word, Nick handed her what she had come for in the first place and walked her to the door. He looked her in the eyes and said softly, "Don't try to tell me you didn't get into it. I told you it wouldn't be so bad. I'll bet that next time, you'll be looking forward to it."She hurried out without a word, but deep down, she knew he was right. As bizarre as that evening was, it had undoubtedly been the best sex of her life. Was she some kind of nympho? She didn't know the answer, but she knew she'd be back. After all, what else could happen to her?Comments are welcome - [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any ofthe scenarios in this story; should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 16 |
child.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/18/child.txt | Sixteen-year-old Jenny and her twin brother Jason glanced nervously over at each other as their limo drove ever onwards towards their date with destiny. Their family had a long lineage of famous actors and now they were about to get their chance to star in their first acting parts alongside their father.Although their father Bruce never mentioned it in front of them, they knew that a lot was riding on this deal. Bruce's last three movies had tanked and the studio was threatening to stop bankrolling his films if he did not return to his previous blockbuster form.So, then they offered him a project that was almost guaranteed to be a hit, and major parts were offered to his children as well, that is if the acting ability flowed through their genes as well. The one catch: His part was of a single father learning to cope with the emergence of his children's sexuality and he had been warned that the children would be exposed to some very adult situations during the scenes. The pressure of having to choose between a career-saver and exposing his kids to this were weighing heavily on him.Bruce had no idea but Jenny had overheard him on the phone with the studio and she knew what this project meant to him. After talking it over with Jason, they both agreed that they had to make this work. Besides, how bad could it be? Neither were nave about sex so what's the worst that could happen? Let's not forget that this was their big chance to show everyone that the acting genes still thrived within the Wilson family.Both children proudly carried enough of their father's classic good looks that there was never any doubt that who's kids they were. The light brown hair sported by all was also a family trademark although Jenny had a dyed blonde streak through her bangs that set her a little apart in some way.Also, while her dad was a tall man and her brother was already showing a growth spurt in the same direction, Jenny was waiflike, small, petite, almost fragile at 5'3. Her breasts had finally begun to show some life the summer before but she still felt self-conscious about their diminutive size. As they pulled up to the studio, she made a last ditch effort to make sure she portrayed the Wilson family confidence, even if she did not particularly feel it."Well, here we are," Bruce smiled, trying not to let his children feel the tension that he felt himself," It's not too late to back out if either of you has any doubts about this.""Oh, Daddy, you worry too much," Jenny laughed, wishing she felt half as sure as she tried to sound."She's right, Dad. You do," Jason chimed in. He appeared to be the only one of the three who was not nervous. Truth be known, he was very much looking forward to being put in sexual situations with gorgeous Hollywood girls."Then, I guess we better not keep them waiting any longer, right?"Ch. 2 The Casting CouchThe trio were given instructions by a clipboard-toting goon as to where to go. They followed his instructions and found themselves in a large semi-darkened studio. Ahead of them, a chaotic clamor was in full swing as a crew busily worked setting up the lights, cameras and scenery. The far reaches of the studio already gave the illusions of a cozy family's residence, with cheap paintings along one wall and a kitchen area that sported a table with three place settings, as if a family was just about to sit down to a meal together.The center of the room destroyed the illusion the crew was working so hard to create due mainly to a large smorgasbord of meats and cheeses scattered on platters across a giant oak table that the imaginary family would surely never be able to afford, judging by the cheap and gaudy props presented in their fictitious home.A tall, handsome gentleman across the room called to them as he spotted them. He waved them over with a gentle hand motion that seemed to radiate down-home friendliness. Jenny found that she could not take her eyes off of this man. Something about him just radiated raw sexuality to her."Hello, Bruce. Wonderful to see you again. This must be your son, Jack? Oh, Jason.I apologize. You must forgive me for the slip. Oh, and this beautiful creature must be your daughter Jennifer. Even with my scattered thoughts, I could never forget the name of an angel." He took Jenny's hand in his and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly while never taking his eyes from hers.Jenny felt as if an electric current had went straight from his lips through her hand and throughout the rest of her body. She blushed a little as she realized the crotch of her panties had grown damp from this simple act of courtesy on the part of the director. Then, just as quickly, he returned his attention to Bruce, leaving her strangely aching for more contact."First of all, I want you and the children to relax and grab whatever you like to eat off of the buffet. We are all family on this crew and we want you to feel the same so take a few minutes to grab a bite and then when you are ready we will proceed with the children's interviews.""Interviews? What interviews?" Bruce asked cautiously."As we explained to you, my dear Bruce, this show deals with some very controversial topics and by no means do we want to expose the children to something they are not capable of dealing with. So, you see, these interviews are designed to make sure that they are mature enough to deal with subjects. It is all done with their best interests in mind, I can assure you. Enough dallying, I have lots to do before we begin shooting. Please excuse me." And with that, he was gone, flitting hurriedly across the room to God only knows where.They all helped themselves to the wonderful smoked meats available, not to mention the exotic fruits assembled before them. But the real prize at the table was held within the confines of a great crystal bowl in the center of the feast. The punch inside was a deep red color but the surface seemed to magically shimmer, as if conjured just for them.The taste was unlike anything they had ever tried before. It had a fruity taste to it but nothing so ordinary as to be found in modern civilization. It was the taste of a fruit long lost to man in the deepest depths of the rainforest. Something straight from a tree in the Garden of Eden. It tasted like forbidden fruit.Jenny felt a warm glow begin as she drank daintily from her second cup of the nectar. She held it with both hands as she sipped, searching over the rim of the cup for the flighty director. The room temperature seemed to have gone up a few degrees, as it suddenly felt warmer than it had.She noticed both her dad and brother tugging gently at the collars of their shirts, as if the punch had the same effect on them. She came to notice a beautiful redheaded girl about her age approaching her from the left so she drained the rest of the beverage in one last gulp."Hello, you must be Jenny Wilson. I am Ashley Havard. I'll be playing the part of your best friend if you get the part and George wanted me to introduce myself to you.""George?""You know, the director, good-looking guy who greeted you when you came in.."Jenny nodded, finding it hard to take all of this in when her head felt so warm and fuzzy."Well, anyways, he felt we should meet and start bonding since we are going to play best friends and all. Plus, I'm supposed to give you your interview so you feel a little more comfortable and all."Jenny decided she was going to like this chatty girl, who she suddenly noticed, had a bust that she could only dream of one day having. With her personality, gorgeous face, and those boobs, Jenny figured this girl was going places."Lead on then, Ashley. I'll pass with flying colors," Jenny laughed, waving to her dad as she followed Ashley to another room."Yes," she returned the smile," I believe you will."******The small room was almost bare of decorations except for a love seat and a small dresser beside it. If not for her relaxed state of mind, Jenny might have found this odd but gave it not a second thought as things were. She sat down on the far side of the chair, allowing Ashley room to take the other part.Ashley crossed her legs and Jenny caught a quick glimpse of red from the panties she wore beneath her short skirt. She suddenly found that very erotic and then wondered where that feeling had come from."Are you ready to play 50 questions here?" Ashley crossed her legs again, as if she knew it had a strange effect on her."As ready as I will ever be, I guess.""If anything I ask makes you uncomfortable, say the word and we will stop the interview immediately.""Let me get this straight, I get uncomfortable, interview over, right?""Yes.""But then I don't get the part and Dad and Jason are out also, correct?""Unfortunately, yes. George believes this will be most realistic if we use a real family to play the parts. He thinks your real-life experiences together will show when you tackle on imaginary problem onscreen. That kind of makes it all-or-nothing stakes.""Well, let's do this then.""First off, I am supposed to establish how far along you are with sexual experiences."Jenny looked at her with a puzzled glance. Ashley reached in the drawer and dug out a pen and a pad of paper."You know, are you a virgin?"A worried look crossed Jenny's face."Don't worry. Your dad won't see the results of this.""In that case, no, I'm not a virgin. But there has only been one guy.""Not a virgin," Ashley scribbled furiously on the paper, "That is a plus in your favor. What about blowjobs?"Jenny let a nervous giggle escape, her face a scarlet red now. "Well, just once but I don't think I did it right."Ashley's face seemed to fall and she resumed writing on the tablet."Is that going to count against me?""Maybe, a little but I'm sure you will still be ok."Jenny started to panic. What if she did not get this part? What if she caused them all to not get it? This was dad's big chance to redeem himself. She could not stand to be the one to bring it all crashing down."Easy, there. You look like you are about to blow a fuse.""I have to get this part! Please, help me out! Please?""Relax, I will be glad to help. I have an idea if you want to try it.""Anything if it will get me this part."Ashley reached into the far recesses of the drawer and pulled out a long rubbery object. Jenny's eyes nearly bugged out of her head when she realized it was a big dildo with a penis head at both ends!"Ok, here is what I want you to do. Open your mouth."Jenny looked unsure but her desire to make dad happy plus the strange punch's effects led her to go along. She opened her lips slowly, wetting them subconsciously with her tongue as she did so. Ashley brought it towards her mouth until it was just brushing against her soft lips."Now, take the tip in your mouth. Very good. Start sliding it slowly in and out. Now, take it a little deeper. Oh, you are getting the hang of it. Now, lick around the head a little. Good. That is so good," her tone had steadily changed until it was now a low sexy purr that had reawakened the floodgates between Jenny's thighs."It's ok if you want to touch yourself while you do it. Go ahead. Take your panties off. Oh yes. You have a very beautiful little pussy there. Ok, I'm going to hold it between my legs now like I was the guy and I want you to show me how you suck that cock. Get on your knees in front of me and close your eyes."Jenny dropped to her knees and reluctantly closed her eyes as directed, For a minute she felt a flutter of movement in front of her and then the fake penis was at her mouth again and two hands on the back of her head guided her down on the rigid tool. But this time, it felt different... warm, flexible, salty...Oh My God! She suddenly realized that she was on her knees in a strange room, wearing panties only as a memory, with a strange cock in her mouth. The situation was so erotic she could not help herself as her hand stroked her clit like an out of tune g-string on a guitar. She tried to open her eyes to see if George was watching what her hand was doing but Ashley gently reprimanded her."Not yet princess," she whispered, "Not until you're both about to cum."Jenny used the hand not busy on herself to stroke the cock in front of her as it began to work its way in and out of her eager mouth. She was so turned on that her hand was drenched in her own juices by now, her middle finger probing deeply into the depths of her cunt. She licked down his shaft and let her tongue lick all around his balls.She felt Ashley's hand remove and replace the one working between her legs, felt her gentle fingers teasing her clit to a rock-hard nub. Then, for the first time ever, a warm tongue bathed her pussy, tasting and teasing every secret part of her. She began to hunch and grind against the face under her, feeding her very essence to an unseen but devouring mouth.She could not stand very much more of this intensity. She began swallowing the prick in front of her with a skill she never knew she possessed, taking it in way past where she might have previously felt a gag reflex. She was sucking and licking while also being sucked and licked. Her explosion point was dangerously near when the mouth below her stopped long enough to breathe the words, "Open your eyes. Both of you open your eyes."As the tongue resumed below, she swallowed in this wonderful cock to the hilt and looked up to stare into the eyes of her twin brother. Both of their eyes became like saucers, neither expecting it to be the other. As their eyes made contact, a strange thing happened, a chain reaction was set off. Looking down to see his beautiful sister was giving him the blowjob of a lifetime caused his body to tense and then release its full load of hot come.The same effect was happening for Jenny as the shock sent her screaming over the edge, desperately trying to swallow between heaving breaths. Jason started to pull away but Jenny threw her arms around his waist to hold him in place while the spasms racked her nubile young body. If Ashley had not had her mouth covered by a warm wet pussy, she would have surely smiled at her new costars as dribbles of Jason's cum escaped Jenny's lips and dripped on her forehead.To Be Continued?Tune in next week, same Bat-time, same Bat-channelGive me some feedback if anyone liked it enough to hear more...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 18 |
dreams.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/dreams.txt | I can't explain why I have been having these thoughts. What I do know is that I continue to think like this and it makes me extremely excited and horny all the time. In my heart, I do believe that you are very beautiful woman. Despite the fact that you think I am biased, you truly are a beautiful woman. You look great, smell wonderful, and taste just as good. There is something about the thought of sharing you and being able to watch you in total pleasure that creates a high for me. It's almost like a drug. As you can attest, when I bring it up, I become noticeably hard. You have to remember that men are visual. Things we see, hear, and smell are a complete turn on. Imagining you in pleasure and being able to watch, hear you breathe heavily and begin to moan as you climax is a rush for me. I guess that's why I offer to perform oral sex on you so much. Even writing and sharing these thoughts with you are making me hard. I do know that women are not visual but emotional. I think that my ability to want to share you and be with you during that time, is some thing that will bring a very strong sexual excitement into our lives. I know I am having difficulty explaining it but this is what is going through my head. I question even sharing this with you but think it is only fair so you know what I am thinking.I told you that last night, I kept thinking about sex. It's true. Up until 3:30, that's all that was running through my head. I kept creating story lines in my head that just wouldn't stop. The first was this.We were at the neighbor's for a party. You were looking great with a tight fitted blouse that slightly exposed your breasts, the red skirt you just bought, a lace thong on, and high heel shoes. At one point in the night, Billy came up to you while you were alone getting a drink and told you that you looked great. You were flattered but didn't think much more of it. Later, when he found you slightly off by yourself, he came up behind you and put his hand on your lower hip. You thinking it was me but not turning around, reached behind you and put your hand on his thigh. He said he couldn't help but wonder how you looked underneath, and walked away. Your heart was racing when you discovered it wasn't me. Finally, the third time is what did it for you. You went on to the deck to get a drink and he knew you were alone. Again, he came up behind you, reached around in front of you and gently put his hand on your breast and said he would love to see what's underneath. Your heart was pounding with excitement and you couldn't take it any more. Knowing that I wanted you to experience the pleasure of another, you reached back behind you again and squeezed his cock through his pants and told him to meet you in the bathroom upstairs. You separated and quickly rejoined him in the upstairs bathroom. There, you sat him on the toilet, unbuttoned your blouse, pulled up your skirt, raised one foot on to the edge of the counter, and told him you wanted to feel his tongue. He quickly obliged you and the feeling of his warm mouth made you tremble. Your heart was racing, your nipples were hard, and you were becoming ever increasingly wet. You were beginning to remember what it is like to be turned on sexually and spontaneously. He continued for a short while but you couldn't take it any more. You wanted to feel him inside you. You were craving another's cock. You beautiful breasts were exposed and he took one in each hand and massaged them so softly. Taking each one into his mouth and gently sucking. You then unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his hard cock. He was slightly thicker than me and you enjoyed the sight of it. The feeling of it in your hands was heavy. You were so horny, that you took him in your mouth but only to lubricate him. Again, you pulled up your skirt, straddled him sitting on the toilet, and lowered your self on to him. You braced yourself with a hand on the counter and the other holding his cock to position it just right. You began to take him in slowly and you loved the feeling of fullness he was giving you. Both of his hands were pleasing your breasts. With your eyes closed, you enjoyed all the pleasures through your body. You were taking all of him inside you right to the base of his cock. You raised and lowered yourself on him for a short while and then began to grind his cock back and forth. The feeling of him was completing satisfying you. You could feel your clit begin to swell as you became more and more excited. As it became even more intense, the both of you knew you could last no longer. Your pussy began to pulsate and hold him tight and you could feel his cock begin to throb. The both of you were exploding in an intense orgasm and you could feel his warm cum enter your body. You were struggling to keep yourself quiet. You told him wonderful it felt. It was the type of orgasm that you had not experienced in a very long time. He told you that it was every thing he thought it would be. You both got yourself together and rejoined the party. Knowing how hot this would make me and happy that you were able to have some great sex for just what it was supposed to be; you came up to me and kissed my ear. I whispered in your ear asked where you had been. You whispered back, "Remember how you wanted me to have great sex with someone? Well I just did, and now I want to have you."You took me by the hand and led me to the outside. There, you pulled up your skirt and laid on your back on the hood of a car. I could see that someone had you and asked you how it felt. You told me it felt wonderful and then you said thank you for loving me so much. Then you told me to put my cock inside you because you wanted to do for me what I just did for you.This story kept playing in my head. Each time, more was added. Then, with out notice, another story began to play.We were on the back deck in the screen room. It was a very warm and calm night. You and I were enjoying some drinks and having a nice time. Then, with out notice, Mark showed up. He was in town and decided to stop by. He sat with us at the table and chatted. Not knowing he was planning on showing up, you were wearing the orange Victoria Secret shirt with no panties. You could see the perfect shape of your breasts while your nipples popped the shirt. Some thing that I love to see on you. Your legs were newly shaved and silky smooth, your pussy was very neatly trimmed. You and I were feeling pretty buzzed. Mark noticed that you kept rubbing your shoulder because your neck was sore. He said you needed a neck massage and quickly got up to provide you one. I was happy to let him and watched as he rubbed your shoulders and neck and you visually began to loosen up. As he rubbed your shoulders, your nipples became visibly hard as the shirt continued to brush against them softly. After a while, Mark suggested that we should take a nude swim in the pool because it was such a nice night. You feeling warm and relaxed, agreed and said we definitely should. I think Mark took this as a sign that you were willing to show yourself to him. I got up to go in the house to mix another drink. I also hoped that when I came out, your shirt would be off. Mark then took the opportunity and slowly slid one of his hands down the front of your shirt. You wanted him to stop but it just felt so good, you had to let him continue. Your heart was pounding with anticipation, wondering if he would take your breast in his hand. He did. He was gentle, slow moving, and soft. It felt so nice. He was now moving his hands between your neck, shoulders, and breasts and you were totally caught up in the moment. You were relaxed, excited, and beginning to feel moistness between your legs. Little did you know that I had made my way back on the deck and was watching. When you opened your eyes, you saw me smiling at you. You immediately retreated behind your closed eyelids. I got closer to you and began kissing you softly and passionately. Mark continued to rub you and I began to run my hand over your legs, inner thighs, and gently brushed my fingers across your now wet lips. It was clear to me that what was taking place was making you very excited. You were beginning to feel the intensity with in you that had never happened before. You then pulled your shirt up to fully expose your pussy. You laid one leg up on the table and put the other on a chair. You looked at me and mouthed the words with your lips "Tease me". A clear sign you wanted to feel my warm tongue on you. By this time you were breathing quite heavily. I savored every moist drop of you and you loved all the sensations. Mark couldn't bear to watch any more and just had to know what you tasted like. He requested if he could have a turn and I was happy to let him. You were so worked up at this point that the thought of a new tongue on you enticed you to take your shirt totally off. I then moved and sat on one of the cushion chairs with both stools in front of me. Mark lowered his mouth to you while you continued to sit at the table and began to run his tongue over your wet pussy. You put both of your hands on his head and pulled his head closer into you. A sure sign that a climax was about to occur. You moaned that it felt so good. He could tell that you were nearing orgasm and stopped you. He suggested that you get in front of me, place one leg on each stool, put your hands next to me on the arms of the chair, and kiss me. You did what he asked and he positioned himself behind you. Our lips just barely touched and our tongues danced together. You were breathing very heavy from the activity. He gently parted your legs and let his pants down. You and I couldn't believe that this was actually happening. It was by far turning out to be the most intense sexual experience we had ever had. Mark ran his fingers between your wet parted lips and gently inserted a finger. He knew that you were ready to accept him. Your clit was exposed and you were well lubricated. You reached between your legs and took his cock in your hand and guided the tip of his cock to the opening of your pussy. You eagerly awaited his entrance as you knew that his thick cock was going to fill you from behind. He needed no other instruction. Slowly, he pushed it in. You moaned with pleasure. You were being shared, done doggy style by one of our close friends while I was kissing you. As your hands stayed on the chair arms, I caressed your breasts. They felt so good. They began to rock back and forth as Mark's passion moved his hard cock with in you. You said how good he felt inside you and how wet it was making you. His thrusts began to move with intensity and you began to enjoy the speed more. You kept backing into him so you could feel all of him. You wanted him deeper. You raised your pussy higher and lowered your head exposing your self more. The pleasure was to much to take. You put your face on my chest and began to moan out in climactic pleasure. Mark was thrusting well now and began to cum. You could feel his warmth enter your body as your pussy held him tight and body began to shutter in ecstasy. Your body writhed in pleasure. You were trying to breathe but you couldn't. Powerful hormones raced through your body. Your legs and arms began to twitch because the pleasure was so intense. All the while, enjoying the pleasure of our lips locked as one. You had been happily shared. The moment was beautiful and intense. Mark pulled out and went into the house. You and I began to kiss so passionately it was like the night we first kissed. We began to make love ourselves right there and when Mark returned, he decided to leave us to each other. We made wonderful love on the deck, swam nude in the pool, and carried our love making back into our bedroom.END |
measuringmycum8.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/measuringmycum8.txt | Author's Note: I cannot confirm whether this story is purely a work of fiction or has elements of truth. I will leave it to your imagination.***Part 8"Go and give yourself a quick wash upstairs," said mom after a moment. "And you might as well stay naked for now," she added.I got up, my now limp cock and balls flapping a bit, and started walking out of the room. I noticed mom looking at my dick as I went. Just being naked like this in front of her in our living room was exciting, and it sent a tingle through me.I gave myself a clean in my bathroom, and in double quick time I went back downstairs again.Mom was still topless, and wearing just her black thong and stockings and sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine in one hand. "I made a note of the amount of cum you produced, whilst you were upstairs," she said. She'd put the empty semen beaker back on the coffee table for our next session. "It's definitely a lot less than before -- about half I'd say, which is a good sign," she continued.I sat down again on the three-seater sofa, picking up my wine glass as I did so. I took a sip. It felt good. We hadn't drunk that much, so I was relaxed, but not so much that it might affect my getting a hard on.I looked over at mom and saw her staring at me. "What?" I said."Oh, I was just thinking how to best stimulate you again. I think it might be a while before you can cum, no matter what we do. But perhaps we can help things along by trying a few different things, including what you said you wanted to do to me a few moments ago."I realised mom was referring to the crude things she had asked me to say to her. I felt a twinge in my dick just thinking about it, as mom had said she would show me her pussy and also not raised any objection when I said I'd like to see her asshole and lick it. Fuck! This was just getting better and better!"Perhaps we can try a few games to get you going," she said, after another pause."Games?" I said, confused."Yes, games," replied mom. "But these are games that adults sometimes play, and I used to with your father occasionally, when we first married. I haven't for a long time now, but perhaps you'd like to try."I blushed."Stop that blushing, Jacob," she said sternly, noticing. "I did say you must be more relaxed with me.""Sorry, mom," I replied. "I'm still trying to get used to all this.""Ok, well, let's start."She stood up, putting her wine glass back on the coffee table. "As you like my bottom so much, we can do something called spanking. Have you ever heard of that?"I thought for a moment."Well, I think I've read about it, but the idea never really turned me on. I don't mind trying," I said."Good," mom replied. "Now, I'm going to stand with my hands resting over the fireplace mantelpiece, with my ass out a bit, and I want you to give my ass cheeks a smack with your hands."Mom walked over the fireplace, and positioned herself as she had said. Fuck! The way her ass and legs looked in her black thong, stockings and stilettos was incredibly sexy. I felt a slight movement in my dick again.Mom's largish, milky white ass looked wonderful, and the wide deep curve of each buttock cheek made a fabulous shaped arch from her lower back to the tops of her thighs. For her age, her butt was still surprising well toned, although she had a bit of excess fat there, but that only added to my excitement.I stood next to her on her left, but one step back, and gave her left buttock a light slap with my right hand. I saw the flesh of her ass cheek ripple a bit as I did so, and I enjoyed seeing that."Harder, Jacob, that was too light.""But I don't want to hurt you mom," I replied."Just do it a bit harder," she said. "I'll tell you if it hurts me or not, and to stop if it does."I slapped the same cheek again, only this time a bit harder. It actually felt a bit more satisfying."That's right, Jacob," said mom, "Like that. A touch harder if you like."I continued, this time slapping the right buttock. I never thought I might enjoy this, but seeing the flesh of mom's ass cheeks ripple and wobble as I did it, was quite enjoyable. Then I noticed a slight, momentary tinge of redness on the white flesh caused by my slapping and that excited me too."Oh, yes," said mom, appreciatively. Fuck! She seemed to be enjoying it. It was the first time she had indicated getting some satisfaction out of our sessions.I decided to go along with her and try to encourage her pleasurable remarks, so I said, "Do you like that mom?""Yes, Jacob, very much. I always used to enjoy it when your father slapped my butt. He also used to say crude things to me whilst he did it, as that used to get him going. Why don't you try, that, your cock might respond."Hearing mom say this was quite a turn on. I had always thought of her as so 'prim and proper' in my life so far, until just a few days ago, but I never realised she used to get up to this sort of stuff!"Sure mom," I said. I was starting to feel quite confident now. I moved to her right side, still behind her, so that I could use my left hand for a while.I slapped her cheeks, one after the other again with my left hand. As I did so, I said, "Fuck yea, mom, I love slapping your large backside. It's so fucking hot." For a moment, I couldn't believe I had been so crude, but mom seemed ok about it as she said encouragingly, "That's right Jacob, tell me how you like it, and what you want to do to me to make you cum."My dick responded almost immediately to her words, getting a bit of life into it, but I was way off being properly hard yet.Then, feeling the urge to kiss mom's ass, I knelt down behind her as she stood, and kissed and felt her butt cheeks almost like I was worshipping them. Satisfied momentarily, I then let my hand wander down to the tops of her stockings, over the slightly rougher elastic lace trim, and then slipped them down, over the stockings, feeling their silky smoothness, as I felt each leg, one in each hand.Then, I slid my hands back up along the stockings, onto the flesh of mom's thighs, and finally back over each butt cheek, squeezing and caressing deeply each one as I did so. Mom's legs, thighs and ass felt so good!Mom must have appreciated the feel of my hands on her, almost massaging her lower body as I ran my hands over her, as she said softly, "That felt really good Jacob."Finally, I stood up again and mom turned around to face me, so I could see her glorious boobs now as well.Mom appeared to have a slight tint of red on the cheeks of her face like she had been blushing herself, but I didn't say anything."That was good. Have some more wine," she said.We both picked up our glasses and took a sip. I was starting to feel a little tipsy now, and I was sure the alcohol must have be getting to mom too, as she had drunk about the same amount as me, and I was bigger, physically, in frame to her."Now," she said. "It's my turn."I sort of looked aghast, not knowing what she meant by that."Err..." I said."I mean it's my turn to give you a spank. Just try it. If you don't like it tell me," she said. "Get into position like I did."I didn't think I would really enjoy being spanked myself, and in any case I had thought all this was about me being able to cum. Then I remembered that mom seemed to have liked feeling up my ass when we had our sessions in the bathroom, so I guessed this might be part of her way of getting some enjoyment. I decided to oblige, as I realised, if mom ended up getting something out of this, then it might lead to us going much further."I positioned myself like mom had done, with my hands on the mantelpiece and stuck out my ass a little towards mom, who was now behind me.She started giving me light slaps at first. I wasn't really getting anything out of it as she did so, but after a minute or so, I liked the slight tingle as she slapped me."Ok, Jacob?" she asked."Yea... fine mom," I replied."I'm going to do a it a little harder. Tell me if you don't like it."Mom slapped my ass cheeks in turn again, this time a bit harder. This time for some reason, the slapping seemed to have more of an effect on me and I felt my dick respond a little. I didn't know why.Then between the slaps, mom ran her fingers along my butt crack, just tickling it, which felt pretty good too. It seemed like she had been a bit of an expert at this in her time. Finally she gave my ass a good feel and rub over. Then, before I could turn around she said, "I'm going to give your bottom a kiss, like you did to me."My dick definitely responded to this and twitched a bit, although it was still not hard.I felt mom, kiss me gently on my ass. It actually felt really nice. She kissed over it a few times, just gentle kisses, unlike my slobbering over her butt!Then, she said to my surprise, "Turn around, I want to suck your cock and see if I can make it hard."Fuck! I couldn't believe she had just said that. Quickly, I turned around, to see mom on her knees in front of me, a sight I could hardly have imagined a week ago, ready to take my cock into her mouth.Before she did anything, she looked up at me for a moment and said, "Well, as you are taking so long to get hard this time, I think this is the only way."Then without further ado, she took my limp prick into her mouth and started sucking on it. Fuck! The inside of her warm wet mouth on my dick felt so good, that blood started to rush to it, and I could feel myself get aroused and harder.After about a minute or two of her sucking on me, I was semi hard. I knew I wasn't ready to cum yet though. Then I had an idea."That feels really good mom," I said, "But I think I need more stimulation. You did... err... say that I could see your pussy didn't you?"Mom hadn't looked up at me as I said this, as she seemed to be engrossed in sucking my cock.Then after a moment she stopped sucking me and said, "Ok, but first I need some more wine. Just stay as you are."I don't know if it was because the alcohol would give her more courage, if she needed it, or if she was just enjoying herself, but still kneeling, she reached over to the coffee table which was next to us, picked up the wine bottle, filled her glass right to the top and then took a large sip of it. Then she said an extraordinary thing."Jacob, I do like wine and sucking cock at the same time. So I'm going to dip your cock head into my wine glass and then suck it. You don't mind do you?"Fuck! Did I mind? Did my 'prim and proper' mother really say that? I didn't care. I found the idea so arousing, that I just nodded my head, almost lost for words that she'd said, what she had just said.Mom brought her wine glass next to my cock, which was now semi hard, but still pointed down a little as it was no way fully erect, grabbed my cock with one hand and dunked the tip of it into her wine glass which she held in her other hand, so my cock head was submerged in the wine about one inch. Then, lifting my cock out of the glass, she immediately took it in her mouth to suck the wine off it. Fuck me!I felt the blood rush to my dick again, and I became slightly harder seeing her do this. Then she stopped sucking me for a moment, took another sip from her wine glass which she had been holding on one hand all this time, and then repeated the whole thing. She dunked my now slightly harder cock into her wine glass again, lifted it out, sucked on it for a moment, and then took a sip from the glass again."Mom, that looks so hot," I finally said, unable to hold myself back."Good. That's the whole point and I enjoy it too. Now, perhaps it's time for you to see my pussy young man, and we'll see if we can get you to cum."She put her wine glass down and as she did so I picked up mine and took a sip. I needed it after that, and to prepare myself for what was to come!Mom stood up and without any hesitation, slipped off her thong and chucked it on one of the sofa chairs. She was now standing before me in just her black stockings and stilettos. Fuck, she looked so hot!I looked down at her pussy and saw the neatly trimmed pussy hair, which I'd noticed before, during the only time I'd seen it, which had been in the bathroom.Then mom said, "Sit down over there." She pointed to the three-seater sofa. I did as instructed, and mom sat herself down on the single sofa chair, which was a few feet away.Then, instead of just sitting, Mom leaned back a bit, raised her knees slightly and opened her legs, more and more, until they were almost splayed wide open. Her pink pussy came into full view. Fuck, what a sight! My dick responded by hardening even more.Then, mom put her index finger in her mouth to moisten it, and inserted it into her pussy. It was like she was playing with herself to stimulate me."Wow, mom," I said. "That looks really hot.""Good," she replied, and looking at my prick which was getting harder and harder.Mom continued playing with herself, exposing more of her pink pussy flesh to me as her fingers played and poked her cunt and she opened her pussy lips for me.I just felt like getting up and kissing and licking it, but I wasn't sure if she would allow me. I knew she would not let me fuck her.I don't know if she had read my mind, but after a moment she said, "Tell me what you want to do when you see my pussy like this Jacob."I was in such a state of arousal now that my hesitation to say anything had gone out of the window, and I just said confidently and almost greedily, "I'd sure love to lick your cunt mom. It looks so fucking hot. Can't you see how hard my dick is now?""Good boy," said mom, smiling, in reply. "You seem to have become much more confident now, which is a good sign, and means you should be able to cum more easily. Ok, you can lick it, but nothing more. But before you do I want to have a suck on that lovely cock again, it looks so good now it's fully hard."I got up in a flash and went over to mom's sofa chair, my hard on swinging in front of me as I did so.Mom sat up properly again and grabbed the base of my dick with one hand and took the cock head into her mouth, slurping and sucking on it. Then, she licked around my piss slit with the tip of her tongue, before taking the shaft into her mouth again. She really looked as if she was really enjoying this now. Maybe it was the wine, or maybe she had now just let herself go a bit, as if she had been holding herself back from expressing the fact that she was being turned on in our sessions so far."That feels so good mom, your mouth on my cock is so nice. Suck it yea, go on," I said encouragingly.Mom responded by sucking me harder and continued like this for a few more moments.Finally, I said, "I sure would love to lick that juicy pussy of yours." Mom stopped her sucking of me, and looked up at me. I saw her eyes seemed to be slightly watery and I immediately became a bit concerned.She said, "Jacob, I haven't sucked a cock like this for such a long time and you've probably realised it is quite arousing for me. I hope you understand. I am feeling a little embarrassed at myself. I am your mother. Will you forgive me for being like this."I saw mom appeared a little upset, yet she was also being turned on by what she was doing. I didn't know whether it was the wine that had finally got to her, but she seemed to be fighting her own feelings.Still looking at her hard in the eyes I said, "Please mom, don't feel embarrassed or bad about it. I do understand. Just think of it like me being turned on my your body, but in reverse. Just do what you feel like. I don't mind at all. You are helping me to cum after all, and I'm not surprised if your getting turned on too."Mom smiled at me and then, got up. "Ok, I still want to suck you until you cum into the beaker. We can lick each other at the same time Let's do a 69 position. Do you know what that is?"I nodded, remembering I'd seen it in movies, but never having actually done it in real life."We'll do it on the rug in front of the fireplace," she said. "Lie down first, and then I'll lie on top of you."I did as instructed. The rug was quite large -- about 8 feet long by 6 feet wide, so we could easily lie on it.As I lay there, I realised I would be able to see mom's asshole and pussy properly for the first time - fuck!Mom picked up the semen beaker, and then straddled over my head. As she did so, the wonderful insides of her ass crack came into full view. Her puckered asshole and wide lipped pussy were just inches from my face. Fuck!"Is that ok Jacob?" she asked."Wow, mom, your ass looks amazing! Back down a little more on me."Mom wriggled her ass down over my face a bit more until finally I could lick her, whilst I had positioned my arms and hands in away that I could feel and stretch her buttocks wide open at the same time. I could also feel her large fleshy boobs rubbing against my belly, as she had positioned herself on me. Fuck, this was just awesome!I took in the smell of her pussy juices and they excited me, and I started licking at it. It felt amazing! As I did so, mom had started to suck my cock again. This was heaven!After licking around mom's juicy cunt for a few moments, I moved to her asshole and started lapping and licking it with the tip of my tongue. Then grabbing her ass cheeks firmly, I stretched and pulled her butt cheeks wider so I could I dart my tongue deeper into her asshole, almost like I was fucking it with my tongue. I could feel the walls of her tight rectum as they rubbed against the tip of my tongue. I was loving it!Then I went back to her pussy and lapped at it, letting my saliva flow freely, and even took her thick protruding pussy lips into my mouth to nibble. Fuck!Mom had been working her mouth and tongue on my cock expertly at the same time as I had been doing all this, and I finally felt the cum rise in my balls. "Not long now mom," I said to warn her to have the semen beaker ready. Hearing this mom, seemed to want to give my cock an extra hard and deep suck and in doing so, I knew that was it."Ok, anytime now," I said.Finally mom stopped sucking on me and, although I could not see it as her wonderful ass was smothering my face, she must have positioned the semen beaker to catch my cum. I felt her hand start pumping me and then, as I grabbed and stretched mom's fabulous fleshy butt cheeks at the same time, and licked deep into her pussy, I exploded. I had to force my head back down onto the rug as I came, and shouted, "Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh!"I don't know how much I had cum, but my orgasm had felt really good. This was the best yet. I felt mom still stroking my dick gently, as she must have been trying to get the last few drops of cum into the beaker. As I lay with my head on the rug all I could see as I looked up was the sight of mom's beautifully large ass cheeks and her puckered asshole and wide open cunt which I had lusted after for so long, still hovering over me. I could stay in this position forever!Then I remembered what she had said about being aroused herself, and I realised things might be about to take a big turn in the way we did our sessions. I felt the need to give mom more satisfaction. Maybe she would agree to me penetrating her. I wondered...To be continued?*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 81 |
freewayfun.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/freewayfun.txt | I once had this girlfriend, Brandee, who was very much into new and different things. You know the type - not just the ordinary missionary position, and boy did she love sex.I had been out of town for a week or two and we talked on the phone often, telling each other how much we missed each other and what we were going to do to each other once we were within each other's grasp. I had told her that I would love it if she would meet me at the airport in a trench coat and nothing else, fully expecting her to not take me seriously. Boy was I wrong.The day came and so did my plane and there she was in a full length coat at the gate. As I hugged her I said "whoa" and pressed my already hard cock up against her so she could tell that I was turned on by her lack of clothes in such a public place.We then got to her car and she told me to drive. Once out of the parking lot, she slid over to me and nibbled on my ear while telling me that she hoped I enjoyed her welcoming home. Enthusiastically I nodded my head yes to which she replied, "Good, because this is just the start." With that, she slid her hands across my stomach and down to the hard bulge in my pants and proceeded to rub my aching cock. After just a few strokes, she unzipped me and let my cock free and out into the open. Brandee wrapped her hand around my stiff cock and began stroking me up and down, hard and slow, while whispering in my ear with a throaty voice to ask if her hand felt good. "I hope you like the show you'll be giving anybody that happens to look into the car while we're driving." That only excited me more, and I hoped to god that she was going to go down on me. With an immediate answer to my prayers, Brandee bent down towards my lap, said that she had missed my cock immensely, and opened up her mouth and engulfed me to my balls in one swift movement.So there we are, driving down the freeway with my girlfriend's head bobbing up and down on my cock. I decide to keep pace with a few cars, just to see if I can get some good looking girl to peek over and get a shock. While I'm driving and getting the best head I've had in a week or so.I decide to go snooping underneath her coat to see how wet she is. Her pussy usually gets really wet when she sucks on my cock and right now it was positively gushing. I pulled her coat up to her chest and reached over her ass so I could get my fingers to her pussy. I rubbed her well lubricated clit and got a moan and a set of squirming hips. With that invitation, I sunk two fingers right up into her pussy and began sawing them in and out of her juicy pussy. Right about then a trucker in a big rig caught up to us on her side of the car. I guess he could see her head bobbing from a distance behind us, because as soon as he caught up he immediately started keeping pace with our car. I told Brandee that some trucker was watching me finger fuck her wet pussy. Hearing that only made her more horny and she squeezed my cock even harder and sucked more furiously. I took my fingers out and spread her ass cheeks and her pussy lips wide with my one free hand and was rewarded by a few blasts from the trucker's air horn. Figuring he needed more to this show than he'd seen, I spread Brandee's pussy juices all over her asshole and then stuck my middle finger up her ass and another up her pussy and began to rub them together between her thin and tight pussy membrane. Then I started to push my fingers in and out of her sopping pussy, as she continued to suck on me.Soon it became too much for both of us: her knowing that some stranger was watching her get finger fucked in the ass and pussy and me doing this to her while her gorgeous mouth and tongue worked their magic on my cock. She squeezed super hard on my cock as her legs tightened from her orgasm. The flooding of her pussy juices all over my hand and her squeezing my cock sent me over the edge. I started erupting into her mouth, convulsion after convulsion, and her hand milked my come up my shaft as her mouth sucked and swallowed all of my cum hungrily.I looked down at the speedometer and the car's velocity seemed to match my own: 80 mph! Too bad this wasn't Montana. I'd have been doing 120 mph no problem.END |
william5.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/william5.txt | Chapter 5Larry just stood there in shock with his eyes honed on his daughter's tight teen body bent over and still impaled on his son's cock. He had left the sports bar right after the game and unwisely drove home with a buzz. He was slightly tipsy, but not trashed. When he arrived home, he went to drain his bladder when he noticed the bathroom light on. Upon entering the room to turn off the light, he noticed two figures behind the fogged-up clear shower curtain. At first, Larry was unsure if he should say something or do anything, but decided to give these two lovers a surprise. Looking in at the two stunned teens literally "caught in the act", his gaze locked onto the firm tits hanging below Ann. William, not sure what to do, but knowing he needed to do something, reluctantly pulled himself from the safe home of his sister's womb and turned off the water. Ann immediately crouched down to hide herself from her dad. "Relax, you two," said Larry."Dad! We're sorry. We didn't mean to " exclaimed William."Relax, Will. I understand. You two look good together. I just wish I could have seen more.""Daddy!" cried Ann."Annie, you are drop-dead gorgeous. I guess I hadn't ever noticed until just now, but you apparently are becoming a woman in more ways than one." His eyes ran the length of her body as she stood up and reached out for a towel to cover her. William stepped toward his dad to grab a towel, but Larry stopped them from the towels with a held up hand. "Before you get a towel, I want to know something. It's been hard for me to find a date because no one wants to go out with some guy with teenagers. I've not had any good sex since your mom was sick and I am tired of Rosie.""Eww! That's sick, Dad. We didn't need to know that," said Ann with a bit of anger."Well, Ann, sorry to tell you the truth. I'd like to know when you all decided to start this, though? Don't dare tell me it's your first time, either, because you seemed way too experienced from what I saw.""It isn't our first time, but it IS our second," Will said."Bullshit!""No, daddy. It really is only our second time. Will and I realize we love each other and want to make each other feel good. We just started tonight and want to keep going. I love him like a boyfriend. Now, can I have a towel? It's getting cold in here.""I see," replied Larry with a grin as he saw her nipples protruding from her chest, not from lust, but from the dropping room temperature.He handed them both a towel and walked over to the commode to pee. His dick was having a problem, though. Having his naked children drying themselves just feet from him, having seen them mating just minutes before, and knowing they were loving each other gave him a rise which made peeing downward difficult. Larry looked over at his daughter still in the tub trying to conceal her body behind the towel. Unconsciously, he began stroking his cock. Being a bit drunk, he was losing his erection and his control of his bladder and started pissing while he was stroking. Urine was hitting the back of the toilet seat, into the bowl, on the carpet, back on the seat, and even flush handle. William and Ann retreated quickly to their rooms, got dressed, and went to sleep, but Larry wasn't in the mood to sleep now. After he had finished urinating, he walked into the living room, turned on the television, and flopped on the couch. He was still thinking about that erotic view he witnessed just a few minutes ago. Such a thing of pure beauty - watching his son pumping his dick into that lovely body of Ann's, her perky breasts swaying beneath her as she was rocking back to meet her brother half way, her ass cheeks slapping against William's wet thighs. As the thoughts flooded his mind, he removed his cock from his pants and began stroking it again. This time, it stayed erect as he contemplated what it must have felt like for William. Larry wondered if his "Little Annie" realized what she had gotten herself into now. Did these two understand that sex without protection could lead to babies? Thinking about her walking around with a belly full of baby caused Larry to jack himself faster. He was always fascinated with pregnant women, and seeing pregnant teens were even more of a turn on for him. He decided to talk to William, but not until he blew his wad. Larry closed his eyes and imagined himself inserted in the tight pussy of his daughter, grasping her small tits in his hands, feeling her nipples harden in his palms, and seeing her silky auburn hair swaying over her shoulders. His primal desire to mate and the taboo thought of incest with his daughter caused him to erupt. Larry's initial cum shot flew out and landed on his forearm. The next few spurts jumped out and ran down onto his stroking hand. "How wonderful", he thought as he opened his eyes, "it would be to have this cream shoved into Ann." He missed his wife, but their daughter was quickly turning into a replica of his late wife. She looked very similar to the attractive young teen he remembered seeing in the photo album at his in-law's house, especially her cute slightly upturned nose, cheekbones, and curvaceous body.He wiped his hand and arm on his pant legs, turned off the TV, and walked over to William's bedroom door. He knocked and entered without waiting for a response. "Son, we need to talk.""Dad. Damn. What the fuck do you want?""I know what you two were doing was probably really feeling good and I know I'd be an idiot to think it won't ever happen again, no matter what you say. So, I need to remind you that you two are old enough to be parents. I know she's not on any birth control pills and I'm guessing you don't have rubbers. Are you pulling out when you shoot your wad?""No, Dad. I only did it in her once and I didn't cum the second time thanks to your interruption.""Will, it only takes 'once' to get a girl pregnant, and you know that. What the fuck are you going to do if she gets knocked up? Thought that through?""No, but we can talk about that.""Well, don't fuck her again until you get it wrapped. I'm not going to put her on the pill because she's too young for that shit. Her body doesn't need all those chemicals in it screwing up her hormone balance, so I'm putting the responsibility on you. You're older and supposed to be wiser. If you don't want to piss me off, I suggest you go buy condoms tomorrow and use them every time you two want to fuck or don't touch her.""Okay. Fine. Whatever.""Not 'whatever'. A simple 'yes' will suffice.""Then, yes!""Don't you dare knock up Ann." Larry turned and left Will's room, shutting the door behind him with authority, but not slamming it. Secretly, Larry was hoping he would be one to do it. Unconsciously, he was playing the dominant male protecting his female and not wanting to compete with surrounding males for the successful impregnation of his offspring. Like the lions and primates, Larry was not wanting to share the female in his home and threatened the rival with a warning. Apparently, Larry didn't think it was necessary to consult with Ann about this subject. He still considered her too young to understand the implications of her actions. However, Ann was fully aware of what the implications were. She was embarrassed at getting caught by her dad while getting her brother's cock rammed inside her vagina. She wasn't thinking of pregnancy. It was just fun to have sex, orgasm, and be introduced to the notion of love. Her periods hadn't started regularly yet. They were sporadic since she had her menarche four months earlier. Ann was lucky in that her friends had always been helping her by giving her pads since she didn't want to talk about her periods with her dad. Her friends had really cool moms and sisters who gave her all the information she wanted to know. Whenever her menstrual blood got on her panties, she threw them away at school rather than have her dad discover them in the laundry. Ann wasn't too keen on trying tampons yet because she thought it would hurt, but now that William had penetrated her and taken care of her hymen, she thought she could try it now. She was afraid she would take her own virginity accidentally if she didn't put the tampon in right, but that wasn't an issue now. In fact, she was so relaxed about her body around William now, she thought of asking him to go with her next time to buy pads and tampons. The next morning, Larry got up and went to the kitchen for some breakfast. As he entered, the cold shoulders and tension he got from Ann and William were overwhelming. He decided to take a different approach, now that his head was clear and he wasn't in the state of horniness he had been in seven hours earlier. He sat at the table and invited them over to sit with him. Reluctantly, the two teens cautiously approached with a look of scorn. Larry waited until they were seated, then spoke softly and apologetically."Will and Ann, I'm sorry for what I did. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, and I realize you two are learning about love from one another. I shouldn't be mad because at least you aren't getting hurt and it is consensual. I think if you want to continue, though, you need to take precautions to keep from getting pregnant. I can't afford another baby in this house, and you're both too young to be parents. Ann, I have to say you are looking lovely, though, and I wouldn't mind seeing you wear clothes that show off your beautiful body a little more.""Thanks, Dad, but I don't have clothes like that.""Maybe it's time for a visit to the mall," he replied. "William, would you take her if I give you guys some money?"That brought a smile to her face. William nodded. He thought it would be awesome to go walking with his sister like a girlfriend, holding hands, rubbing her ass, kissing her as they went to the different stores, and watching her try on sexy outfits. They could act like it's a date and catch a movie and eat at the food court. "Okay. This weekend you can go shop since I get paid Friday," Larry said satisfied that he was making peace. It would nice to see some skin revealed on his sexy daughter. She'd want to show him the outfits he spent money on. Larry's mind was going into overdrive as she imagined what she'd be getting, especially since summer was quickly approaching.The mood in the room lightened rapidly after that. Ann got up and hugged Larry. Her breasts mashed against his shoulder as he hugged her back and noticed she hadn't yet put her bra on under her T-shirt. She didn't seem to worry about it since she was going on a shopping spree. He wanted so badly to feel those perky little mounds to be bare against him, but figured he would wait knowing it will happen in due time.Larry got up and whispered in Will's ear, "I'll even toss in a little extra for you to get a box of condoms, but you need to use them.""Sure Dad. I will. Thanks."To be continued...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 62 |
jailbait.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/jailbait.txt | On Saturday I've met an angel. It happened when I was sitting to a table in the park, enjoying my ice cream - I like strawberry best - and watching the kids playing in the park. The apparition appeared, rolling on her roller-blades, circling around me. I can't even begin to describe her beauty, her shiny golden hair, her sparkling green eyes, her rosy soft skin and her pink red lips, slightly open with her tongue just protruding as she was intently watching my ice-cream. God! I'd never met a beauty like this before! It was as if she had descended from a renaissance painting, Titian or Ruben for sure. The angel kept circling round me, round and round, looking with longing eyes on my disappearing ice-cream cone, licking her lips with her rosy tongue... I shudder even now when I recall the sight. I've heard myself offering her what was left from the cone even before I have decided rationally to do so. "Do you want some?" The apparition nodded with a gusto, and happily went to devour the sweet, sitting down next to me, all over me.God, how soft she was, and how warm her skin! And her sweet scent! It raised goose pimple on my flesh. And when she has finished her cream, she turned and leaned into me, kissing me sweetly on lips! How sweet they were, and how soft and yielding! I even imagined to feel the tip of her soft and warm tongue, it nearly took me with her to heaven, whence she must have dropped.The angel remained sitting next to me, chatting happily. It appeared that her name was Lena, and she was living with her mother only. Her mom was very strict, so she said, and didn't allow her but one ice-cream a day. I wondered how one could deny anything to such a sweet creature, but that's mothers for you. During her chatting, mostly about her friend Meg, I had time to study and become enraptured with her body too. Young and lithe, with surprisingly long legs running from her skates into a wavy red skirt. Her body was yet breast less, her hips softly rounding, just hinting her becoming a girl. She giggled suddenly. "You are observing me as if I was a statue!" "No" I replied, "you are an angel. When did you fall from heaven?" That brought about another burst of giggles, and kissing me again on my lips she said "You are sweet. Would you buy a fallen angel another ice-cream?" And when I rose to do her errand, she added"I like chocolate chips best!" I went and returned with a swimming head, unable to digest the great luck that had fallen in my lap. Now, don't think that I'm some sort of a sicko, a pedophile or something. I had a perfectly legitimate reason to be sitting there, munching my ice-cream. You see' it was my turn with the kids, and I had brought them to a birthday party, and now I was waiting for the party to end. Just to show you how profound shock Lena was for me, to make me, in these conditions, horny for a little girl! Because I did become horny. My cock twitched and itched even as was bringing the ice cream. Lena straddled me and sat squarely on my lap licking happily the brown chocolate with her pink tongue. "Come on, you can taste too. It's awesome!" she exclaimed and served me the sweet cone. We licked together, our tongues touching now and then, every time making my heart skip a beat. Never mind, it made up for it with the fast rate that it was beating against my ribcage. Add to this that Lena was fidgeting from time to time, each time brushing against my, now stiff, cock. I was nearly breathless. The angel, closed her eyes, moaned slightly as if dreaming, and heaved against me! God, my cock, that was hard and erect even before, rose to enormity. Lena kept on licking the ice cream contently, heaving her hips onto my cock in a slow rhythm, as if unaware. A splash of ice cream dropped on her shirt and she whispered, "Ooh, clean it up quickly! Mom mustn't know!" I stooped and licked the ice cream licking her shirt with it, licking her neck and the soft, smooth breast and Lena went humping and moaning, almost forgetting the dripping cone. I nearly went off in my pants! My cock was now bloated and nearly burst from the combined pressure of my boiling blood and my equally hot sperm.Then Lena suddenly shuddered, and calmly finished her ice-cream saying "That was awesome! You are such a sweet" and to my amazement, bobbed down between my legs and squatting on her legs she took my cock out of my pants. Saying 'We mustn't leave you with that woody, do we? Meg had told me that it's dangerous for the boys!" she went and wrapped her warm, soft, rosy lips round my glans. "Wha... what... how... oh you don't, you mustn't... OOOH!" That's when I went off, jerking and shooting streams of cum into her sweet mouth, on her shirt, on her face, everywhere."Why," she said, "you see, that's why I couldn't let you come off in my lap! I had to suck it off. I couldn't well explain away a stain in my skirt-could I?"I was all breathless, shaky and couldn't think of anything to say. Lena rose, cleaned herself and said to me "You are a sweet guy. Meet me again tomorrow, but it would be better to meet far from the crowd. Do you know that copse above the lake? Meet me there at ten tomorrow, and bring with you a box of ice cream! Remember, I like chocolate chips best!" and she swirled off on her roller blades, leaving me breathless and stunned.to be continued?*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 70 |
mycockcrazywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/mycockcrazywife.txt | My wife, Susan, is five feet, one inch tall, under a hundred pounds -- a tiny lady. She is a beautiful, red-haired, green-eyed, sexy, young woman. She has great legs, a tight, round ass, and the biggest tits imaginable on such a petite frame. They don't sag and look positively mouthwatering without a bra. I love Susan very much and respect her as a person, but I have to admit that what first caught my eye were these huge, firm 34-D's on such a tiny girl.We've been married a little over five years, and have had a great marriage -- until now.Susan has a much older sister, Linda, who looks completely different from Susan. Linda is tall and skinny (not thin -- skinny), probably 5'10" or 5'11", with no ass or tits. Anyway, Linda is a very successful realtor living in San Diego, and we hadn't seen her since our wedding day. We exchanged Christmas cards and photos, and the sisters called each other, but that was it, until last month.I don't get to travel as often as I used to (damned FAX machines!), so when I was assigned a trip to San Diego, I called Susan right away and suggested she join me so she could visit her sister.Susan wanted to surprise Linda so we didn't announce our arrival, and instead, we just drove to her house, walked up to the front door, and rang the bell. There was no answer.Susan suggested we look around back in case Linda was in the pool or gardening. As we approached the high privacy fence around the pool area, we heard voices. Both Susan and I pushed our faces close to the fence and peeked between the redwood slats.I had never seen anything like it in my life! Linda was face down on several towels, on her knees with her ass high in the air, while this tan, young guy was ramming in and out of her cunt with the biggest cock I have ever seen on a man -- and it wasn't just long, it was thick, too.And that's when all my troubles began!Watching Susan's reaction to the sight before us, I could see that she was completely turned-on.A virgin when we married, she had often told me that my normal six-inch cock was perfect and that even it stretched her tight cunt at times. I'm sure she had never even imagined a cock the size of the one plowing into her sister. I have seen more than a few x-rated videos, and the cock I was watching was bigger than any I had ever seen, even on the famous professional stars. I felt major male insecurities at that moment.I saw that this wasn't the right time to disturb Linda and her friend and I pulled Susan away from the fence. We returned to the rental car and waited about an hour. Later, when Linda opened the door to our knock, the two sisters had a happy, tear-filled reunion and we met Jason, the guy now living with Linda.At 20 years old, Jason was 21 years Linda's junior, and was almost five years younger than Susan and I. He was muscle-beefy, tanned, and blonde -- the perfect California stud. Over dinner, we found out that Jason had been Linda's pool maintenance boy before he moved in with her.Linda insisted that Susan and I stay with her and Jason, so after dinner we collected our things from the hotel and drove back out to Linda's house. There was a note on our bed asking us to join them out at the pool.It was a beautiful night and the pool area was beautifully lit. Linda was on a chaise, her skinny body wrapped in two thin strips of red cloth passing for a bikini. Jason was in long white swim trunks, and the long, thick outline of his soft cock was clearly visible, and not missed by Susan's blatant stare.We had had drinks before dinner and almost finished three bottles of wine with dinner, and now, Jason was keeping our glasses filled with some sweet, tropical concoction and we were not feeling any pain. Susan, giggling the whole time, told Linda what we had seen through the fence when we had arrived that afternoon.Linda went on to tell us that the first time Jason screwed her, it had been fast and furious in the dark, and she hadn't seen how big his cock was until it was all over. She laughed loudly and said, "I couldn't believe I had really taken in all that pink meat, but I had, and I wanted it again! They say it ain't the meat but the motion, little Susie, but don't believe them!"Then she stood and said that we were all family and didn't need suits in her pool. She dropped the two pieces of her suit and jumped into the pool.Jason stood close to our chairs and slowly dropped his shorts. Susan was all eyes as Jason hesitated long enough to give her a good look at his merchandise and then he jumped into the pool.I could hear Susan's raspy breathing as she looked at me and asked, "Well, Mike, should we?"I didn't know what to say. Skinny-dipping was something sexy that we had never tried, but I was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the sexual tension obviously growing between Jason and my wife.Just then, Susan stood up, peeled her modest one-piece bathing suit off, and dove into the water.She was barely wet when Jason swam right over to her and put his arms around her from behind and filled his hands with my wife's tits!Susan's hands disappeared below the water and I watched as Jason's smile got even bigger."He's crazy over little Susie's big tits," said Linda as she sat down on the chaise with me. "It's the only thing he's talked about since you two got here. And if you ask me, she's crazy for his big cock."I stared in disbelief as Susan turned to face Jason and kissed him passionately."This can't be happening," I said. "We've never fooled around before.""Relax, Mike, what's a harmless little fling? Especially when you're watching? You're in Southern California, now. Don't spoil little Susie's fun!"That didn't help matters as I watched Susan and Jason climb out of the pool and lay on a towel. Susan had the head of Jason's monstrous, erect cock in her mouth, sucking it with all her might, as Jason noisily slurped at my wife's cunt.Then I felt a hand on my cock. It was Linda and I was surprised to notice that my dick was as hard as a rock. She bent over and sucked me into her mouth as I continued to watch my wife's slutty performance.After a few more minutes of sixty-nining, Jason got up and collected cushions off the lawn furniture, which he threw on the deck, and then rolled Susan onto her back on them. He then knelt right up against my wife's ass and pulled and hoisted her buttocks up into the air, sliding the cushions around, under her......I knew what was coming next, and as much as I wanted to stop it, I couldn't. And it wasn't the so-so blow job that Linda was giving me that held me back. I didn't want to cause a scene, and, most of all, I was afraid Susan wouldn't stop if I asked her to.By now, Susan's legs were wide-spread and Jason was in position with his monster-cock poised at the entrance to my wife's obviously wet cunt.Linda looked up from my prick and said, "He measures just over fourteen inches long and just over seven inches around. Magnificent, isn't it? Don't worry about little Susie, he's good at what he does, and I'm betting he can bury it to his balls!"I gasped for my wife, watching Jason slowly work his giant rod into her stretched-open pussy. Susan was moaning and grunting, pounding on Jason's back with her tiny hands.Steady, steady, Jason kept up his invasion of her tiny cunt......I was waiting for Susan to yell "stop!" or scream in pain, but she didn't. Sooner than I thought possible, it looked like Jason had his entire length buried in my wife. She had taken it all!They laid still together for a few minutes, then after a few more moments of slow thrusting, Jason began to pound that big dick in and out of my wife's cunt with all of his energy. He lifted his hips away, until he was almost out, and then slammed back down into her. I could hear her wet cunt slurping loudly as it succumbed to Jason's onslaught.Then, his tempo and power increased even more and Susan went completely wild. She was delirious with lust and passion, scraping his back with her nails, pulling his ass deeper between her legs. She was fucking him like some animal locked in mortal combat.And, then, they started to come. It wasn't slow or gentle. It was an explosion! Susan came with a scream and almost-pained moans and gasps. Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs around Jason. Finally, with a deep grunt, Jason tightened his ass cheeks and curled his toes as he shot his cum into my wife's cunt.I filled Linda's mouth with my cum as I watched Jason fill my wife's pussy with his.They laid together a few moments, catching their breathe, and then Jason began sliding his cock out of Susan's cunt."No!" she whimpered.He removed his dick and Susan's cunt lips slowly closed. I watched a huge wad of Jason's slimy cum flow out of her pussy and run down between her ass cheeks to the cushions below her.Linda stood over my wife and laughed, "He's something, isn't he, little sister?""I... I never... ohh..." Susan gasped in a soft voice."Well, give him five minutes and a soft bed, and you will think you've died and gone to heaven. How about us girls switch bedrooms for the night? Mike? Is that alright with you?"I wanted to yell "No! Of course it's not alright!" but I didn't. Something in Susan's eyes, the way they were almost pleading with me, stopped me from saying what I wanted to say. Instead, I nodded a small nod, "Hey! It's Southern California, right?""That's right, Mike," said Linda, "I don't have to ask Jason if he wants to switch. The way he's looking at your big tits, little Susie, I know you're in for a long night!"And she was. Linda fell asleep soon after I finished fucking her bony frame, but I laid awake in the bed listening to Jason and my wife having the time of their lives. They moaned and groaned and grunted and sighed and screamed in pleasure, time after time after time. The only actual words I heard all night was Susan pleading with Jason, "Oh, no, not my ass! Please, not there! Ow! Ow! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes! Shove it all the way in, you bastard!"It was disgusting, but it was only just beginning.On Monday, I had to begin my sales calls for the week and Linda had to open her office, and that left Jason and Susan home alone to frolic at the pool, all day, every day.And frolic they did. I would come home to find them fucking or sucking or sleeping by the pool, Susan's nude body covered with love bite marks and dried cum.On Tuesday, I bent to kiss Susan. She woke up and smiled at me and said, "Today, Jason fisted me! We're going to have to try that when we get home!""Sure," I said, wondering if Jason was stretching my wife's cunt beyond recovery.Saturday finally arrived and Susan put clothes on for the first time all week. As I put our luggage in the trunk and thanked Linda, Susan was in the foyer, her skirt up at her waist and leaning on the stairs, taking Jason's monster up her cunt one more time for a good-bye fuck.Susan slept all the way home on the plane. Finally home and in bed together, Susan kissed me deeply."Thank you for this week, Mike.""You seemed happy. What was I going to say?""You could have said `no.'""Would it have stopped you, Susan?""I don't know. I'm just grateful you didn't say it.""He was good." It was a statement."Mike, I don't know how to tell you this without hurting you, but this last week was the best sex of my life. I have never been fucked like that before, and now I'm worried I'll never be fucked like that, again.""We could try."Thirty minutes later we rolled apart. I knew Susan had had several orgasms, but I also knew something else."It wasn't the same, was it, Susan?""Maybe it was just too soon. Or, maybe-""Or maybe it will never be the same, with me, Susan. You loved his big cock."A tear squeezed out of her eye and she bit her lip as she nodded a tight, quick nod. "But, I love you, Mike!""I know, Susan."The next morning, I awoke with an idea. "I guess we can invite your sister and Jason in for a visit, Susan.""Sure, but Linda said she's never been busier, and never takes any time off.""Do you have any ideas?""Well... I've been thinking. Maybe there's a man on this side of the country that would like to fool around.".....Maybe you've seen Susan's ad in the free paper's classifieds. It's been very successful, and has provided a steady stream of well-endowed men knocking on our door and fucking my wife senseless.Wanted: A REAL man. Beautiful, petite, youngwoman is searching for the man with thebiggest "club." Are you that rare man whomeasures up? Anything less than 10" by 6"doesn't. The applicant MUST pass the minimum entrance requirements, but it's worth it.BOX FPL0927Susan keeps very detailed and complete records. She has yet to find a stud to measure up to Jason, but she keeps looking.I keep telling myself that it's just a phase, it's just a phase, just a phase...(c) J. BOSWELL, January 1992 |
ellens1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/ellens1.txt | Chapter OneThis is the first letter I have ever written to a website of this type, but I had to tell my story to someone. My wife Ellen and I had been married for about fifteen years. I had always been faithful to her and I thought she had always been faithful to me. I was stuck working on graveyard shift for about six years with Mondays and Tuesdays off. I noticed that Ellen had become distant, secretive and never stayed at home. Ellen liked to roller skate and she would take the kids to the local skating rink almost every Friday and Saturday night. This was fine for awhile and then she started going on Thursday's nights too by herself, as this was adults only night. I offered to start skating with her on my days off, but she insisted that this was her leisure time and would like to do this alone. I agreed to give her space, but when she started going to the rink almost every night except my days off, I really started getting suspicious. Ellen was always hot in bed and even at age 34 and after two kids, she still had a terrific figure. Ellen has red hair, a pair of 34D breasts, which were still perky even after having two children, a nice flat tummy, full round hips and a pair of wonderful legs from all the skating she did. She also has the brightest red fur covering her always hot and tasty snatch. After fifteen years of really great sex we were down to having sex about 2 times a week. After Ellen started her nightly trips to the skating rink we were down to about once a week, if that. This is another reason why I suspected that she might have a boyfriend or lover on the side. The few times I did go to the rink with Ellen, she would hang around with a few women about her age, but no men were hanging around, except the manager of the rink who was about twenty years older than her and me. I got to know Bob and he seemed friendly enough and kept an eye on our kids while they were at the rink. After about nine months of this Ellen said that Bob and his wife Nona wanted us to come to their house before Christmas to help decorate their tree and have some special cookies his wife makes for Christmas. We did this and eventually became friends with them. Ellen started going over to their house more often and even brought the kids with her at times. I thought that this was fine and everything was normal at first. Ellen came to me one day and told me that Nona was going back east for a few weeks to visit her and Bob's daughter. She said that Bob wanted to clean out the basement and remodel it while Nona was gone. Ellen said that Bob would pay her to do some painting and cleaning and that it would take just a few days. I agreed this would be a nice surprise for Nona and I gave her my wholehearted support. **A few days became a week and Ellen wanted me to come over and see what a good job Bob and she had done on the basement before Nona came home. The walls were repainted all the trash and old junk had been removed and new lighting had been installed. I did notice however that Bob and Ellen seemed to be more friendly than they usually had been, but I assumed this was because of good job they had done on the basement. Ellen's and my sex life continued to dwindle and to spice things up a little I rented some X-rated movies and took her to an adult book store where she picked out a few adult toys. I also started buying adult paperback books and we would both read them and then have some pretty hot sex. Ellen was still seeing a lot of Bob at the rink and I started getting more suspicious even though he was more like a father because of his age. Some of the stories I read in the adult books dealt with husbands who liked to watch their wives having sex with other men. I don't know what it was, but these stories seemed to turn me on more than some of the others. I started fantasizing about Ellen having sex with other men while I watched her. About a month or two after starting these fantasies I finally got up the courage to show her this one story I liked to read and had her read it. After Ellen read it, I asked her what she thought and she said it was interesting. We then had some of the best sex we had had in months, which left us both completely drained. Because of the way Ellen had gotten off after reading that story I thought I would try for once and all to find out if there was anything between her and Bob. My plan was to take her to our favorite adult book store in the next town and get her tuned up for what I was going ask her. We got to the bookstore and I rented a private booth and got a video. This video was about a husband that comes home and finds his wife fucking the neighbor and joins in instead of getting mad. We watched the movie for a few minutes. When the action on the screen started to get hot, we both got naked and down on the carpeted floor and fucked our brains out. When the movie was over we straightened up as best we could and returned the video to the clerk. I knew right away that he suspected what we had done, as he had a big shit-eating grin on his face. On the way home, which was about 20 miles, we talked about what we had done and the movie, which had two men and one woman. I asked her if she ever thought about having two men at once. Ellen reluctantly told me she fantasized about that some times when she masturbated. I asked her if she would like to make it a reality someday. She said that she wasn't sure and besides she said we didn't know anyone who could join us. When we got home we got into bed and we started kissing and hugging again.After a few minutes I was hard a rock again and I had her get on top of me. Usually when she would get on top of me she would ride me like a wild horse in a race. But this time she just slid down my pole very slowly and then would pull back up until just the head of my prick was ready to pop out. Ellen did this for about ten minutes and then asked me if I was serious about what I had said about having a three-way. I assured her that I was willing to try anything, especially with what she was doing to my prick at this very moment. I said, "Are you sure you haven't been fucking around on me with someone?" She said, "No." I said again, "Are you sure you haven't been screwing around?" She said, "Maybe." All the while we are talking she is still going up and down my shaft with her red hot, tight, pussy very slowly. This is driving me crazy and I am now hot enough to fuck a wildcat. I then said, "It sounds like maybe you have been a bad girl." She said, "Yes I've been a bad girl." I said, "With who?" She said, "With Bob." I asked her what she had been doing with Bob. She told me that when they remodeled the basement when Nona was out of town that she had given Bob a blowjob on the second night Nona was gone. She also told me that she didn't want him to fuck her, because she was afraid I could tell if she done that. I asked her if he had big cock? She said for a little guy that he has pretty big cock. I asked her if it was bigger than mine was? She told his was longer, but not as fat as mine was. I said, "Do you like sucking his cock?" She said, "Yes, but you cum more than he does." I couldn't believe it, here I was talking with my wife of 15 years about her sucking another mans cock and my dick was as hard as a diamond. I asked her if we could get together sometime with Bob and have a three-way. She said she wasn't sure if Bob would do it. I told her to ask him, as I wanted to watch his dick slide into her red haired beautiful pussy. She said she still wasn't sure. I asked her to think about it and tell me everything about what her and Bob had done. She said that they were cleaning out the basement on the second night Nona was gone and that she had spilled some of the cleaning water down the front of her blouse. She said that the water was cold and the material was shear and her nipples were sticking out of the material like two erasers. She said that Bob noticed this and made a comment to her. She said that she then took off her blouse, but left her bra on and had Bob put it in the dryer. Ellen said that they continued working, but Bob wasn't getting much work done and he had a huge lump in the front of his pants. Ellen said she bent over in front of Bob and purposely backed into his crotch and pressed against Bob's hard dick that was straining to get out of his pants. Ellen said when she did this Bob then reached around her and grabbed two handfuls of her tits and started fondling them. She said after that she stood up and turned around and kissed him and then pressed her tits into his face. Ellen said they did this for awhile and then she unbuckled his pants and pulled them down with his shorts. She said his cock sprang out at her like a switchblade and even though it wasn't as big around as mine was, it was good eight inches long. Ellen said it looked just too good not to touch and when she put her hand around it, it jumped. **Ellen said she jacked him off for a few minutes and then got on her knees and put the tip of it in her mouth. She said he wasn't circumcised and the head was small and pointed when she unsheathed it. Ellen said he was clean though and there was no odor, so she put as much of him in her mouth as she could. She said that it only took him about dozen or so pumps in her mouth and he was cumming into her throat. Ellen said that he then pulled her jeans down and pulled her panties off and licked her dripping, tasty snatch until she came all over his face. Ellen said Bob wanted to fuck her too, but she said that she was afraid that if I wanted sex when she got home, I could tell. Ellen said that her and Bob for the next two weeks did everything a person could do sexually just short of fucking. She said that she sucked and jacked off Bob five times one night and he was so sore that he could not go to work the next day. Ellen said that Bob would eat her pussy for hours and she would cum until she was ready to pass out. Ellen said one night while they were painting with latex paint they got naked and had a paint fight. She said he gave her a nice long hot bath after that and pissed all over tits and pussy as she lay in the tub. She also told me that after the night I came over to look at the basement, that when I left for work they watched a porno movie and she let him fuck her in the ass with one of her dildos while he ate her pussy and she sucked his cock. While Ellen was telling me all of this, she was still going up and down on my cock very slowly. When I would get ready to cum, she would stop and not move and tell me some more of her and Bob's dirty little secrets. Finally when I could take it no more, I had one of the best orgasms I had ever had in my life. I could hardly move and Ellen did not get off until I was completely soft inside her. We laid there and hugged and she cried and said she was sorry and would not see Bob again. I told her no, I thought it was great as I had had sex with lots of women before we were married, but she had been a virgin. I told her that it would be just fine, but only as long as she told me everything and held nothing back from me. Ellen agreed to this and I asked her if the last time she had sex with Bob was when Nona was out of town. Ellen said no that her and Bob had been sucking each other off in the front seat of his big old Buick in dark parking lots. I asked her when was the last time she had given him a blowjob and she said two days ago in the skating rink parking lot. She said he came all over her tits. I then told her that the next time he came on her tits to not wipe them off and come home to me and show me. She said she would the next time she saw him. It was a day or two later when Ellen went skating and I was on my days off and stayed home with the kids. It was around midnight and the kids were sound asleep and I went to the bedroom and started reading one of the many adult books we had in our secret library. Ellen came home about 1:00am and came into the bedroom with a big grin on her face. I asked her what was going on. She said that she had been a bad girl and had a surprise for me. She slowly undressed and threw her bra at me. I caught it and it had damp spot on one of the cups and had the pungent odor of cum to it. I smelled it and told her she was a bad girl and to get in bed with me. I turned the bed lamps on their highest settings and looked at her breasts. The left breast had a dried whitish substance around its nipple and towards the middle cleavage. I looked at her and we kissed and hugged for a few seconds. She asked he if everything was OK. I told her everything was fine and I kissed her left breast and licked it clean of her lover's deposit. We then had some of the hottest sex since the night she told me about her and Bob's little sex secrets. The next morning when the kids were off to school we sat around and talked about what had been happening and were we should go from here. I asked her if she had told Bob yet that I knew about their fooling around. She said not yet, but she was waiting for my OK before she did. I told her that she could go ahead and tell him. I also told her to tell him that it was OK with me and that I wasn't opposed to a three-way with him or whatever he was agreeable to. The next night she went out again and met with Bob. Ellen said that when she told him, that he almost had a heart attack and was worried about me hurting him. She said that she told him I was the one who suggested it and everything was fine as long as he was willing to continue to see her. ** The next morning I got a phone call from Bob. He started out apologizing for his and Ellen's affair and said he would end it immediately if I wanted him to. I told him I was OK with the situation the way it was, and would like to get together with him and Ellen sometime for a three-way, or even just to watch them have sex. Bob said he would think about it and get back with me. About a week later Ellen came home late again while I was on my days off. She told me that she had been with Bob again that night, and that she had been a really bad girl. I asked her want she meant by being a really bad girl. She said she let him fuck her tonight and he left a really big load of cum in her pussy. This got me harder than I had been since I was sixteen. I said show me you bad little girl. She pulled her skintight jeans down over her hips and let them fall to the floor. She stepped out of them and spread her legs. I could see a damp spot in her pink bikini underpants. She did a little seductive dance and slowly pulled the panties down and wadded them up and handed them to me. I smelled them and they smelled of her and sex. I had her get into bed with me and we hugged and kissed for a few moments. I then told her to get on top of me in a 69 position and had her turn the lights up. She inched her beautiful backside towards my face and could see that some of her beautiful red fur was matted down. I took my fingers and gently spread open the lips of her lovely pussy and saw that they were a little puffy and red. They were also very moist. While I was doing my exam of her she was giving my dick some really good sucking and licking. I pulled her close enough so that I could get a really good look at her pussy and almost touch it with my tongue. I got close enough to inhale the pungent odor that was coming from her freshly used love hole. I spread her wide enough now so I could see the remains of her lover. I then stuck my tongue out and started licking her lips and then buried my face fully into her pussy. She was going nuts on my cock. Sucking and jacking it to the point I thought I was going to cum. But at the last minute she backed off. I continued to explore that freshly fucked pussy of hers with my tongue that was filled with her and her lovers cum. It was an odd taste and a really heady aroma, but it was making me hotter than a pistol, especially with what Ellen was doing to my dick. I finally came after Ellen had cum about three times on my face and tongue. We laid in bed and hugged kissed for awhile and talked about what we were going to do in the future. She told me Bob had agreed to have a three-way with us and that the kids were going to an all night skating party this coming weekend and if I could get Saturday off we could have our first threesome. I got Saturday night off and we made plans that after Bob got off work at midnight he would meet me and Ellen at our house. Ellen and I restrained from having sex for the next four days with anticipation of Saturday night activities. Ellen took the kids to the skating rink and said she would be home around 11:30pm and Bob would meet us around 12:30am. Before she left she gave me a real wet kiss and grabbed my semi-hard cock and gave it a squeeze. Ellen came home around 11:45 and said Bob would be along shortly. We talked again about what we were about to do. Ellen said she was fine with it as long I didn't have a problem with it. I reassured her that I wanted to do it and was ready to do anything as long as we both agreed to it. Ellen then prepared herself for the nights activities. She had a pair of black lace crotchless panties she put on and then put her silk robe on over it without a bra. At 12;45am the doorbell rang. I answered the door and there was Bob with a bottle of Jim Beam in one hand and an envelope in the other. I welcomed him in and offered him a seat on the sofa where Ellen was sitting. Ellen got up and poured us all a drink and then we started making small talk.Bob handed me the envelope and told me these were some of the photos he had taken of Ellen. Photography was one of his hobbies and he had a darkroom in his basement. Photography was also a hobby of mine and this is one other thing that we had in common besides Ellen. I opened the package and pulled out the photos, there were about 50 or more of them. The first one was of Ellen at what looked like the beach and she was totally naked. Bob told me that he took her to one of the local nude beaches one Sunday afternoon and took the photos there. I went through he photos which were making me very hot as they were very suggestive poses of Ellen. While I was going through the photos I noticed that Ellen had slid over on the sofa next to Bob and was rubbing the crotch of his pants, which by now had a very large lump in it. There were two sets of photos and the second set was of Ellen in Bob's basement. These were hotter than the beach photos and Ellen had brought some of her adult toys over there to use as props. There was one where she had one of her large dildos stuffed up her pussy and she was pinching her nipples. I looked up and told Bob that these were good photos and asked him if I could have a few. I also noticed that Ellen had unzipped Bob's pants and had fished his cock out. She was right it was monster for a guy who was only five foot four and weighed only about 150 pounds. It must have been all of eight inches long and had a sheath covering its head. Ellen was working the sheath back and forth over the head of Bob's cock and was smiling at me. I put the photos down as who needs them when you have a live show going on just six feet away. I pulled my cock out of my jeans as it was just about ready to bust through the material anyway. I watched as Ellen gave Bob a big kiss and then lowered her head down to his lap and took Bob's prick into her mouth. Bob looked over at me as to check for my approval. I think when he saw that I had my dick out and it was hard as a rock and I was stroking it, he knew everything was OK. I watched Ellen suck Bob for a few minutes and then suggested we all get naked and proceed to the bedroom. We went into the bedroom and we were all naked in about 30 seconds. Ellen lay down in the middle of the bed and patted the bed on either side of her as an indication for us to get on either side of her. We did as instructed and she gave us each a kiss and then offered each of us a breast to kiss. Bob took the right one and I took the left one. Bob and I each sucked on a breast and Bob also started feeling Ellen's pussy. Ellen in the mean time was playing with both of our cocks. We did this for a few minutes and then I said to Bob that he was the guest so he could have first crack at Ellen's hot red pussy and I would watch. Bob crawled onto Ellen in the missionary position and sank his eight inches all the way into Ellen. She let out a moan with Bob's big cock in her pussy. While they were fucking I leaned over and kissed Ellen on the mouth and sucked on her breasts. She must have cum three times before Bob finally arched his back and dumped his load of cum into Ellen's pussy. While Bob was pulling out I gave Ellen a big kiss and asked her how she felt. She said it was wonderful and wanted me next. I hopped on and drove my cock into her. I went into her so easy after Bob having deposited his load of cum in her. It was almost too wet and sloppy to get any feeling, but it was great. Bob in the mean time put a porno movie in the VCR and watched it while Ellen and I screwed. It didn't take me long to cum, and Ellen had two more organisms before I finished. I came and mixed my load of cum with Bob's into Ellen's hot pussy. When I pulled out Ellen's pussy had more cum than it could hold and it came running out on the sheets. We all lay back on the bed with Ellen in the middle and cooled down and watched the porno movie Bob had turned on. I played around in Ellen's soupy pussy with my fingers and Ellen played with Bob's cock which was already starting to come back to life. When Ellen had Bob back to full hardness he got up and straddled her face and fed his cock into her mouth. I watched and Ellen played with my cock. It took Bob about ten minutes before he came. He didn't cum in her mouth, but pulled out at the last minute and covered her face and neck with his cum. I don't know what happened, but after he got off Ellen I leaned over and kissed her fully on the mouth, face and neck tasting Bob's cum mixed with her saliva. I then lay back down and Ellen straddled me with her ass and pussy towards my face and she started sucking and licking my cock. She had her rear positioned just inches from my face and I reached up and opened her pussy lips. There was still traces of Bob's and my cum in her and it looked just too inviting not to taste. I sucked and licked on her moist hole for what seemed to be hours while she sucked and licked on my cock. While she was sucking on me I felt a strange hand on my cock a few times. Bob must have grabbed my cock while Ellen was sucking on my cock. This only heightened the pleasure and feeling. I finally blew off into her mouth and she turned around and gave me another wet mouthed kiss and said thank you. By this time we were all pretty well worn out and Bob got dressed and left for home. Before he left though we all agreed that this would not be the last time we would get together. A few months went by and Ellen continued to see Bob at the skating rink and then go out with him and fuck, suck or do whatever they could in his Buick. She would then come home to me and tell me what they had done and we would fuck and suck ourselves to sleep. I especially liked it when Bob would fuck her and she would come home with a load his cum in her pussy. I would eat her until she had about three or four climaxes. She came home one night about two in the morning and woke me up. She said that Nona was out of town again and that she and Bob had been bad little boys and girls. This woke me right up and my cock too. I asked how bad and she said that she let Bob fuck her in the ass and he left a present in there for me. Ellen got undressed and we got into a 69 position on the bed with her on top. I turned up the bed lamps and looked into her puckered up little rosebud. I wet my finger and stuck it in her ass and worked it around a little. I then pulled my finger out and replaced it with my tongue. I licked and poked at her asshole with my tongue and could make out the taste and scent of her lovers deposit. This gave me one hell of an orgasm, which I shot into Ellen's willing and eager mouth.Chapter TwoIt had been about two months since our first three-way with Bob and we finally had the opportunity to get together again. Ellen took the kids to an all night skating party and Bob was to meet us at the house again around midnight. Ellen again prepared herself for our night of fun by putting on some sexy underwear and had a few drinks to relax before Bob arrived. When Ellen has a few drinks she pretty much loses her inhibitions and will do most anything sexually. Bob arrived at 12:00am as planned and we had a drink with him first and made some small talk. Ellen again sat with him on the couch while I sat in my recliner. While we were talking Ellen started rubbing Bob's crotch and pretty soon he had a huge bulge in his pants. Bob told me he couldn't believe how fortunate he was to have met Ellen and had never dreamed that he would be having a three-way with her husband too.I assured him again that I was cool with the arraignment as long as Ellen still loved me and would not ever leave me and the kids. I told him it was only sex and I still loved her very much. I told him that if it ever started to affect our relationship I would have to ask her to stop seeing him. He agreed that he didn't want to come between me and Ellen, or cause our breakup. He said to let him know if it ever came to that point and he would back out.Because Ellen was stroking Bob through his slacks he was getting pretty turned on and he started playing with Ellen's breasts. The lacy underwear she was wearing had crotch less panties and a nipple less bra. Bob started sucking on Ellen's nipples while she continued to rub his hard-on through his slacks. This scene was really making me hard too and precum was leaking out of my dick like a faucet causing a wet spot in the front of my sweatpants. Ellen then unbuckled and unzipped Bob's slacks and fished out his eight inch monster. Precum was leaking out of its foreskin and she rubbed the skin up and down over the head. Ellen then bent over and started sucking on Bob's cock and looked over at me and winked. When she did that I pulled my sweatpants down and let my cock free and gave it a few strokes while watching her suck on Bob. After a few minutes Ellen suggested we go to the bedroom and get more comfortable. We all went to the bedroom and undressed. I asked Ellen what she wanted to do first She told me to lay on the bed first and then she crawled on top of me in a sixty-nine position. She then started sucking me and I started eating her very wet pussy. She then told Bob to get on the bed behind her and told him to fuck her doggy style. Bob got on the bed and positioned his self behind her. When I looked up I got a close-up view of Bob's cock just as he was starting to put it in Ellen's hot little pussy. I moved my head down from Ellen's pussy and he started to slowly ram his huge cock in and out of her. Ellen was still sucking on my cock and the view of Bob pistoning in and out of her cunt was really getting me hot. After a minute or two I put my mouth on her clit and started sucking and licking it trying to stay away from Bob's cock. Because of the way we were all positioned occasionally my nose would rub against Bob's cock. I was really getting off on this arraignment and I finally let my tongue lick on the underside of Bob's cock a few times while it was sliding in and out of Ellen's pussy. I then finally stopped giving Ellen's clit any attention and just rested my tongue on the underside of Bob's dick as it was sliding in and out of Ellen. Ellen had cum twice already and then Bob started picking up the pace and I knew he was ready to blast off too. He finally let out a moan and then rammed it home one more time and left it there. He left his cock buried in Ellen and jerked and few times and pulled out. When Bob's cock plopped out, it landed on my mouth and left a small amount of his cum on my lips. Also a few seconds later Ellen's pussy spasmed and a large wad of Bob's and hers secretions came out and landed on my face. I licked this up and then buried my face into Ellen's freshly fucked pussy. I licked her for a few more minutes which gave her another orgasm and I blasted off in her mouth too. When then rested for awhile and watched a XXX video. While watching the video Ellen played with our now soft dicks and we sucked on her breasts and kissed her. After about 30 minutes Bob and I were again ready for some more action and so was Ellen. I asked Ellen if she would like to try a double penetration with us and she said she would like that. Because I am larger physically, I got on the bottom and Ellen straddled me and I penetrated her pussy. Bob then got behind her and after lubing up his cock penetrated her ass. She let out a scream up not a scram of pain, but of shear delight. We worked up a rhythm but because Ellen was so worked up she kept pulling off of my shorter fat dick and banging hard onto Bob's cock in her ass. It must have taken up a good twenty minutes before I came and then Bob shot off in her ass a few minutes later. Ellen was panting and crying out, "Harder, fuck me harder." the whole time. Bob pulled out of her ass after a few seconds and then she clasped on me and gave me a big kiss. I told her to turn around that I wanted to see what damage Bob had done to her ass. She turned around with her ass sticking in my face. Her poor little rosebud was all red and puffy and a little bit of Bob's leavings were starting to dribble out. I put my face up to her ass started tonguing and licking her well used hole. It had a different taste than what I have been eating out of her snatch, but it was still heady and pleasant not the less. After I cleaned up her ass and crotch with my tongue we all hopped in the shower. While in there we all peed on each other while standing under the warm water. Ellen and even took a drink from each of our dicks and then spit it in our face. If not for the fact that we had already cum twice we probably would have had another go at her. But we were too tired and Bob had to be getting home to Nona anyway. Bob thanked us for the good time and we agreed to get together again soon. Ellen gave him a big wet kiss and squeezed his dick through his slacks and he left.Continued... |
bestlaid.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/bestlaid.txt | Holly Hamill was a little drunk. Not much, just a little tipsy and giggly. She walked into the living room of the old house with her husband Matt. Just behind them came her sister Riannon and her husband Sean. They had all been out to dinner and had had a few bottles of wine.Holly was twenty five, tall and willowy with very long, coltish legs that went up to a very muscular butt. Her 34B breasts were just the right size for her slight frame. She had a pretty face with long brown hair and bee stung lips.Riannon was twenty two, slightly shorter and much curvier then her sister. She had 36C breasts and a round, heartshaped ass. Her short black hair framed a pixeyish face with a pug nose and green eyes.The Hamill sisters had been out celebrating their anniversaries. They had been married on the same day, but two years apart. Everyone still called them the Hamill sisters even though they were married. Holly had taken over the house when their mother moved out. Riannon and Sean lived in Durham and she was finishing college at UNH.Holly had been married for three years and Riannon just a year. They had both decided that they wanted to start their families now and start having children. They had always been especially close, even for sisters, and had hatched the plan to try to become pregnant on the same day so that their children might be born at the same time. Their husbands had been enthusiastic participants to the scheme.The first part of the plan had been to go out tonight and have a good time and get a buzz on to relax. Holly had worn a classic little black dress with spaghetti straps and black thigh-high stockings with four inch high "fuck me" pumps. Riannon had worn an iridescent green dress that clung to her curvy butt and boobs and the same heels as her sister. They were a stunning pair.The plan was for them to all go back to the house and then Holly and Matt would retire to their bedroom while Riannon and Sean used the guest room downstairs. Holly poured them all another glass of wine and they sat down to chat and catch up for a few minutes all of them in anxious anticipation of what was to come.Both Holly and Riannon were a little high and their inhibitions, and they didn't have many, all were falling by the wayside. Riannon looked over at her handsome husband sitting next to Holly's equally handsome man and smiled.She leaned over to her sister's ear and whispered "Let's give them a dance to get them started. They'll go crazy!"Holly stood up and walked over and hit Play on the CD player and some jazzy blues started to fill the room. She walked back to her sister and took her hand and they danced to the middle of the room and faced their husbands.Riannon and Holly started to move their hips and bodies to the music. Holly looked Matt in the eye and started to teasingly lift the hem of her short black dress and then let it drop back again. She let the straps fall off her shoulders and they caught on her upper arms stopping the dress from falling just by catching on the upper swells of her breasts. Both Sean and Matt had sizable tents in the front of their pants.Riannon was finding it hard to move as sensuously as she wanted in the tight green dress. She looked over to Sean and licked her lips and hen reached for the side zipper on the dress. She slowly worked it down and the dress fell and pooled at her feet. She stepped out of it. All she was wearing now was a very brief pair of dusky rose boyshorts and a strapless see-through bra of the same color. A string of pearls and the slutty heels completed her outfit.Holly looked over at her sister slightly shocked. Not by her semi-nudity, they were too close for that to be a surprise; instead it was because how turned on she was to see her own sister almost nude and moving to the music. Holly realized that her sister had grabbed the spotlight and she was determined to get it back. She let the thin straps fall down her arms and her dress was on the floor. Holly hadn't bothered with any underwear, she figured it would be coming off soon enough when they got home and, anyway, it drove Matt crazy to know she was sitting in the restaurant naked under her dress. Holly stood in the middle of the floor in just a pair of sheer black thigh high stockings and her black "fuck me" heels.Matt and Sean were squirming on the couch as the girls looked at each other and smiled. Curvy Riannon bursting out of her bra and panties and willowy Holly nude except for her spectacular legs encased in sheer black nylon. Each thought how sexy the other looked and their bodies moved towards each other.Sean and Matt both groaned as Holly reached out and kissed her sister deeply on he mouth. Growing up, the girls had practiced kissing with each other and as they got older, some of the sessions had led to heavy petting. By the time Holly was fifteen, she would make thirteen year old Riannon cum using her fingers while gently sucking her sisters developing tits. They had started dating by then and their attention was transferred to other people, but they still occasionally enjoyed that intimate closeness with each other.Their husbands were aware of their special closeness. The summer after Holly and Matt were married they had gone on a sailing vacation in the Islands with Riannon and Sean who were living down there that winter and had access to a good sized sailboat. They had spent two idyllic weeks sailing and then anchoring for the night in secluded coves. They first day out both Holly and Riannon had shed their tops and for the remainder of the trip were topless all day long. Sean and Matt had enjoyed the sight of the tan and sexy sisters sunning naked on the deck. At night, Sean and Riannon slept in the forward cabin while Holly and her husband slept in the main cabin or on deck if it was a nice night. Except there wasn't a lot of sleep involved.The first night on the boat, Holly and Matt were laying on their bed when the sounds of Riannon and Sean having sex drifted down from the forward cabin. Not just sex, but nasty, dirty sex. Riannon kept moaning for Sean to fuck her harder and deeper and the boat rocked as he pounded her."FUCK ME!! FUCK ME LIKE THE LITTLE SLUT I AM!!" Riannon yelled out.Matt turned to Holly with a questioning look. Holly just smiled and shook her head. Then she reached down for her husbands cock."My sister has always been a screamer." She said as she slowly started to jack Matt's cock up and down. "Wait until she cums." Holly's head sank down and she wrapped her lips around his cock. It took just a few minutes for Matt to blow a huge load in her mouth just as Riannon screamed through another orgasm. He fell asleep with Holly curled up at his side.In the morning, they all had a long, frank discussion. Holly and Riannon had told the guys about their past history, some of the men and women they had slept with and how they always were taught that sharing was good. Matt and Sean, not being stupid, agreed and the rest of the trip had passed in an almost constant orgy of swapping and fucking.Matt learned that Riannon really got off on anal sex, the harder the better. She liked to have her hands bound or handcuffed and to pretend to resist while he lubed up her muscular behind and fucked her ass hard. Her orgasms that she reached this way were off the scale, even for her. They had to make sure they were anchored way out in the cove every night.Sean discovered that Holly's pussy was shaved bald and that she had en incredibly long clit that stuck out of her pussy lips when she was aroused. She also ejaculated when she came hard after a long session of sucking her clit and fucking her hard. She loved to turn him on with dirty talk as he pounded her.They had spent a couple of blissful weeks together but had not had a chance to repeat their exploits except for a brief couple of days at Riannon and Sean's wedding. Riannon had been married with Matt and Sean's cum seeping out of her pussy and asshole. And if anybody had checked, they would have caught the subtle odor of her pussy on Holly's face and fingers.Now, here they were on their shared anniversary and the girls slipped into each others embrace. Holly reached between her sister's big breasts for the front closure of the bra. She slipped her hands under the cups and eased them off Riannon's boobs and gently caressed and pulled at her thick nipples. Riannon slid her hand down between them and slowly stroked Holly's long clit. Both of the Hamill girls started to moan into each other's mouth.Sean and Matt had stripped on the couch and were stroking their cocks. Matt had a thick seven inch dick that fit perfectly in his sister-in-laws ass. He was tall and in great shape from working out. Sean had a magnificent nine incher that drove girls wild. He knew it wasn't just the size that mattered and was a very skillful cocksman.Holly and Riannon looked over at their handsome men. They had agreed ahead of time that they would only fuck their own husbands this weekend as they wanted to become pregnant. They were sorely tempted as they looked over at their husbands masturbating on the couch. Riannon felt a tingle in her butt as she remembered Matt's cock parked up there and Holly remembered the ecstasy of nine inches of cock packed in her spasming pussy but they had a mission tonight.The girls tottered over to the couch in their high heels. They knelt before their husbands and gripped the cocks before them. Holly kissed the head of Matt's cock and slipped her lips around it's head. She slowly lowered her head and it hit the back of her throat. She bobbed up and down a few times, then bottomed out again and started to work her throat muscles. In a minute she had deep throated his big dick, her lips resting on his pubic hair. Matt groaned.Riannon looked over when she heard the groan. She had been licking along the sides of Sean's giant horsecock. It was so big, she had a hard time giving him head. When she saw her sister deep throating Matt, she tingled in her pussy and had a little orgasm. She had never seen anybody do that before. She watched Holly's throat muscles work on Matt's dick and reached into her panties to finger herself. She had had enough; she was ready to fuck."Sean, I want you to bend me over the couch and fuck the shit out of me! I want your big cock all the way up my tight cunt and I want you to shoot your white hot sperm deep into my pussy and make me pregnant! Come on honey, Fuck me! Fuck me now!!"Sean reached down and pulled his panting wife to her feet. He bent her over the arm of the couch and tore the boyshorts from her hips. He held onto the torn material as he lubricated the tip of his cock in the moisture weeping from her pussy. Then he started to feed his cock into her cunt."I'm going to fuck you until your eyes cross, you dirty little slut! You've been teasing me for two days and I have a big load of cum built up for you. There's enough to make three women pregnant! I'm going to stuff these torn panties in your slutty little mouth so you don't disturb the neighbors. Now take it all!"With that, Sean bent forward and stuffed the torn panties in her mouth. The ends hung out past her lips and her groans were muffled. He slid another two inches into her tight pussy and she let out a muffled yell.Holly looked over at her sister. She had been lost in the pleasure of blowing her husband, but the muffled shout got her attention. She saw her sister sweating and red in the face with the torn lacy panties stuffed in her mouth and then watched as inch after inch of Sean's cock packed her tight cunt. Holly got on the couch on all fours facing her sister and begged Matt to fuck her.Matt slid all seven inched into his wife's sopping pussy. Holly grunted and reached out and held her sister's hands in her own. The two husbands started fucking their hot wives in rhythm."Fuck me Matt! Fuck my hot wet cunt! Give it to me harder, I won't break. Shoot your hot cum deep in my pussy! Shoot a baby into me, that's what I want! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK MEEEE!!!"This last was a scream as she came. Riannon looked up through hooded eyes at her spaming sister. She looked so beautiful, her face was flushed from cumming and her boobs swung in time with her husbands thrusts. She pulled the tattered lace from her mouth and bent forward and kissed Holly gently on the lips."You look so beautiful." she whispered to Holly "Your gorgeous long legs have your tight butt way up in the air, just the right angle for Matt to slam you good. You're taking it like a dirty little slut. Do you like it? Do you like being pounded like a cheap slutty girl? I love it! I love to be slammed hard. Sean's cock is way up my cunt. I'm full of cock! UGGGGH! UGGGGGH! I'm there!!!"Riannon let out a piercing scream and her dirty words and sexy kiss set Holly off again too. Nobody heard their mother Emma come in the front door.Emma Hamill was in her mid forties, tall and very slender with short brown hair. She still had small A cup breasts that rode high on her chest and a tight muscular ass. She had been divorced from the girl's father for many years and had never gotten married again. She had gone back to school and become a teacher and lived a couple towns over. She had stopped by the house because she knew Riannon was visiting and the sight that greeted her stopped her in her tracks with a gasp.Her younger daughter Riannon was a screaming sweaty mess bent naked over the arm of the couch and cumming hard. Her son-in-law's enormous cock was plowing in and out of her wet spasming pussy. Emma had never seen such a long cock and was both fascinated and excited. Holly was shaking like a rag doll and also cumming hard, almost convulsing in pleasure. Emma felt her pussy starting to get wet.Emma had grown up during the golden age of sexual freedom and had had many partners before she got married and had babies. Since her divorce, she had had a few partners, but for the past few years all her orgasms had been self induced. She had been very frank with the girls when they were growing up and they felt free, for the most part, to tell her of their sex lives although she had no idea of the orgy on the sailboat. She felt her body start to flush with sexual excitement as she watched her girls in such obvious orgasmic pleasure.Suddenly Sean let out a yell and started to shoot his cum deep into Riannon's wet pussy. She could feel his cock swell and the sperm hitting the inside of her cunt. She grunted and became light headed, almost passing out. Matt, watching the other couple, was overcome and started to shoot five days worth of cum deep into his wife. She fell forward with him on top of her gasping for air.Emma had heard enough when she came in to guess what the girls were up to and she found it very erotic that she might have watched both her daughters getting pregnant. She had never seen them having sex before and the four beautiful bodies before her turned her on. She was surprised at her arousal, but turned on never the less. She cleared her throat."That looked like fun. Whose idea was it to try and get pregnant at the same time?"Four heads snapped around to look at her. Holly, in a post coital bliss, looked up at Emma through hooded eyes and noticed her mother wasn't wearing a bra under her thin shirt and that her nipples were rock hard. Holly had always admired her mother's beauty and strength and realized with a rush she always had a crush on her. She knew her mother had been in a dry spell lately, sexually speaking, and decided to see how far she could press her mother."Mom, what are you doing here? Sorry you had to catch us like this. This wasn't exactly our plan but we just got carried away." Holly pulled herself off Matt's cock, making sure Emma got a good look at it.Emma had seen her daughters nude many times over the years, but had never seen them in a post orgasmic blush like this. Holly's long legs ran up to her shaved pussy and it was leaking Matt's seed. Riannon looked up through tousled hair at her mother and smiled as Sean started to snake his giant cock from her well used cunt. She could fell it as he withdrew every inch and Emma took it all in."I just stopped by to see Riannon and I guess I saw more then I bargained for." She joked. Her pussy was getting very wet and she unconsciously rubbed her thighs together."Sorry Mommy!" Riannon arose and walked to her mother and gave her a big hug. Her big breasts crushed into Emma's almost flat chest and her thick nipples rubbed against Emma's taut nubs. Her mother shivered. The whole room reeked of sex and Emma was getting more light headed. "Let's get dressed and we can talk." Riannon murmured."Don't get dressed on my account. I'll just run along.""No!" Holly almost shouted "No, stay a minute." She noticed Emma's eye's drift down to Sean's still semi-hard prick. "I know what she wants!" Holly thought, smiling. She got up and walked over to hug her mother and her tiny buttonlike nipples dug into Emma's chest just like her sister's had.Emma was starting to quiver with pent up lust. She knew she had to go, but Holly took her arm and led her to the couch. She sat down in one corner and pulled her mother down next to her. The air was heavy with the musk of cum and pussy and Emma lost all her normal reasoning ability.Holly was still on an orgasmic high, her face and upper chest still pink with excitement. She knew her mother had been in a dry spell lately and she felt so much love towards her that she wanted her to feel as good as she did. Emma's glance at Sean's monster cock gave Holly the idea that she needed. She leaned over and whispered in her mother's ear."Mommy, I saw you staring at Sean's big dick. It feels so good inside you, I've had it in me many times. Wouldn't you like some of that? Would you like Sean's big cock way up your tight cunt. Would you like to be a dirty, slutty girl tonight? Would you like Sean's cum coating your pubic hair and running down your thighs? HMMMM??"The other three could hear Holly whispering to Emma and watched as her hands slid around to the front of Emma's body and slid up her chest underneath her tee-shirt. They gently caressed her small boobs and she started to flick her fingers on her mother's nipples. An electric jolt went from Emma's nipples to her pussy and she started to moan."This is so, so wrong! This is my little girl! I can't be enjoying this! Oh, God but I am. My pussy is soaked! Oh honey, please don't stop!" Emma's brain was a jumbled, horny mess.Holly started to pull the shirt up Emma's chest. The others could see her flat belly appear and then the underside of her breasts. Emma sat forward as Holly worked the shirt over her head. Emma's nipples were hard and stood off her almost flat chest. Riannon walked over and kissed her mother, her tongue slipping into Emma's mouth. She pulled back and looked at her mother with lust clouded eyes."Mommy, Sean would love to pack that big cock into your tight pussy. Let me help you get your pants off." Riannon reached for the snap on Emma's jeans. She unsnapped and then unzipped her mothers jeans. She reached up to the waist and slowly slid them off Emma's legs. Now all she was wearing was a pair of bright blue panties.They all stared at Emma for a moment. Holly gently played with her nipples as Emma writhed on the couch. Riannon moved between her mother's legs and slid to the floor in front of her."You look so sexy Mom! Sean is so huge, I'd better help get you ready." Riannon slid the panties to one side and could see Emma's glistening pussy. She licked her lips and then started to kiss her mother's upper thighs.Emma felt a jolt go right from her daughter's tongue to her cunt. She started to drip with excitement. Riannon slowly worked her lips around her mother's lips and then kissed her on her clit. Emma screamed at the top of her lungs. "I guess I see where Riannon gets that from." Sean thought. He had always found his pretty mother-in-law sexy, but never in his wildest dreams did he think he would get to fuck her. His cock was at full erection and he walked over to the trio on the couch."Are you ready for Sean's huge cock?" Riannon asked her panting mother, already knowing the answer. "He's going to pack all of that monster into you, Mommy. He's gonna fuck your ass off. Is that what you want? Do you want my husband to fuck you? Do you want to be packed full of cock and have your slutty cunt stretched? Holly and I have already had it, I think my Mommy should try it to. Tell me what you want. I wont let him fuck you until you do."Riannon was holding Sean back from Emma. Her mother looked down with hooded eyes at her younger daughter. "Let me have it, honey. Mommy wants cock. She wants your husband's cock. I want all of it pounding me to orgasm. I want your husband to FUCK ME!!"The last two words were shouted at her daughter. Riannon let go of Sean and he notched his cock at the entrance to Emma's pussy. He slid in the first few inches and Emma had an orgasm. She was red faced and sweating, her head turning back and forth. Sean slid three more inches into the tight cunt and Emma started to cry, tears of lust and joy rolling down her face.Holly was still massaging her mother's breasts and was getting very horny herself. She slid one hand down to her own pussy and started to play with her long clit. In just a minute she was cumming, trembling and moaning.Riannon was getting horny again as she watched Sean pack inch after inch of his cock into her mother's tight pussy. She looked over at Matt and smiled and wiggled her beautiful bum at him. He got up from the chair where he was sitting and walked towards her."Get down on your hands and knees!" Matt ordered Riannon to the floor. It was a game she loved. She got down on the rug next to where here husband had started to slowly fuck his big cock in and out of her mother on the couch. She rested her head on Holly's lap and looked over her shoulder.Matt took her hands and bound them together behind her back with her torn panties. Riannon was a natural submissive and loved for her hands to be tied together when she had sex. Matt took his seven inch cock and lubricated it with Sean's semen that was seeping out of Riannon's freshly fucked pussy and placed it at the entrance to her tight asshole. He slid it in and Riannon grunted as he worked the thick cock up her tight ass.On the couch, Sean had lifted Emma's ankles up onto his shoulders and started to pound his long cock deep into his mother-in-law's pussy. She stared at him for a minute, sweaty and panting and then her eyes rolled back into her head."Do you like getting fucked like a little slut? How does my nine inches of cock feel packed into your tight, hot cunt? Both your daughters love it. Riannon likes me in her cunt and Matt pounding her ass but Holly likes to deep throat Matt while I fuck her. Which would you like?"Emma's whole body was covered in a light sweaty sheen. Holly's fingers were gently caressing her hard nipples and tight breasts. She couldn't remember ever feeling so slutty. All she could do to answer Sean was offer a series of deep groans and grunts. With out warning her body tensed and she let out a loud scream. Moisture flooded her pussy and flowed down Sean's big dick.Matt was fucking hard into Riannon's tight ass. He quickened his pace as he neared climax. Riannon looked up with lidded eyes at her big sister. She moved her head slightly to get nearer Holly's pussy and quickly flicked her tongue across her sister's big clit. The sudden stimulation caused Holly to cum with a loud scream and she squirted a mixture of her girl cum and Matt's sperm onto her sister's face.Riannon looked over her shoulder at Matt. Her face was dripping cum and sweat. "Cum now Matt, cum up my tight ass. Make your wife watch you shoot way up my butt. Make me your little slut!"It was too much for Matt and he shot his sperm deep into his sister-in-law's ass. He pulled out and shot the last few spurts onto her back so his wife could watch. Riannon fell onto her side, exhausted.On the couch, Sean was working Emma into a frenzy. She was thrashing back and forth and grunting with each thrust of her son-in-law's huge cock. Sean knew he was going to cum soon."Emma, can I shoot inside you, are you on the pill?"Emma looked at him with lust filled eyes. "Cum inside me you big motherfucker! I'm not on the pill, but I should be OK. If not, you'll be shooting both a son or daughter and a sister or brother-in-law into me. NOW FUCK ME LIKE THE CHEAP SLUT I AM!"All of them watched as Sean thrust one last time into her tight pussy and unloaded a massive dose of cum deep into her. Emma could feel the big cock grow and pulse inside her. Her eyes got wide and she screamed at the top of her lungs and then passed out.She came to with her daughters and their husbands bent over her with worried looks. "It's OK, I've just never came so hard in my life. Sean, that was the biggest cock and best fucking I've ever had in my life. I'll be so jealous of Riannon and Holly knowing what they get every night now."Holly looked at her mother. "Who says you have to be jealous? We can all share. I think the guys will like having three pussies to fuck."-Fin-Any comments or suggestions welcome to [email protected] |
jealousy.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/jealousy.txt | I'd actually known Inez in a casual way for about a year before that last afternoon. I first bumped into her -- literally -- at a farmers' market in Union Square on a mid-October Saturday morning. I was carrying a sizable pumpkin destined to give its all for the furtherance of merriment and atmosphere at a Halloween party. She was crouched low to examine some unusual apples from Upstate. She backed into my path and stood abruptly, nearly knocking the pumpkin out of my arms. Being not nearly as dumb as I look, I did everything I could to prolong the conversation.After all, Inez was one helluva sexy package and a powerful argument for the colorblind miscegenation of her native Venezuela, with her ochre-highlighted hair, her glowing, swarthy complexion and her lush lips and big brown eyes. But as pretty as she was, the truth is that it was her body that aroused my instant attention and lust. Standing there on a mild autumn day in her spray-on jeans and a black body-stocking, Inez's figure was testimony to her heritage and her then-current job: personal trainer to the rich and healthy. She had strong, curvy legs, rounded hips, a shockingly tiny waist and breasts that were simply perfect. Her tits were bounteous, rounded mounds that stood high and proud on her ribcage, defiantly braless and defying gravity.As it turned out, we did have some things in common, among them, an appreciation for fine coffee and wines. And I happened to have an invitation to a private wine tasting the following Friday.I gave her my phone number without asking for hers -- no sense in pushing it -- and told her to call if she was interested.And so it went. We would go to wine tastings together, or visit one of the coffee bars then springing up around Midtown like so many mushrooms after a cloudburst. In all, we saw each other every two or three weeks. We would chat about this and that and the other. Bit by careful bit, she let me learn about her.I don't want to imply that she didn't talk or tell me anything. She readily told me what it was like growing up with her brothers and sisters in a middle-class suburb of Caracas. She freely talked of college (journalism, Northwestern, '88). She spoke at some length -- and with great animation, in fact -- of the difficulties of getting a decent job in her chosen field.But she didn't give much away (to be generous in characterization) about her current personal life. She lived in a studio in the Village and did the personal-training bit to cover most of her expenses in between the rare freelance article, she liked to rent videos and read books and listen to music, and that was just about it.I was making no headway with her, and my condition (acute lust) was worsening. And there was no way she didn't know the effect she had on me.For instance, the evening we stopped into Starbuck's near the UN. With the wind chill, the temperature on the icy street felt like 10 below zero. As soon as we got inside, Inez whipped off her big down-filled parka and sat, beaming and grinning and thoroughly enjoying the fact that I could not stop glancing at her braless, glorious tits and wildly hardened nipples -- which were clearly displayed through the thin white Lycra top. I asked if she wanted to borrow my sweater. Her smile broadened, displaying all of her perfectly even, white teeth.She glanced down at her nipples, than looked me right in the eye and said, "Oh, no, I'm not cold anymore," as if daring me to say anything, And then there was that February evening after a wine tasting at the Water Club. We'd wandered up to the second floor and were looking across the East River at Brooklyn as the sun was setting. It was that delightful moment when darkness had already enfolded the ground, but the sun's rays were still turning the jets over JFK and LaGuardia into golden flecks of graceful wonder. I pointed this out to her, standing behind her. She leaned back against me, and of course I slid my arms around her. She covered my hands with hers at her waist and whispered, "Oh, this feels so nice." I can still feel the warm, taut weight of her against me, and I can still recall precisely the delicate scent she wore: something with sandalwood in it.But that night, as on every similar occasion, the moment of contact was fleeting, if intense -- and clearly terminated. We almost never touched, and any suggestions that I take her home or that she visit my apartment were politely declined. She was civil but coolly made it clear: It wasn't going beyond casual companionship.And it wasn't as if I didn't know she had other activities. About half the times when I'd suggest going somewhere, she'd decline, pleading other commitments, usually without elaborating. On one occasion -- which promised to be a truly spectacular wine tasting -- she'd finally told me that she also picked up a little extra by looking in on and walking pets for neighbors who were out of town. In fact, a colleague in the Village reported having seen her on several occasions walking various dogs, ranging from a pair of perfectly coiffed toy poodles to what he called a "mastiff the size of a Volkswagen."I found it difficult not to wonder about those "other commitments." She made it clear she lived alone and equally clear that she didn't have a steady boyfriend. I wondered if she might be lesbian -- or if some awful event, like an assault, had made her wary of getting too close. To anyone.I don't want to sound like I was pining away with unrequited lust for Inez and never had any outlets, because that simply wasn't the case. As a fairly successful account exec in my mid-30s, fit and civil and not too hard to look at, I was not exactly doomed to a monastery. Not at all. Paula stopped by twice on her way from Philadelphia to her family's place in New Hampshire. And there was Reena, the tall, lavishly upholstered designer from our art department, who decided to favor me with a weekend fling before settling down with her long-time boyfriend in his new location: Los Angeles.And, of course, there was Julie.Now, I am an unabashed tit man. In fact, I like to think of myself as a connoisseur of mammaries. There's an old adage that anything more than a mouthful is wasted, but it's not true for me. What I can't get into my mouth is subject to my fingers, not to mention my eyes. I can appreciate the beauty of a shapely ass, the promise of lovely legs, but...ahhh -- tits!Julie hardly had any tits. She was slim in the extreme, to the point where if she ever lost weight, she'd become waifish. Julie was Vietnamese by extraction (she'd been born and raised on the Left Coast) and about 15 years younger than me -- but for some reason, the first time we looked at each other, we both knew we were going to be fucking very, very soon. Two hours after we met -- in a housewares' store -- we were in my apartment and stripping each other as fast as we could.Julie was never nude with me, but she was almost always naked. Standing five-and-a-half-feet tall, I guess she weighed about a hundred pounds -- and it was all lean and strong and lithe. She had very sparse, straight pubic hair, no hips and tits about the size of ping-pong balls topped by the most incredibly tiny and sensitive nipples I'd ever encountered.Julie and I fucked liked bunnies almost every Sunday for the three months while she stayed with relatives in Manhattan and took summer courses at Columbia. She'd ring my intercom at noon, and by 12:15, we'd be naked and sweating and having the time of our lives. She could cum like very few women I'd ever known: incessantly and variously. Sometimes she came just sucking me off as I toyed with her nipples. Every now and then she would get, as she put it, "fuck crazy," and then she'd really let go, demanding that I pinch and pull her nipples, or use my teeth (carefully) on her clitoris or even ram my erection up her ass. (Which was really an amazing sensation; as tight and warm as her narrow pussy was, her ass would coat my cock like hot, newly poured rubber. And she would cum.) Sometime between seven and eight every Sunday night, Julie would clumsily stagger into the shower and, after drying off, dress herself, brush her hair, give me a daffy grin from the door of my bedroom -- where I'd usually be laying inert, too spent to do more than wave -- and then let herself out.To this day, I don't know exactly what the chemistry was between us, but it was pretty powerful.Nonetheless, the woman I craved was Inez, and I was getting nowhere fast. In fact, I didn't even know where to find the map. But that would change -- unfortunately.I was in Amsterdam -- for the first time -- on business, and it was a particularly grueling job this time. Concorde to Paris, then Airbus to Holland, straight into five hours of meetings and presentations, followed by negotiations over dinner, then back to the client's offices to draw up a draft agreement. I was one of the walking wounded when I finally got to my hotel at what was, by my internal clock, seven in the morning. At eleven (local time) the next morning, I was awake and restless -- You know: wired and tired -- and still had six hours to kill before heading back to Paris and the trip home to New York.I figured it would be a shame to be in Amsterdam and see nothing of it. So I went for a walk. It was a gray day, but Amsterdam was still a lovely city for walking.I found myself in the red-light district and decided to take a peek inside one of the notorious sex shops. I'd heard wild stories. What I saw within 15 minutes of browsing convinced me they were all true. You could buy anything there -- literally. Not just gay and lesbian and fisting and bathroom sports films; they had tapes of people puking on each other and piercing parts of their bodies. They had films of little kids fucking each other and being fucked by adults (and none of the kids on the covers looked particularly enthusiastic about toiling over the genitals of paunchy, middle-aged people).And they had animal tapes. Men and women fucking and being fucked by dogs, goats, sheep, pigs, snakes, horses and donkeys. Even eels.One of them caught my eye. A lithe young woman with breasts large enough to be squashed on the blanket-covered bale on which she lay was clenching her fists in the cloth and her face was contorted in what appeared to be a scream. Which was understandable, considering the size of the donkey dong quite clearly burrowing into her from above.But the face sent a chill through me. It could easily have been a young Inez. I examined the box. The writing was in French, German, Dutch and Spanish. No English. Which was fine, because my French and Spanish were more than adequate."`New from South America, long out of circulation of young slut who fucks dogs, donkeys and even a pony!'"The store employees were very helpful. They explained the Customs inspections and cheerfully transferred that tape and another featuring the same Inez lookalike to NTSC videocassettes on which the first 15 minutes showed the standard boring tourist pitch about the beauties of Holland. Lots of tulips, wooden shoes, canals and windmills.I went back to the hotel, claimed my single suitcase and headed for home. The Customs inspectors at JFK asked if I had anything to declare, I pointed to the tapes and showed the receipts, and they stamped me through in no time.At home, on Manhattan's East Side, I showered and called the office, leaving my boss a voicemail message. Too tired even to investigate the blinking light on my answering machine, I fell into bed for a few hours. When I woke, I was totally disoriented about the time. I had to squint to see the p.m. indicator next to the "11:13" on the clock. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I padded into the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of Evian and wandered back into the living room. I was too wired to sleep but too foggy to read.I remembered the tapes. My curiosity overcame my reluctance, and I popped the first into the VCR. I fast-forwarded past the fake tourist pitch and cut to the chase.One thing was clear: This was no high-budget production. It was obvious the feature had been shot on videotape. Even so, not much time had been wasted on outtakes. Or plot. The titles flashed by -- "Animal Slut!" -- and then I saw a few quick shots of a big luxury car entering a ranch. A Rich Man climbed out of the back as the chauffeur opened his door. Then came the girl. She was wearing a schoolgirl's outfit -- plaid skirt, white blouse, knee-socks -- and her hair was in pigtails around that un-made-up face. Except for the fullness of the blouse, she might have passed for a freshman or sophomore. She made a great show of being shy and polite. Then there was a single, brief close-up on her face.It was Inez.I watched, slightly stunned, as two of the helping hands from the ranch greeted them and led the trio of guests inside. Very quickly, Inez was being fondled and stroked and stripped. In a matter of seconds, it seemed, her compactly furred snatch was being expertly licked by the chauffeur while the two helpers attended to her wonderful tits and she sucked the Rich Man's cock. When the Rich Man mounted her, she quickly overcame the affected pain of defloration and soon was begging for --"Mas! Mas! Yo quiero MAS!"The chauffeur gave her mas and then both of the helping hands. She wasn't satisfied.That's when the chauffeur brought in the dog. He sniffed at her soaked pussy and began licking it. She jerked and moaned. The helpers bent her over a glass coffee table on which a pillow had been placed. The dog, a big mixed breed that appeared to have a lot of collie in him, obviously knew his business. In seconds, he was over her and his furry loins were thrusting. The perspective abruptly cut to beneath them, because there were plenty of good close-ups from beneath of that dog cock pumping in and out of her lightly furred pussy.Suddenly, the dog hunched forward and seemed to vibrate against her. The base of his cock began to swell inside her pussy. And kept swelling. And swelling. I'd read about that knot, but never imagined they got so big. It had to be at least three inches across.The perspective shifted, and there was Inez, screaming and writhing as the dog caught a tie with her. She screamed about being split, about him scalding her pussy, about cumming too much to breathe. I doubted she was acting. All the time, the dog was holding on to her with his front paws, his head was lolling on her shoulder, his mouth was open and his tongue was hanging out.There was an obvious cut in the action, because then the screen showed the dog pulling out of her and licking between her all but inert thighs before sitting and licking his own cock clean. The closing shot was a slow zoom between her trembling legs. There, beneath the twin quivering bumps of her perfect, tight ass, her cunt was clearly draining -- and just as clearly still distended.After that, the camera followed her into the barn where she took on a ram, and then the biggest damned Great Dane I'd ever seen. For this one, she was on her back on a bale of hay. When the dog came in her, Inez's feet -- wrapped high around his haunches -- twisted and her toes curled. Her orgasms were anything but faked on this one, too.At this point, I was staring at the screen, my mouth open and my cock rock-hard. By the time the film ended, I knew I was going to be choking the chicken. I was right, but it didn't provide the needed relief.Eventually, I did fall asleep, but I had dreams that were quite clearly influenced by the tape. With the same effect.As I dressed for work, I knew Inez and I were going to have to talk about this.It was the first time she'd ever been to my apartment. Maybe she felt more at ease about it because it was the middle of the afternoon. Maybe it was my tone of voice in telling her that I really wanted her to come over for a little talk. There was a brief interlude of chit-chat while I uncorked and poured some wine: How was your flight? How was the weather? Are you over your jet lag?They don't call it "small talk" for nothing.I told her I'd bought some videotapes while I was there -- the kind of tapes that are difficult to find here.Her expression never changed. She took a sip from her wine glass and put it on the end table. Her big, dark eyes dropped, then her gaze was back in place, meeting mine."You saw my films?"I nodded. "Two of them."She took a deep breath. Inez was maybe a shade over five-five and had a small frame. She had disproportionately large breasts, probably a C cup or larger (by my expert judgment) when she deigned to wear a bra. Inez taking a deep breath would be enough to distract a man in any case. Inez braless and taking a deep breath in a burgundy leotard was mind-boggling. Especially for a tit man."I was promised..." She shook her head. "It makes no difference. You have questions."I nodded. "When?""About... 10 years ago." Which would have made her 17 at the time of the barnyard romps."Why?"She snorted. "Why? Because I wanted things, pretty things, and I..." She shrugged. My eyes followed the jiggling of her tits for a moment. "I have no regrets, though. How'd you like them?""I was surprised," I said. "I never really got too much out of the idea of watching a woman with a dog or any other animals, really. I bought them because I thought I recognized your face.""What surprised you?""That it aroused me so much watching you orgasm like that, over and over, with the dogs and the horse and all. You weren't faking, were you?"She shook her head. "I wanted to do it, but at first I was inhibited about doing it in front of a camera. Especially with animals." She paused. "So they gave me some pills that made me -- more relaxed about things. Anyhow, I'd like to see the tapes."After a few seconds, I remembered to close my mouth. "You're kidding. You never saw them?"She shook her head, her mouth filled with wine. "I was underage to see such things. The law wouldn't want me to lose my innocence by seeing such things. Can I see them?"I took a deep breath. "Sure. I'll give them to you.""No -- I want to see them with you, see how you react seeing me with a dog. And men." There was a clear challenge in her tone and posture.She refilled her glass -- nearly emptying the bottle in the process -- put her feet up on the coffee table and took a sip, watching me over the rim of the glass. Her eyes were huge and liquid brown and knowing. She lowered the glass. "Well?" She smoothed the calf-length plaid skirt, accentuating the length and shapeliness of those fine legs."Now?""Why not?""Do you always answer a question with another question?""Do I?"Game, set and match. With more than a little unease, I rose and loaded the first tape into the VCR, then sat on the couch a foot or so from Inez, maintaining what had become her comfort zone around me. But as the crude titles flashed, she glanced at me. "Why are you all the way over there? Come closer."By the time young Inez on the screen was at the center of a swarm of men, her breathing was shallower and her nipples were clearly swollen inside the burgundy leotard. When screen Inez was being fucked by the second helper, the genuine article on the couch with me was twisting her hands in her lap and shifting from side to side. And then the first dog was fucking his knot into her."This is really hot!" she breathed. She grabbed my hand and used it to pull her shirt to her thighs, then jammed my knuckles against the soaked crotch of her leotard. She ground her pussy against my hand, moaning softly. "Oh, yes, I remember how it filled me...""Wait'll you see the Great Dane," I muttered. My cock was as stiff as a piece of iron.Watching her younger self with the ram seemed to take some of the edge off for her, but when she saw the Great Dane hunching his massive hindquarters, she fumbled the snaps open at her crotch and dragged her panties out of the way. "Put your fingers in me!" she hissed, forcing my hand against her wet crotch -- not that I put up any resistance. I extended two fingers and they slid into her pussy. She was a steamy, swampy morass inside. "He was so huge!"I reached over to tweak her nipples through the leotard. She shivered."Fuck me," she said softly, urgently. "Fuck me hard! I need to be fucked!"I looked at her, a bit surprised. Not that Inez never used such language -- it was rare, but she did when the situation merited it, such as in discussing the job market or Rush Limbaugh's relationship to accuracy -- but her tone was different. So was her face, especially her eyes. She seemed utterly consumed by lust, as if another Inez had emerged from some inner hibernation."Come on, fuck me, give it to me! Ream me out!" She said, her voice hoarse and her tone throaty. She pulled my hand from between her legs, drew her knees up to her chest and stripped off her panties. She sat her heels on the edge of the couch cushion on either side of her hips and thrust forward with her cunt. "Give it to me, you fucker!"Her eyes never left the screen, where young Inez had her legs up and over the Dane's back, holding on for dear life as the huge beast shagged madly into her. She grabbed my hand by the wrist and thrust it frantically against her cunt. I easily slipped a third finger into her slick, hungry pussy."More! Give -- me -- MORE!"She moaned and jerked when my pinky slid into her open pussy. Holding my forearm in both her hands, she jerked my fingers back and forth in her cunt as if she was holding a dildo. "More...more...more..."On the screen, the overheated young woman lay back, arms wide to each side, head bobbing and shaking loosely while her hips shook in time with the thrusts from big dog. On the sofa, the overheated young woman was jabbing my hand in her crotch and ramming her cunt with my fingers."MORE!"More? Inez had a very petite frame, and it simply didn't seem possible. On the other hand -- so to speak -- the young Inez on the screen was taking a dick as thick as her arm and loving it."Give... it... to... me!" she grunted.I folded my thumb across my palm and watched in astonishment as she drove my hand slowly into her cunt. It was difficult getting the wide base of my hand past her pubic bones, but she kept pushing her twat forward while driving my hand inward. I used my free hand to pull her pussy lips clear, and I watched and felt my hand slide wrist-deep into her molten pussy."Yessss!" She began bucking her hips, fucking my hand inside her cunt and arching her pelvis downward to rub her clitoris against the side of my wrist. "Fuck it -- fuck it -- fuck it!"On the screen, young Inez was screaming and cumming abundantly beneath the almost motionless dog: tie time. On the sofa, Inez was softly howling and cumming abundantly. And when Screen Inez had finally taken all of the dog's hot and copious jism and seemed sated for the moment, Sofa Inez was far from finished, now pounding my hand into her. I was worried about hurting her. She wasn't worried about anything. While the Energizer Bunny might have kept going... and going... and going, this sexy South American bunny kept cumming... and cumming... and cumming."I want to suck your cock, swallow your cum, make you cum in my mouth, drink you down..."The thought had a lot of appeal. However, given that I was somewhat less well-endowed than the Great Dane, getting my cock to the level of her mouth simply wasn't feasible while my hand was buried in her snatch. I pointed out this logistical dilemma to her."Don't care -- gotta swallow it, taste it." She pulled my hand back through the tightest part of her cunt. Her eyes rolled upward in their sockets, showing the whites. With a flick of her foot, she pushed the coffee table on its casters back from the sofa, then crouched in front of me. She unzipped me, pulled out my dick and promptly sucked it to the back of her mouth. While the screen behind her shifted to a shot of her on her hands and knees, presenting to a donkey who was being ably assisted by a chunky brunette, Inez gobbled my prick noisily, slurping and sucking very, very hard.But Inez was not content, not by a long shot. She groped behind her back with one hand until her fingers found the empty wine bottle. She set it on its base on the floor between her legs and lowered her pussy onto it. She took the neck into her cunt and started rolling her hips -- all the time sucking away at my dick -- and gradually drove the bottle into her pussy all the way to the top of the main label.The deeper she took the bottle, the deeper she seemed to hunger for my cock in her throat. Her head went lower and lower and then my glans was jammed through the constriction at the back of her throat and into her gullet. She was groaning and the vibrations were doing nothing to calm the bubbling in my nuts.Inez started bobbing her head and hips simultaneously, backing my cock out of her throat until only the knob was in her mouth as she raised her hips till maybe half the bottle's neck was still in her pussy. Then she'd drive her mouth back down on my cock until her nose was buried in my pubic hair while forcing her cunt down around the bottle. And none of this was happening slowly. She was bouncing on that bottle and bobbing on my cock. And cumming."Oh shit!" I moaned, and my balls lurched. She held my prick-tip in her mouth and vacuumed the cum up out of my balls. I spurted long and hard and then again, and Inez swallowed and sucked for more. The more I came, the crazier she seemed to get and the more of the bottle she absorbed into her vagina. By the time I was dried out, the top of the "Chateauneuf de Pape" identification was hidden inside her still hungry cunt.She wasn't done with my dick, though, and kept sucking as urgently as before, her tongue moving against the underside of my cock and making me want to scream with that familiar post-ejaculation hypersensitivity. I just couldn't give any more or take any more."Enough," I gasped.Her eyes suddenly focused, and her mouth-work halted. She let my limp dick ooze out of her mouth -- and stared, wide-eyed and slack-jawed as she came yet again. This time, though, she'd had enough and slowly dislodged the bottle from her twat. It came out with a little pussy fart and a slurp. She set the bottle out of the way and sat heavily on the floor, knees pulled up with her arms around them. She panted rapidly for a few moments. So did I. Neither of us spoke audibly, but our eyes were in alignment."Geez, am I sore!" she remarked, climbing unsteadily to her feet. Her knees visibly wobbled. She placed a throw pillow on the sofa and sat carefully next to me. She took my hand in both of hers and examined it. "I can't believe I did that.""Me neither. Especially when you grabbed my forearm and started using my hand like a dildo.""Hmmmm. How'd you like it?""It was an amazing turn on.""Really?" She seemed to be pondering that."And you couldn't get enough into your sweet pussy to scratch the itch, either."She seemed to be thinking about something as she distantly said, "So I guess you know, now.""I'm not sure," I suspected, though."Danny, I really like you, and I really like your company and going places and doing things with you.""You just don't find me attractive.""No! That's not it..."I stood. "Hey, my ego can handle the hit. Would you like some more wine?"She giggled and blushed. "Not the same bottle?"I shook my head. "I have a lovely Riesling.""Please."I went into the kitchen. A moment later, she stood in the doorway, watching as I uncorked the bottle and took down a pair of glasses. "I do find you attractive. It's just that -- well, now that you know about me, how can you respect me? How could you treat me?"I stared her in the eyes for a moment. "The same, but with more touching... I hope."Her eyes became wet. "No," she said. "No, you couldn't. You couldn't kiss me without knowing what had been in my mouth. You couldn't put it in me without remembering the dogs and goat and donkey. And yet you couldn't be with me without thinking how so many months passed when I would not do with you what I would do with animals."I poured some wine and tried to smile gently. "Of course I could, Inez. That was a long time ago." I handed her a glass. She sniffed it, swirled it expertly and took a sip, aspirating the wine against her palate."This is lovely," she said. She abruptly upended the glass and drained the wine. "Danny, you're wrong.""No, I know myself and...""Not that. About the time. It wasn't a long time ago.""But you said it was 10 years ago.""For the film, yes. But I haven't stopped. I still do it, every chance I get."The numbness started in my belly."Men always get possessive and demanding, wanting to trade attention or favors or companionship for sex, then acting like they own me. But the animals put no conditions on their affections. I prefer it -- I enjoy it more than I've ever enjoyed any man...or woman. I can just let go and indulge myself. I love the feeling when a big dog gets his knot in me and starts swelling and squirting. Nothing has ever given me as much pure, hedonistic pleasure -- and with no strings, no worries."Her nipples were hard inside the leotard."I don't need men -- or women -- for sex, Danny. And that's why we can't see each other again. Because I know what you'd be feeling every time we were together." She put her glass on the counter. "I'm sorry it has to be this way." She looked truly sad. "Tell me one thing?"I nodded mutely."What do you feel?"I took a deep breath and moistened my dry lips. "Jealousy."She inclined her head slightly. "Thank you for being honest. Good-bye."I stood, rooted in the kitchen, as she went into the living room. I heard movements, then the door opening and closing. I slowly raised my glass and sipped the wine. It was, indeed, lovely. And I felt totally detached, numb, as if I were moving in a dream. I went into the living room and locked the door -- and noticed that the tapes were gone.I never saw them -- or her -- again. But I cannot forget what happened that afternoon.And, to my surprise, I still cannot erase the images from those films from my memory. To this day, when I see a pretty girl walking a large dog, I remember what Inez told me and all-too-vividly recall the scenes from the tapes. I become aroused and feel a quick rush of anger.No -- not anger.Jealousy.END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 69 |
what.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/what.txt | During his first month on the job Paul was pretty respectful to me, but once he realized that I wasn't really the boss type things changed. One day after our shift, we were both up in the locker room. I had just stepped out of the shower and Paul was standing there with a grin on his face that made me feel like a complete fool."That has to be the smallest little prick I've ever seen." He said with his arms crossed in front of his over-developed chest. I was so humiliated; I felt my dick shrivel up even more. Paul was standing there confident I wouldn't be able to do anything, and he was right. I'm not a big guy. I stand 5' 8" and 150 pounds with a penis that strains to reach its fully erect 5 inches. Because of my job I'm wiry and strong, but next to him I look 12. Paul is 6' 4" and weighs in at over 230. The lucky bastard was also on the preferred list when they handed out cocks. While I stood naked, and humiliated with my dick betraying me as it shriveled close to my torso, his dangled limp and heavy. The thing had to be 6 «" long flaccid and thick in proportion to the rest of his body.From then on Paul has made a point of calling me "boy" or "pin-dick" or any number of degrading names. He also spread news of my shortcomings around the shop. As I'd pass fellow employees they'd shoot me knowing grins or giggle as I passed. Of course, it doesn't help that my wife prefers that I keep my pubic hair cropped close, and my balls shaved. It only adds to the pubescent boy remarks. I came out of the shower one night to find that someone had used bolt cutters on my locker and replaced my clothes with frilly pink lingerie. Paul snapped a picture as I opened the locker. I went home that night wearing my work uniform.One Friday night I stopped off at the pub after work. Paul and a group of our co-workers sat at a table and waved me over. I just shrugged and sat at the bar. I heard them all laughing over something Paul had muttered. I had a few beers and then gave a call home to Deb.Deb is the best thing that ever happened to me. We met when we were in our early twenties and everything just clicked. She had the greatest sense of humor, and was the most beautiful girl to ever give me serious consideration. She was a poster child for German genetics; 5' 9" tall, 120 lbs, a long-limbed blonde with a great figure and breasts that plastic surgeons could use as a template. Our first few years together were intensely sexual. There was no place or time too sacred. We had sex in public places to satisfy her exhibitionist streak, even though I was a bit uptight about it. The sex leveled off to normal proportions after we were married for a while, but lately had dropped off. Paul had managed to make me self-conscious about my body. I explained it away as stress on the job, and Deb seemed to understand. After all, I didn't want to tell her that the bully at work had made fun of my little dick. I felt my heart drop when she said, "I could go for a few drinks. I'll be right up."I wasn't the only one to notice when Deb walked into the bar. Her exhibitionist instincts hadn't abandoned her. She was wearing tight black Capri style pants and a white halter-top without a bra. Her legs and ass were gorgeous, and there must have been a chill in the air because her nipples were erect and pushing at the fabric of her top. Nearly every guy in the place had his eyes fixed on her - not to mention Paul. I could see the look of astonishment on my coworker's faces as she came and gave me a kiss before sitting down. I enjoyed a smug feeling of satisfaction. Deb had obviously come out for some fun.We enjoyed a few drinks and Deb started rubbing my thigh. I suggested going home for some recreation. She said, "Don't be in such a rush. And quit being so uptight." I relaxed and smiled, knowing I had a great night ahead of me. That is when Paul took a seat on the bar stool beside Deb."Hey buddy! I didn't see you sitting over here." Paul said. Then he looked over at Deb as though seeing her for the first time and said, "Hello. I don't think we've meant. I'm Paul. Your husband and I work together."I know. It sounds friendly and harmless enough, but that is what bothered me. Here was Paul, the bully, saddling up next to my wife like he was the most amiable guy in the world. It was as though he was daring me to tell him to go away. I should have. I didn't. She smiled and said, "Hi Paul. It's nice to meet you." They shook hands and Paul held her hand just a little too long. Paul ordered a round for us and started to chat her up and would occasionally include me in the conversation with phrases like, "Isn't that right, Boss?" or "You know what I'm talking about. Right, buddy?"Before too long I was getting pretty jealous. Deb had obviously had a few too many and wasn't showing signs of stopping. She was twirling her hair around her fingers while she and Paul talked. Her nipples were standing tall beneath the thin white fabric of her top, and it wasn't from chill air this time. I felt like a third wheel. When Paul got up to use the bathroom I asked her if we could go and continue where we had left off. She chastised me for wanting to ditch my friend and said we had the rest of the weekend for us. Paul came back and things picked up where they had left off. The conversation turned to teasing flirtation before too long, and I sought refuge in my beer.Last call came like a savior. We were finishing up our drinks and saying our goodbyes. Paul mentioned what a great time he had had with us, and how sad it was that the night was ending so soon. That's when Deb suggested that we go back to our place for a few more. I wanted to argue, but couldn't find a way to fill her in on Paul's and mine relationship without completely emasculating myself. We rode to our house in Paul's truck. He suggested that I had had a few too many. What a great guy, huh? I ended up in the cramped back seat. Paul had turned the radio up just enough that I was having trouble hearing their conversation. Paul said something to Deb that made her turn her head away and blush, then she turned back to face him as he stared at her confidently until she finally smiled and blushed again.When we finally arrived back at our house, Deb suggested that I make us some drinks. When I came back to the living room, Deb was sitting on the couch laughing with Paul who had positioned himself on the couch next to her. He wasn't so close to her that it would seem inappropriate, but it stopped me from joining them on the couch without feeling awkward. Paul was telling her about how he had just been dumped by his last girlfriend, but was lighthearted about it. She asked him what had caused the breakup, and he just smiled and said he'd prefer not to say.She gave him a playful push, "C'mon. Did you sneak around on her?" she joked."No, nothing like that," Paul said. "It was my, um, that is, it was a physical thing." Paul looked down into his drink like he wanted to avoid the topic. He had stopped trying to include me in the conversation. I sat on a chair opposite the couch, trying to look like I was enjoying the night."Oops! I'm sorry Paul." Deb looked serious for a second, and then she grinned mischievously. "You know they make pills for that now."They shared a laugh. Then Paul said, "That has never been a problem for me. It was an issue of size." He paused to let her mind go to down the obvious route and then added, "She said I was too large downstairs, if you get my drift." Deb's eyes widened. She shifted uncomfortably for a moment and then gave him a teasing punch in the leg."Oh please. Like women ever worry about that." She laughed nervously and glanced down at his crotch. There was an obvious bulge growing down his thigh. Then Deb glanced over at me and said, "Baby, you don't ever have to worry about that. You fit me just right." I smiled and looked over at Paul who had spread his legs a bit so Deb could get a better look. He was giving me that 'What are you going to do about it?' grin I'd come to know so well. Deb and he continued talking. She kept accusing him of bragging or just overcompensating for his insecurity, but she couldn't quit staring at the long pole working its way down Paul's thigh.Finally Paul said, "Well I guess there is only one way to prove my point." Deb thought he was joking, but I knew better. He stood, obviously having trouble with his erection and asked, "Do you want me to whip it out?""Yeah, let's see this thing!" Deb said. The alcohol had worn away all of her inhibitions. Her nipples were threatening to rip through her shirt and a darker patch of dampness was evident at her crotch. "Take it out."Paul took his t-shirt off and threw it toward me. Deb hadn't even glanced at me since Paul asked his question. She glanced at his muscular torso admiringly and stared at his zipper with anticipation. Paul removed his jeans and stood in front of Deb in just his boxer shorts. His cock was so hard that it had lifted the leg of his boxers and more of his cock was exposed than I had cock. He was angled in such a way so that I could clearly see his enormous tool and Deb's expression of awe. She never looked away from it."Still think I need pills?" He asked. She didn't respond. She just stared in awe. "Take off my shorts." He ordered. Deb blinked, as though her trance had been broken. Then she reached up and grabbed his shorts by the waist. As she pulled them down they caught on his long cock. Without thinking, she reached inside and pulled his cock inside his boxers so she could finish. When his shorts fell to his feet he kicked them back toward me. Deb still had his cock in her hand. She could have fit two more hands on it, but she only had the other hand so it joined the first. She stroked it slowly and slid off the edge of the couch to her knees. I knew what was going to happen next.I was jealous and sickened, and I felt betrayed. I also had a raging hard-on. I felt as powerless to stop this from happening as I had whenever Paul humiliated me. Deb lifted Paul's giant cock and started sucking on his balls. She glided her tongue down the length of his veiny throbbing erection. Paul held her by her hair at the back of her head and slowly pulled her away. She looked up at him with an injured look in her eyes. Then Paul reached down and pulled her shirt off and tossed it at my feet.I was simultaneously devastated and aroused. The sight of my beautiful and, up until now, faithful wife kneeling topless before another man's hard cock with her perfect breasts pinked up from arousal and swaying as she furiously sucked it was too much to take. I pulled my pants down to my knees and started stroking my dick. Within a few minutes Paul's deep laugh filled the room. He was watching me pull at my dick. Deb looked over at me, startled. For a split second she looked guilty as though she had been caught in what she thought was a perfectly private moment between her and Paul. Then she laughed.I came immediately, a miserable drizzle poured over my hand, my little prick must have been totally obscured by my fist. My hairless balls were a tiny pouch beneath it."Give me that big cock!" Deb said. She continued slobbering on his cock. I ran to the kitchen to clean up my mess. My arousal replaced with the sickening feeling that had accompanied it. I started to cry. My beautiful wife had laughed at my dick and was giving a blowjob to my archenemy. She had begged for his cock. I walked sobbing back to the living room, somehow feeling that I had to watch the rest of this scene.Paul had managed to get Deb out of her pants and they writhed on the floor as his fingers played with her pussy through her sopping white satin panties. He was kissing her lips, neck and tits, pulling at her nipples with his teeth. She moaned and sighed, saying, "Fuck me Paul! I want your giant cock inside of me. Please baby. Oh that feels so good!" Paul sat up and roughly pulled her panties off. He started going down on her, spreading her legs and bearing his face in her wet, neatly trimmed pussy. "Do you want a real man's cock, baby? Are you my slut?" he asked, coming up for air."Yes Paul! Oh yes!" she screamed."Say it!" Paul commanded."I want a real man's cock! I want your cock! I'm your slut!" she screamed. My own dick had crept back into itself. It was the cock of a prepubescent child. It was a pitiful example a man's pride. And now Deb knew that."Tell me what you want me to do to you slut! Tell your husband what you want me to do to you!""I want you to fuck me with your giant cock, Paul! Please fuck me now!" Then she whimpered."Tell him!""I don't ever want your pencil dick to come near me again! I want this cock. I belong to this cock! You are nothing compared to him! Look at your pathetic baby dick." She said while looking at my ever-shrinking penis. She had a look of intense pleasure from Paul and a look of disgust for me. It wasn't feigned. I was crushed.Paul positioned the bulbous purple head of his tool on Deb's pussy lips. She pulled her legs back in anticipation. Paul worked a few inches in and she moaned in ecstasy. Paul positioned his arms so that Deb's legs hovered above her head and said, "Is that about the size of hubby's prick, baby?""It's more. It's huge. Give me more, Paul!" She thrust downward to take in more of Paul. Paul eased his cock deep inside her pussy until she gasped. Then he retreated and pushed forward again until his entire cock was impossibly buried in her pussy. He began riding her hard. Deb squealed and yelled out Paul's name and begged for his cock until it sounded as though she was breathlessly chanting "Paul! Cock!"After an improbable length of time, Paul began to tense up and he pulled his cock out Deb's hammered pussy. He edged up to straddle above her tits. Deb raised her head to catch his cum. But the first blast shot across her face and into her hair. She quickly took his cock into her mouth to swallow blast after blast of Paul's jizz.Paul rolled off of Deb who was licking the cum from her face off of her fingers. She turned on her side and they spooned for a time giving each other little affectionate kisses and hugs. They turned at one point to look at me. My dick was once again betraying me by standing erect. Paul just shook his head and they laughed to one another.They spent the rest of the night in our wedding bed. Paul came down the next morning, half undressed and said, "See you at work baby dick."Things changed between Deb and me after that night. She says she still loves me and apologized for letting this happen, but Paul still comes over on a regular basis and fucks my wife right in front of me. Lately he's been having me take pictures of them which he passes around the break room at work. I'm looking for a new job. After all, what can I do about it?END |
score.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/15/score.txt | When my wife, Kathy, and I were dating there was a thing going on called 'One Upmanship.' The idea was that if you could outsmart or embarrass someone, you were 'one up' on them. I haven't heard the term in a long time, but back then Kathy and I made a game of it and even kept score. At first I was way ahead..."I went on a date last night.""What?" No way Kathy had said what I thought she said. I looked at her but kept walking. Lunch was over and I needed to get her back to class."It was with Wolf." Her neighbor. We had gossiped about him a couple of times. Kathy had told me he was real popular with the girls. A real hunk, she called him."But..." I stopped walking, school could wait. "...but I though we were going to get married." We were. It was all set. But there were problems. Her folks didn't like me. They were threatening to send her away to live with an aunt if she kept dating me, so we had to keep everything low key, pretend we weren't that serious. That's why we were sneaking visits during her lunch periods, just so we could see each other. But we had made up our minds: in two months, when she turned 18, we were going to get married."We are," Kathy said. "But my folks were sitting right there when he asked me. I could hardly tell him I was engaged, could I?"Oh. "Well... I suppose...""Anyway, I don't think I will go out with him again."Whew. One thing I didn't need is competition from some good-looking stud. Kathy was a real looker and I was anything but. If her folks didn't keep her practically locked up, I wouldn't stand a chance.But sometimes I don't know when to shut up. "How come?" I asked. "Did your folks give you a hard time about him too?""No, it isn't that. It's just that, well, he was all hands."Oh. Oh. I hardly dared to ask. "What do you mean?""Well, he kept trying to touch me." She made a little motion with her hands towards her crotch. "Down there.""What did you do?" What did he do?"I kept my legs closed, of course. Tight."Thank God. She had used that defense with me so I knew it worked. But there were other things she had let me do. "Well that's good. But what else? Didn't he... you know... try to touch your breasts?""Oh, I didn't mind that. Except when he got my bra off and starting pinching my nipples.""Didn't mind?" How could she! "How could you?" Kathy frowned. "Well, it's not fair. You always win.""Huh?" What did that have to do with it?"When we play cards, you always beat me..."Well yes. You can't depend on blind luck. You need to think out your plays."...and when we have an argument, I'm always the one that has to give in..."Well yes again, but we only argued when she took positions that defied all sense of logic."...Besides, it's not fair that you're so far up on me. You've been out with other girls. And you told me, remember, how you and Martha used to make out. I should get to do some stuff too."I opened my mouth to tell her how, once again, her logic was all wrong: I hadn't even known Kathy when I was dating Martha; the cases didn't compare. But then I noticed the defiance in Kathy's eyes and stubborn stance. A rush of panic accompanied the sudden realization that I might be losing her. I closed my mouth and dropped my eyes to the ground. What to do? I needed to think, but my head was filled with images of Wolf's hands roaming over Kathy's body. One thing I did know: it didn't matter if I was right, not if proving it cost me my girl. I must have been staring at the ground for some time because it took a persistent tugging at my shirt sleeve to get my attention. When I looked up, Kathy was looking more anxious than defiant. "What are you thinking?" she asked."I'm thinking," I said, "that we should get married right away.""Okay," she said.We both laughed with excitement. We were going to do it.But then Kathy looked into my eyes and said, "So it's okay with you that I let Wolf feel me up? You still love me?""Yes, I love you." "And we deduct a point? You're now only five up on me?"This was twisted. But I had to concede, she had won the point. "Okay. Five up."We kissed and hugged, but the look in her eyes, a certain smug amusement, warned me that she had at last found a way to stay up on me. I needed time to think of a defense, but it had to wait. We skipped school for the afternoon and went down to the courthouse to apply for the marriage license. They didn't even ask for our IDs to check our ages, just told us to get blood tests with a doctor's signature. Afterwards, we had just enough time to go to the doctor's office to have blood drawn, stop at the jewelry store to pick out rings, and get her back to school to catch the bus home.I went home and laid down on my bed intending to take a nap. But I couldn't sleep. When I closed my eyes, the images of Wolf fondling Kathy's breasts and pinching her nipples returned. When I realized that I was rubbing my stiff cock through my pants, I unzipped and began jacking off. Soon the image of Wolf started sucking on her nipples and I had the most intense climax of my life. I lay there feeling exhausted, but still I couldn't sleep. How could I both love Kathy and, at the same time, get excited by the thought of her with another man? Wasn't I supposed to be jealous and mad?Later that night, Kathy called me as she always did before we went to bed. Only this time she seemed especially eager to tell me about her latest adventure. "I saw Wolf again.""So, did you tell him we're getting married?""Well no. We agreed not to tell anyone. Remember? Besides he wasn't interested in talking."Oh. Oh. Something was up. I felt a rush of emotion, but it was nothing like the panic caused by her earlier revelation. Instead I felt a sense of anticipation. And my cock began to harden again. "What do you mean?""Well... When I took out the garbage, he saw me and pulled me behind the garage. We didn't even talk. He just started feeling me all over."I started pulling on my cock, but then had an alarming thought. "But... But we're getting married. Right? You didn't change your mind? Did you?""No. I still want to. Don't be mad. It's just that I got overly excited. And anyway, when he first started, he wasn't doing anything we hadn't done before, just kissing me and squeezing my boobs. So I figured it would be okay. You did say earlier, that it was okay. Didn't you?"Well no. I hadn't meant she could do it again. But she still wanted to get married, so I could live with it. I started pulling on my cock in earnest, but retained enough control to prompt her for details. "Well it's not him kissing you and playing with your breasts that worries me. I mean, I did accept it before, so I suppose I can accept it now. But you said, '...when he first started...' What else happened?""Well he put his hand inside my jeans and tried to put a finger in me.""Tried? "You didn't let him?""No. Well, I mean that I wasn't going to let him. Not at first. But then it came to me: you have so much more experience than me; this was a way to win another point back. So I had to let him. You see what I mean?""Well..." I paused. The sensation in my cock was saying it was okay, but pride made me protest. "How could you? You've never even let me do that."Her voice softened and she sounded sympathetic as she explained. "I know. But that's the whole point. Don't you see? Now I have more experience than you. And now that I've discovered how good it feels, I'll be more willing to let you do it. Wouldn't you like that?""Well yeah. Sure I would.""So you agree? I get another point. Right?"It wasn't right. I knew that. But the softness of her voice was so soothing, and the image of Wolf's fingers slipping into her made my cock feel so good. "All right.""So now you're only up four points. Do you still love me?""Of course.""And it's okay with you that I let Wolf play with my tits and finger my pussy?"In the back of my mind was the thought that I might feel differently after I came. But right then, I wanted to surrender. Wanted to cum. "Yes. It's okay. I accept it.""You're wonderful," Kathy said. "I love you.""I love you too." And I did."There is one more thing," she said.I stopped pulling and squeezed hard on my cock to keep myself from cumming. If there was more, I wanted to be jacking off when I heard it. "More?""Yes. I agreed to go on a date with Wolf tomorrow night.""A date? Tomorrow?" I relaxed my grip on my cock while the implications sank in. "But tomorrow's Friday. We always go out then. And besides, we're getting married.""Not until the blood tests are in. And the court house is closed over the weekend. So we have until Monday. Besides this is important to me. You're still up on me. Don't you think we should start out our marriage all even?"More points? But points, I knew, had somehow become sex -- sex with Wolf. Reason told me to put a stop to this. But Kathy, and my cock, were in charge now. I began stroking my cock with my fingertips, gripping it lightly and moving slowly to keep the sensation going. I didn't want to ever stop. "Well yes. I guess that would fair. But wouldn't you have to go further. I mean, let him do more?""Yes. I was thinking I need to let him have my cherry.""What?""Well think about it. One more point isn't going to get us even, but if I get fucked first, in a certain sense I'll always be one up on you. This is really, really important to me. If you love me, you'll let me do it."Fuck? I had never heard her say words like that. And she had said 'tits' and 'pussy' too. It was exciting to hear her talk dirty when I was jacking off. I wanted to squeeze my cock and pull hard, but even the light stroking with my finger tips was getting me too close. What would it be like, I wondered, having my girl, my fiancee, fuck another man? "I do love you," I said. "And I think I understand.""So I can do it? It's okay if I let Wolf fuck me?""We're still going to get married, right? You promise?""Of course, silly. I love you. I'm doing this for us. So, is it okay?""Yes. It's okay if you let Wolf fuck you." As I said the words, my cock felt like it would burst.Kathy giggled. "And after he fucks me, you'll only be three up. Right?""Right." Kathy laughed again and said, "This is great. But I've got to go. I'll see you tomorrow at lunch time?"After we hung up, I lay on the bed and continued slowly stroking my cock with my fingertips. I wanted to drag it out, wanted to feel that incredible sensation forever. But I couldn't control it. Her laughter had pushed me over the edge. My hips started bucking and I groaned as my cum shot into the air. Afterwards, as I wiped the cum off my chest and belly, I was overcome with a sense of dismay. I had just agreed to let my girl fuck someone else -- fuck him just days before our wedding. No wonder she had laughed at me."Hi," Kathy said the next day when I picked her up at the school for our lunch time visit. "I called the doctor's office. Our blood tests are ready.""All ready?""Yeah. Let's go pick them up."We picked up the tests and took them to the courthouse. "Okay," the clerk said, "here is your marriage license. Congratulations.""Thanks. When can we get married?" I asked."Anytime.""Anytime? Don't we have to wait three days?""Nope. You're all set."Back at the car Kathy and I kissed and hugged. After a moment she stopped and, sounding excited, said, "let's do it now."We kissed again, a long, wet, slow kiss. Getting married right then was a great idea -- I could back out of last night's deal. "So the date with Wolf is off?""No." Kathy pulled slightly away and looked at me. "We agreed. It's important to me. I have to do it.""But it was supposed to happen before we were married."Kathy kissed me again and ran her fingers though my hair. "Don't you see? This is better. If I let Wolf take my cherry before we're married, it's just another point. But if he fucks me on our wedding night, it's a point that really means something.""Yeah. It'll definitely mean something. I just not sure what." I was lucky to even get that must protest out. I could tell by the speed that my cock was growing, that she was going to get her way."It'll mean we really love each other," Kathy said. "You do love me, don't you?""Yes. You know I do." And I liked the feeling in my groin. "All right. You can do it."Her victory smile was worth seeing. "So its okay with you? You want Wolf to fuck me and take my cherry on our wedding night?""Yes." It took a while to find someone to marry us. But we got it done in time for me to drop her off at her school."I'll call you tomorrow," Kathy said before she got on the bus. "You can come pick me up as soon as my parents leave the house. I'll have a bag packed for our honeymoon."I rubbed my crotch all the way home. Once I was on the bed and had my pants down, I tried to stroke myself gently so I wouldn't cum too fast, but the thought of what Kathy, of what my wife, would be doing was too powerful. But it didn't matter -- I never even went soft. I jacked off all evening long until, finally, I fell into an exhausted sleep.The next day, Saturday, Kathy didn't call me until late afternoon. She said her parents had just left to go shopping. When I arrived to pick her up, she left them a note saying we had gotten married the previous day and we were off on our honeymoon. It didn't occur to me until after we were in the car that the note might give away some secrets. "Don't your parents know you went out with Wolf last night?""Of course.""But if we tell them we got married yesterday, they'll know you stepped out on me on our wedding night?"Kathy laughed. "Yes. Isn't it great? Before Wolf picked me up I called all my friends to let them know that I had a date with Wolf. When they announce our wedding in the paper, everybody will be wondering what went on.""Everyone will know?" "No, silly," Kathy said with a giggle. "They'll just be guessing. It'll be fun."I wasn't so sure, but I let it go. My cock was already growing at the thought of hearing about her wedding night. I couldn't wait to get her back to my apartment."Drive up to Hot Springs," she said. "I've got us a room for tonight.""Hot Springs? Can't we just go to my place?""No silly. We have to have a honeymoon. Besides Wolf will be expecting us. He's said he would come up later.""Wolf? But aren't we're supposed to be done with him?""Maybe not," Kathy said as she nodded towards my crotch. I turned red with embarrassment and pulled my hand away when I realized she had caught me rubbing my cock through my pants. But she just giggled again and said, "Oh it's okay. You can rub yourself. Go on, let me watch."I gripped my cock through the cloth and began squeezing it, letting my index finger pull the foreskin over its head and then pushing it back. It was exciting, playing with myself while my wife watched with such obvious amusement."So," Kathy said, "it looks like hubby gets a little turned on thinking about what Wolf is doing to his wife.""Well it is kind of exciting," I admitted. "But why is he coming up tonight?""Well before he fucked me, I showed him our ring and told him how we had just got married...""He knows?""Well yes. I told you, giving my cherry to Wolf was a really big point for me. I wanted him to know. Anyway, what I was saying was: after I told Wolf, he said I should have invited you along. He said it would have been a real kick to fuck your bride while you watched.""Oh man," I said. "I'm going to cum.""Pull it out. Let me watch," Kathy said.I unzipped, wrapped my hand around the shaft of my cock, and began alternately squeezing hard and relaxing my grip, once again hoping to prolong the sensation."So you like it?" Kathy asked. "You like jacking off while your wife tells you about how Wolf was fucking her?""Yes. It feels great. I wish I could do this all the time."Kathy laughed. "Well maybe you can. Wolf said he would come up and fuck me tonight while you watch. You can jack off while he does it. Would you like that?""Yes.""And I get another point. I'll only be two down. Right?"I just groaned and came in my hand.*When Kathy and I got to our room, we lay on the bed and necked for a while, but she wouldn't let me play with her breasts or anything. "It would ruin things," she said, "if we got all worn out before Wolf gets here.""But don't I get a turn?""No. Not yet. We agreed to start off our marriage even. Remember?"I tried to remember. "Well, I guess. But why can't we just call it even and start over?""That wouldn't be any good," Kathy said. "It wouldn't mean anything if I don't earn the points."Oh. Oh. After Wolf fucked her that night, she would still be two points down. I was going to ask her how she meant to earn them when someone knocked on the door.It was Wolf. He came in, said, "Hey Robert," and took Kathy in his arms to give her a long, wet kiss. Then he turned her around so that he was behind her and they were both facing me. Sliding his hands up her waist, he cupped her breasts and began kneading them with his fingers. "So," he said, "is the happy couple ready for some action?""Well..." I didn't know what to say. Kathy was tall -- six feet, but she was so slim that she looked small against Wolf's stocky frame. True, the sight of him pawing her was making my cock grow, but it was all happening too fast. "There's no need to rush, maybe we could get something to eat first.""Hey man," Wolf said, "I ain't here to make love to her. I've been thinking all day about fucking her, and I'm going to do it now. So do you want to eat or watch?""Ah... watch." What else could I say? Wolf was already unbuttoning her blouse.Kathy started helping Wolf -- shrugging off her blouse and bra as Wolf undid them. But she wasn't too rushed to remember to rub it in. "So it's okay?" she asked me. "It's okay if Wolf fucks your wife right now? Right in front of you?""Yes. It's okay. He can fuck you now." My cock, I'm sure, had taken over my voice. It liked to hear me say the words."Get your clothes off, Robert," Wolf commanded as he pulled Kathy's jeans and panties down off her hips and helped her step out of them. "I ain't fucking your wife with you dressed."As I began stripping, Kathy who was now stark naked, began to help Wolf unbutton his shirt. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. Her tall, slender body, tiny ass, and perky tits were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.Wolf kicked his shoes off, and Kathy dropped to her knees before him to undo his pants. "Stay down there bitch," Wolf ordered. "Let's see if you remember to suck cock like I taught you."Suck cock? Kathy hadn't said anything about that.After Kathy helped him pull his feet from the pant legs, she reached up and took his cock into her hand. Even soft, it looked longer than mine. She took it all the way into her mouth, pushing her face against his hairy crotch. Then she pulled back, sucking as she did to pull it almost out of her mouth. Then she pushed back, relaxing her lips to let it slide back into her mouth.As Kathy repeated the action, Wolf's cock got longer, fatter, and hard. By the time it was fully erect, she could only take about half of into her mouth. Then she turned her head so she could watch me as she ran her tongue up and down its full length. I was standing naked a few feet from them, jerking on my cock and trying to compare sizes and watch my wife at the same time. Wolf seemed to three or four inches longer that me, but maybe not quite as thick. Kathy was using the extra length to good advantage, teasing me with her eyes as she used her tongue and then her lips to caress the whole of it."I'm going to cum bitch," Wolf announced. "Suck it. Suck it down."Kathy turned towards Wolf and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Wrapping her hands around the shaft, she began milking him while looking out of the corner of her eye to make sure I was watching. After a few dozen strokes, Wolf grunted and tensed as he shot off into her mouth. Then he just pulled out and walked over to the bed where he flopped onto his back without saying anything.Kathy got to her feet and came to me. "So what do you think?" she asked. "Is your wife a good little cocksucker?"I tried to back away because, as she was speaking, I could see that she was holding cum in her mouth. But she slipped her hands around my neck and held the back of my head. When I felt the warm softness of her body pressing against me, I slipped my arms around her and let her kiss me. At first, I kept my lips closed, but the heat of her lips and the feel of her body against mine was too exciting. Her tongue pushed my lips open and she looked right into my eyes while she used her tongue to feed the cum into my mouth. It felt slick and slimy and it was so salty it tasted sour, but my cock was throbbing as it pushed against her flesh."Get over here, bitch," Wolf ordered. "I ain't done with you yet.""Love you," Kathy said to me. Then she slipped away to join Wolf, leaving me standing there naked in the middle of the room with a mouthful of cum to gag down.Wolf pulled Kathy down beside her, grabbed a handful of tit, and began sucking on the nipple. Kathy's hand fumbled until it found his now half-hard cock and began stroking it. It took only a moment for Wolf to regain his erection. He pulled her on top of him and began pushing the head of his cock into her pussy lips. But even though he seemed to be pushing hard, it didn't slide into her."Jesus, this bitch is dry," Wolf complained. "You should have been getting her wet for me instead of worrying about your stomach." Wolf reached up to his mouth to collect a glob of spit then smeared it on Kathy's pussy. From my position standing at the foot of the bed, I could see the head of Wolf's cock push into my wife. As he made a couple upward thrusts to force his cock all the way in, I began frantically jerking on my cock. Wolf was oblivious to anything but his upward thrusting, but Kathy turned to watch me as he entered her. The sensations I felt earlier, when she teased me about her adventures with Wolf, were nothing to what I felt while I watched my wife getting fucked. And then, when I noticed her looking at me, the most incredible thrill ran through my entire body. Instantly my hips started uncontrollably humping the air and I sprayed cum onto the floor.I must have had a standing blackout, because when my eyes refocused, Wolf was on top of Kathy. His arms were holding her legs spread out with her butt up in the air while he was pounding his cock into her with long, hard strokes. Kathy's head was back, her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, and little grunts were coming out of her wide open mouth every time Wolf slammed his cock home.My hand was still on my cock. It had softened somewhat from the cum, but quickly swelled up again when I resumed jacking off. As I watched, Wolf's strokes became shorter and faster. Then his butt tightened and flexed as he filled my wife's pussy with his cum.Wolf stayed over Kathy and panted until he caught his breath, then he got up. As he pulled away from her, a string of cum dangled briefly between his now half-hard cock and her pussy. Wolf looked back at Kathy just once. What he saw was her laying on her back with her legs bent and the knees and spread wide open. She was fingering her clit and looking at Wolf like she was begging for more. "Hey bitch," he said. "If you want someone to eat your pussy, get your husband to do it, cause I ain't gonna."When Kathy turned her eyes to me, I dropped to my knees at the foot of the bed. When I saw the string of Wolf's cum dangling from her red, swollen pussy lips down onto the bed cover, I lowered my face into her crotch and lapped at it with my tongue. My lips sucked the salty cum into my mouth as I licked from the bottom of her slit up to her clit. As I sucked on her clit, more cum was drawn out of her hole and I could feel the slimy stuff slithering down my throat.Kathy pulled my head hard into her and I looked up to see her tits jiggling as she humped her crotch into my face. Almost immediately her back arched and she let out a little wail. "Okay. Okay," she said as her body relaxed.When I got up off my knees, I noticed that Wolf was gone, so I climbed onto the bed and lay down beside my wife. She stayed on her back and turned her head to look at me with a tired, satisfied smile. I kissed her and ran my hand over her breasts. But when I tried to roll over on top of her she stopped me. "No. We agreed, you can't fuck me until we're even. But I want to see you jack off again.""Does this mean you love Wolf now?" I asked. But despite my concern, I did what she wanted. I had been pulling on my cock so hard that it was getting sore, so I began fondling it gently with my finger tips, shaking it a bit and pulling the foreskin down."No. It's you I love," she said. "Wolf's just an animal. It was great the way he fucked me and treated me like a slut in front of my husband. But did you see the way he just left me hanging? I was so close. But I guess it worked out. I finally found out how to cum. It was so exciting to have you eat me after he fucked me.""Finally found out? It was your first cum?""Yes. My very first." Kathy said. "Thanks for letting me have such a great honeymoon.""It was exciting," I admitted."What did you like best?""Well, when you looked at me while Wolf was pushing his cock into you, I felt the most incredible thrill. Did you see how hard I came?"Kathy laughed and kissed me. "That was funny. There you were, jacking off in the middle of the room, shooting out cum while your wife was getting fucked. So that was your favorite part? Watching your wife get fucked?""Well no..." I paused to think. "I love laying here with you, jacking off while we talk about how you got fucked. That's the best part.""This is great," Kathy said. "I've got two more points to win back, so we can do it again. But I want to find someone else. Two new studs to fuck me. I can watch you watching me get fucked. Then you can eat their cum from my pussy to make me cum. Then you can jack off while we talk. It'll be great. What do you think?""I'm thinking I need to win some more points before you get even."THE END |
eball2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/15/eball2.txt | |
secret1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/secret1.txt | Part 1 Discovering each otherKate and I thought we were pretty raunchy. We had been at it in all situations and positions since we had met. When I was still at college, all our friends used to joke about us. We were called "the rabbits," as we were always either 'at it' or about to do 'it.'We met at university and were the typical 18/19 year old couple, studying and drinking. We partied hard and we eventually started to have sex. It was quite difficult as both of us shared flats with larger groups so we would often be interrupted in the middle of a good shagging by one of her, or my, flatmates coming in to ask something, completely oblivious to my dick sunk into her cunt.I was always on heat but one memory stays in my mind. This memory was like a small seed which stayed there and only started to grow years later and as the beginning of the period in our lives I will be describing here.The situation was the reverse of the one above. I walked into a room while one of my flatmates, Gerry, was "entertaining." We had been partying all evening and Kate wasn't there that night (exams were due). I needed something from the room and walked in to find Gerry's girlfriend of the week giving him a blow job. I was mesmerised. I had never seen another erect cock in real life, let alone that of someone I knew. The main thing was its size. Gerry easily had over 9 inches and Lucy was slurping on it, completely oblivious to my presence. As I froze and watched, she clambered up and sunk her open thighs down on to Gerry's big cock. My own cock went brick hard in an instant. They still were not aware of my presence, the alcohol dulling their senses, so I was able to stand slightly back, just inside the doorway and watch them have sex. She rode his dick as he lay on his back facing in my direction yet oblivious to me. Gerry started to groan and Lucy pulled his cock out allowing me to see the fountain of cum the jetted out of his cock and up on to her belly. My cock was so hard, I had to slip out quickly and head for my own room where I had a frenzied wank over the images I had just seen.That image was the food of my masturbation for some time and I convinced myself that it was Lucy's cunt being fucked that caused me to cum. My brain knew differently. It was the thought of Gerry's large cock that gave me excitement. I never quite looked at him the same way again.I was able to watch him again in action with Lucy when Kate and I shared a room with them on a weekend away to Brighton. We came in late and Kate fell asleep. I feigned sleep and waited, hardly able to breath, watching through half open eyes and hoping they would do it again. They did and, on this occasion I was able, in the half light from the street lamps outside, to watch his entire sex act from beginning to end. I gently and slowly stroked my cock under the covers, fearful that I might waken Kate next to me. I was able to time my orgasm to his and it almost felt like I was with them.Time moved on and I left university seeking fame and fortune as a civil engineer. Kate and I became an item and bought a flat of our own. Kate started in marketing and our joint salaries were enough to give us a few luxuries. Gerry moved to Germany and we kept in touch briefly but not for long. I never saw Lucy after that and neither did he.By now me at 25 and Kate at 24, we still were having a great sex life and had expanded our fun to include some role play (I made a great fireman) and our favourite which was outdoor sex. We would take the car out to the country, park in a lay-by and take a walk into the woods in the dark sometimes stripping completely naked while we fucked against a tree. One of our favourite venues was to walk to a large park nearby which had open playing fields and was surrounded on two sides by well lit roads. If you stood in the middle, you could not be seen in the open dark space but the street lights in the distance silhouetted anyone walking towards you giving plenty time to dress if needed. We, in the meantime had the excitement of being naked in an open urban environment.This moved up a notch to us both dressing in coats and going out with nothing underneath. I would put on some tracksuit bottoms and shoes then just button the coat up to the neck, while she would be similarly dressed with her naked breasts underneath. While we walked to the park through the late night streets, hand in hand, we would slide our tracksuit bottoms down so that they still showed from coat bottom to shoes, but we were naked apart from that. When things were quiet, she would put her hand through the button front of my coat and grip my erect cock. The excitement of passing other people while being in this state aroused us no end and the ensuing fuck would be amazing.Looking back now, I realise that it was going to have to escalate. We always needed more!The escalation started quite by accident. Kate in my eyes was an attractive woman. She wasn't stunning, she wasn't a show stopper but she was a brunette with short hair, slim body, 5 feet 4 inches tall and nicely equipped in the breast department (38" for the curious). I found her sexually attractive and I use the word "sexually" carefully as some women can be good looking but not sexy. Kate was sexy as she looked like someone who would do whatever it took to have fun! We had located a likely new venue which was a quiet lay-by on a main road near town where we could park back from the road and wander into bushes to the rear to have our outside sex. One Friday night we drove down. There were a couple of cars in the large lay-by but since no one was in either we thought nothing of it. Hand in hand we wandered into the bushes and walked a safe distance into the darkness. Within 10 minutes I had Kate naked and was fucking her hard against a tree trunk. I was close to cumming and she was being quite noisy when I noticed a guy watching. He stood a little back in the darkness but the moonlight gave an eerie glow to him. He watched intently and his cock was in his hand. The guy was in his 40's and not unattractive.I was about to stop the fuck but he held his finger to his lips as if to ask me to keep it all quiet and I decided to keep going. A slight movement made me look the other way and another guy, around 30 years old was also watching and wanking. Kate, facing the tree, saw nothing. My cock suddenly found a new life and I started fucking Kate with a new zeal. I felt something between me and Kate and the younger of the two guys was next to me, holding my cock as it entered Kate, his fingers slipping into her as he did so. I assume Kate, at this moment, thought it was me but the feel of a stranger's hand, albeit another man took me to the edge and I emptied my balls into Kate as she screamed her orgasm in unison with mine. As my cock slid out, the young guy next to me slipped his fingers back into Kate and then lifted them to his lips and licked my spent cum off them, almost theatrically, to show me he enjoyed it. He then slipped away into the dark and I watched in stunned amazement as he went."What?" said Kate."What do you mean, what?" I said."What are you looking at in the dark?" she said."Let's go back to the car and I'll tell you," I replied.As we drove home I explained exactly what had happened."Why didn't you tell me some perv had his fingers in my cunt?" she said, half in jest."Because I didn't want it to stop," I said a little sheepishly."I think we need to talk," she replied with a slightly hopeful note in her voice.Talk we did. The main problem is that our exciting sex life had been just that ours. Involving others changed the rules and we were both frightened we might go off each other, or find someone else in the process. We were open and honest though I hadn't told her that I got something out of the guy handling me that I never thought I would. That was something I would have to broach carefully."You know I'm highly sexed," she continued, "and I love the theatre of the sex we have. It's so much more exciting than just lying on the bed, missionary style. We use toys but I have sometimes wondered what it would be like to actually be fucked twice, or even more, one after the other by more than you. I have to admit, when I'm alone I often bring myself off thinking about a row of big cocks and knowing they are all going to fuck me. You would like looking at big cocks fucking me, wouldn't you?"I felt that perhaps the time was right. "To be honest Kate, I love looking at big cocks anyway, but ones that you were going to have would be ten times better."I waited and she looked. "You wouldn't want another woman to join us then?""I know it sounds silly but the answer is that I wouldn't, I would actually be slightly jealous," I said."So would I," she replied. "Jeez, so my boyfriend likes cock too!""Not like that," I said defending myself.She smiled and I felt she wasn't fully convinced, but then neither was I. That warm hand on my cock had done something and a guy getting off while licking my cum had done something else to me.We talked about different scenarios during our odd "missionary sex" nights and I came with the sort of force I hadn't since being a teenager. I suppose the honesty of what I was saying relaxed me. How to progress was the next phase and we were both frightened of meeting someone on the net in case we chickened out. For the same reason neither of us were ready for swingers clubs or anything of that ilk, mainly because we wanted an extra guy rather than a couple.That was why, around three weeks later, we found ourselves just after midnight, hand in hand, strolling through the bushes at the same lay-by. Initially we seemed to be alone. Kate was wearing a coat over just a pair of panties. I was wearing track suit bottoms and t-shirt with a short jacket over the top, condoms and lube in my pocket just in case. It was cool and we were scantily dressed but it wasn't the temperature that had us shivering, it was apprehension and some fear.In the half moonlight I noticed, as we entered a clearing, some single shapes around. I realised we had walked in a semi-circle and were probably almost on our way back to the lay-by, so these shapes must have come from drivers in the cars we had seen parked who, knowing the area better than us had "headed us off at the pass," and just waited for us to inevitably head their way. A cigarette glowed in one corner and I could make out three single guys, all standing watching what we would do.I lead Kate to a slightly sheltered area and leaned her against a tree, my back to the audience, and started to kiss her. She was shivering. I slid her coat off her shoulders leaving her in just her panties and shoes. I kissed her nipples and then knelt in front of her to slip her panties down and off so she stood naked. At last my cock was rising. I pulled off my t-shirt and she slid my track suit bottoms down gripping my cock, and then dropped to her knees to suck it softly. As I looked, the guys came closer, carefully at first.I could make them out in the moonlight. The first was my thirty year old, who was obviously a regular. He was a good looking guy in jeans and leather jacket, clean shaven and well built. His flies were undone and his cock stuck out and was held carefully in his hand. It looked to be about 7 inches, the same as mine. Alongside him was an Indian looking guy, who would have been around 40. He was of slight build and was also clean shaven and gripping a slightly smaller cock in his hand. The trio was completed by a stocky, shaven headed guy with a stubble, wearing t-shirt, jeans and a dark jacket. He also had his hand in front slightly covering my view of his cock.They were all close, very close. Kate looked up and smiled. Shaven head walked forward and offered his cock to her. It was around 6 inches long but extremely thick and Kate just looked at me, smiled, and wrapped her lips around it. I stood slightly back and the Indian guy stepped forward and let Kate alternate between him and shaven head. They each loosened trousers and let them fall so that she could hold their balls. I stood and wanked while I watched.Cold hands took over the grip on my cock and I found myself with the 30-something alongside slowly wanking me as I watched. He took my hand and made me take his cock in my hand. It felt wonderful to feel a hard man's cock. He smiled at me and dropped to his knees to take my cock in his mouth. I looked at Kate as she looked back then did a double take as she realised what was happening. I gave her a "what can I do" look and she smiled as though to tell me to relax and enjoy.As she returned to her ministrations, the Asian guy squirted a copious volume of cum straight at her face and mouth and she gave a little squeal as it hit her. Shaven head followed suit and left her with a generous coating of cum dripping off her face. I realised I would have to go and help her as her two sidekicks graciously dressed quickly and left."Fuck her for me," said my cocksucker. "Let me see you fuck her."I was happy to oblige and went over to Kate with him following behind. He leaned over and started to kiss Kate, licking the cum off her face as he did so. She responded, sharing the cum with him. I stood behind her and gently teased my cock into her cunt with her bending slightly forward to continue the kissing. As I picked up the pace and started to really fuck her, she stood more upright to give me easier access and my bisexual friend the knelt down and went between her legs. Kate opened slightly to give access and he started to use his tongue to lick her clitoris and my pounding cock and the same time. His other hand cupped my balls and a finger strayed to lightly finger my arse hole. His tongue fucking brought Kate to one of her quickest orgasms and the noise she made sounded like a fox on heat! I came almost simultaneously and the grunt from below suggested my friend had brought himself off to coincide with us.He, like his sidekicks quickly made himself decent and was gone before I could wipe the residue cum of the end of my cock. It was a pity as I had a few fantasy ideas for him back at our place some other time.On the way home, Kate and I were high as kites. We giggled like a couple of teenagers and she was happier than I had seen her for ages."That was so-oo naughty," she said. "I loved being in control of all that testosterone," she continued."I think you were actually coated in that testosterone," I joked.We continued like this all the way home and Kate was rewarded with a second performance from me. Not usually a "twice a night" man, she realised how turned on I had been.We discussed it over the next few nights and a repeat visit the following week had been unsuccessful though we managed a nice open-air fuck. Kate confessed she was very turned on my being surrounded by guys, all wanting her. She was also surprised to find she enjoyed seeing me being serviced."It means I don't have to worry if you're alright when I see you getting a blowjob too," she said.The possibilities of being able to explore this side of me, and have Kate there as well had me as horny as hell, though I must say I was scared as hell too as I wasn't sure quite what aspect of male sex I wanted as I still loved Kate.Nothing much happened during the late Spring and early Summer and we were excitedly preparing for our Summer holiday. We had booked an all-inclusive holiday in a child-free resort in Cancun. We both thought it would be great not to hear screaming kids around and hopefully be able to socialise with other couples.Well it certainly was all inclusive and we took three days just to sober up after overindulging on arrival. We latched on to Brian and Sue, a slightly younger couple than us, who had been married since 18, and were now 22 and going through a rocky patch. Sue's parents had helped them pay for the expensive holiday they were now enjoying. They were very up front about their problems. Sue was a short haired blonde (though I figured not as blonde below as above). She looked a bit like a young Dolly Parton with the mammary glands to go with it and she, like Brian, was from Essex in the South of England.Now some readers might not know the "Essex girls" image but they are (probably unfairly) attributed to being all tits and no brains. I have to say, in the case of Sue, it was true. However she had a simple honesty and stunning good looks. She just said what she thought without realising the effect it might have on others. It was refreshing, if sometimes embarrassing!On night three, we were all sitting in a quiet corner of the lounge, some entertainment in the background keeping the masses happy. Sue and Kate were at one table and Brian and I at another. Brian was quite drunk and our conversation was at a level where I felt Brian wanted to open out more about him and Sue. I was keen to hear any juicy details about their sex life he might want to divulge. Brian was a good looking lad. He was short-haired with a couple of tattoos (one on each arm) and was of a muscular build for his short body size. He stood around 5 feet and 7 inches but what there was of him was solid. If I were being honest, I found him sexually attractive but kept putting that idea out of my head as he seemed besotted with his current problems inside his marriage.".says I'm not man enough to keep her fully happy. That's not fair, is it?"My brain drifted back in from my sizing up of Brian, just in time to hear those words."Sorry Brian, I was miles away. In what way does she say you're not man enough?"He ignored my question and said, "How big are you, you know, downstairs?""You mean, when in action?" I asked."Yea.""I suppose about 7 inches or so," I replied."You see, that's it. I'm a bit over 5 inches and she says she wants to feel a really big cock in her. How do you think that makes me feel?""Can I ask a question that might offend you Brian, but it's not meant to?" I asked."Fire away,""How would you feel watching a guy with a big cock fucking Sue?"He looked at me, ready to explode with annoyance that I should suggest any other man stuck his dick into his wife but within 10 seconds, his flushed, angry-look mellowed."Being honest?" he said.I nodded."My cock's getting hard just with you saying the words." He continued. "We have talked about it but I keep chickening out. Did you see the two Caribbean type black guys who work in the gardens; well she said she would love both of them to fuck her while I watched?""Brian, I would love to watch that too," I said with a smile on my face.I looked over and it seemed the girls were similarly sharing intimate conversation judging by the furtive glances and guilty smiles in our direction. I also felt I was being spoken about and wondered if Kate was bragging about my cock size or our dogging experiences."You have a great video camera, don't you?"I snapped back into our conversation. "Yes, why?""If we do it, you could film it.""I don't think Sue might like the idea of a strange couple watching her being shagged by two black strangers with an audience of 3 and a film crew," I said.He smirked and adjusted his obvious erection."You're fucking hard too aren't you? He said. "Bet you wouldn't mind a poke at her either. In fact, I wouldn't mind a poke at Kate"So the ingredients were there for some horny fun but how the hell were we to find the recipe to make something extremely exciting happen. I stood up to go for a pee and Brian toddled on behind me. As I stood at the urinal he came alongside and looked down at my cock, struggling to drop from full erection to a level which would allow me to piss. His own was sticking out rock hard."I see what you mean," he said looking down at me. "Look what all this talk has done to me too." He gently wanked his cock back and forth, making it jump even harder, the foreskin sliding back and forth over the head.At that moment, I wouldn't have minded covering it with my own mouth but I didn't think that is where he wanted this to go. Someone else's entrance to the toilet broke the moment and we stuffed cocks back into trousers.The conversation didn't quite return to its sexual subject again that night and it wasn't until Kate and I were safely back in our room that I told her what had happened. She confirmed that a similar conversation had been happening between her and Sue. Sue loved Brian but as he had more or less been her first love, she wanted to experience something really raunchy and dirty, preferably with Brian present and involved."What did you say?" I asked."I told her about our excursions and it really grabbed her interest. She asked if you could get one or both of the black gardeners interested in a fuck session and asked if we could go too.""So much for a romantic retreat," I said. I wasn't exactly sure that the two big-brute gardeners were the sort of guys you just walked up to and said, "Hey we've got a couple of wives here we'd like you to fuck, any problems?"Quite apart from the fact that they would be in fear of their jobs if they did mix with guests, I felt sure that they might be a) religious; b) married; c) maybe even gay. It was later that afternoon while Brian and I were trying hard to return to the glorious drunken state of the previous evening and were sinking a few beers when I looked to see where Kate and Sue were and my heart sunk!Over in quiet corner of the gardens, our two lovely wives were chatting to the two, tall, coal black, manly gardeners and the gardeners seemed happy to be talking. As I nudged Brian and we looked over, I saw both guys look in our direction as we quickly pretended to be looking at something else. My cock started to rise in my shorts. The thought of seeing Kate with a black cock in her, the thought of seeing Sue naked and with a black cock in her (and perhaps mine too) and, to be honest, the thought of actually handling a black cock saw that my dick was tenting in seconds.Could the girls pull this one off? It seemed a long shot, especially all the rules and protocols inside hotels of this size. The only thing that might make it happen was the fact that we had a near beach bungalow which could be accessed from the beach if security could be dodged.It was over thirty minutes later when the guys returned to work and the girls rejoined us, saying nothing initially."Well?" I said loudly."Well, what?" said Kate."You know; what were you talking about?""Oh you mean to Al and Lester," said Kate coyly while smirking to Sue. "Well they are originally from Barbados and working here for the season. They seem really nice guys but are finding all these couples a bit off putting as they are single and not getting any.""Poor lads," I said."Sue and I suggested a possible answer to their dilemma and, but they thought we were winding them up and I don't think they took the bait. I told them we were in beach bungalows and they could come by any time but I have a feeling they are in fear of their jobs.""Pity" said I."We could always meet without them," said Kate."The sooner the better," said Sue, looking at my tenting shorts. "I can't wait to see that myself, after what Kate has said."Brian was quiet. "Where do I come into this?""Oh don't worry Brian, someone will make sure you get a blow job, even if it's Paul," said Kate, looking at me with a smile on her face.Brian went quiet, so I took him off to the bar to reassure him he would be joining in and he should stick with me for advice. Within ten minutes he was like a rampant terrier with a stiff cock and a lot of questions as I made sure I told him what he needed to get him to the boil.The tryst was to be at our bungalow after 10.00 pm so after dinner we all took drinks and headed there. We took it in turns to freshen up and the girls stayed in dressing gowns while we guys dropped to t-shirt and shorts. Kate had never been fucked by another man since we had met but we had discussed it and agreed that both of us would enjoy when the right time came. This seemed to be the right time.Sue walked over and sat between Brian and me on the sofa and placed her hands, one on each cock. I was already hard. Kate watched and then walked over to Brian and knelt in front of him, kissing him fully on the lips. Sue swung a leg over me and did the same. Within a few minutes, both of us were on the couch with opposite wives, kneeling between our legs sucking cock. Brian was groaning with pleasure. I was glad as I worried he might have chickened out of this but he was already randy. Sue was a great cock-sucker and enjoyed the extra length of my cock, passing compliments on its size between slurps. It looked like a scene from a porno movie. In fact I clicked on my video camera to make it a scene from a porno movie!"Oh this is really nice. I'm feeling all warm and woozy," said Sue as she licked my cock.I was sure the booze she had consumed contributed in some part to that feeling but the compliment was still welcomed. Brian was saying nothing. He was laying back on the couch, his cock as hard as a rock and his head slumped back and eyes closed. Kate was giving good head as I knew she could.The gentle knock on the door made us all jump.It was Sue and Brian's chalet so our main worry was that it was someone from hotel staff doing some kind of bed turn-down so Kate and I dashed into a corner, out of eyeshot of the door while Sue wrapped a bath towel around her and Brian covered himself with a cushion. I couldn't hear but there was a man at the door. Suddenly I heard Sue inviting him in and in walked Al, one of the gardeners who pushed Sue gently just inside the door and in one swoop, untied her towel and kissed her as it dropped to the floor. This guy was horny!Kate walked over to Brian, whose eyes were on stalks as his wife was being seduced, and she knelt to continue her oral administrations."Holy shit!"I looked up and Al had suddenly noticed Kate and then me."Wow, a fucking orgy," he said."With the emphasis on the fucking, I hope," said I.Sue was hungrily unfastening Al's baggy cream pants and they dropped easily to the floor. His horrendous purple boxer shorts had a projection at the front that promised to be a pleasure to watch in action. This tall, black skinned guy was fondling Sue's beautiful upright tits with both hands as she tried to pull off his t-shirt to get him as nude as we were. Kate left Brian and joined her, dropping to her knees and pulling the shorts down allowing a wonderful, stiff, massive cock to slowly bounce out. It looked to be around 10 inches or so and beautifully thick. He was cut, unlike Brian and I and Kate dropped to her knees her satisfied groans as she attempted to swallow the impossible length. Her saliva glistened against the dark skin of his cock and his tight balls seemed obscenely too small for the appendage above them. Kate still fondled them as she serviced Al and his frantic, almost aggressive kissing of Sue suggested he was building him nicely for action. I did not ask for permission but filmed the action with no complaints from the horny gardener. He pushed them both back to the couch and Brian jumped up as the girls headed backwards towards the space he occupied. They flopped back down, their naked bodies glistening and the dark slashes of their vaginas moist with the excitement so far. He opened both girls' legs in turn and started to lick them out. His long tongue seemed to be working well as each girl moaned in turn as he went to work. As he licked one, he fingered the other. Brian and I stood watching. He cupped his balls with one hand and wanked slowly with the other. I tried to film with my left and wank with my right."Awesome," said Brian.We both walked across to the sofa and clambered on opposite sides to allow the girls to get our cocks in their mouth. I went to Sue and he went to Kate, his smallish cock allowed her to fully service him right to the hilt. Al did oral on the girls, they both sucked us and we both fingered them. Everyone was enjoying this!Kate, never happy, lifted her arm across to my head and guided it across to her mouth. I carefully bent over and kissed her as Brian's cock slid in and out of her mouth. His hard, wet cock skin was something else and sharing it with my wonderful Kate made me realise I wanted her fucked by both men. If possible I also wanted some contact with them too, but at this stage wondered if this was all I would get.Brian didn't blink when his entire cock slid in my mouth and I started to suck in earnest."This is a first for me," he said, "and fucking awesome it is too," looking down at my mouth slurping on his cock.I said nothing as I didn't want to ruin the moment.All raised his head, looked at me and smiled. I wondered what that smile meant but there was wickedness in it that I liked."Please let me see you fuck Kate, Brian," I begged. "I have never seen her fucked by another man and I want you to be the first. I also want this to be the second." I said this gripping Al's massive cock as he now stood in front of us.The feel of this massive hard cock sent shocks through me and I felt almost faint. Brian pulled Kate on to the rug and spread her legs open, as the rest of us stood around him. He stretched a condom on to his cock and lay between her pushing his penis into her as I filmed up close. He kissed her tits and gently licked her body as he started to pump to a rhythm and fucked her. He was definitely doing something right, as Kate was whimpering as he screwed her.Al and Sue stood alongside me, her arm around his waist. I looked down at his cock and he grinned, his white teeth almost menacing. "You wanna suck this?" he said to me.I mumbled as though this was not my scene, but he had rumbled me as his heavy hand pushed the top of my head down towards the waiting beast and my mouth opened willingly to receive it. As my heart thumped and my head spun, I heard Kate wail another orgasm as my lips covered as much of his cock as I could. Then I was at it like a starving animal. I gripped him hard and concentrated on the head sliding my mouth up and down. His cock went brick hard."That's fucking 'A' man. You been practising that," he said in his deep Caribbean voice.Sue watched me and my saliva coated his coal black cock making it glisten in the room lights. His precum mixed with my saliva giving a salty, but not unpleasant taste in the back of my throat. He started to kiss Sue. The erotic scene of my wife being fucked by a stranger and me servicing this black guy while he kissed another woman was so exciting that I could feel my heart thumping against my ribcage."I want you to warm me up for this brute," said Sue, "so fuck me!"She lowered herself into position carefully, lying alongside Kate and Brian."Hi sweetheart, are you enjoying yourself?" she said to her humping husband.Kate seemed to be having multiple orgasms, howling like a wounded animal as Brian pumped into her.My cock already covered, I lowered myself on to Sue. Her gaping cunt was larger than Kate's. The entrance looked like some large Amazonian flower with red, wide lips and surrounded by her dark pubic hair. The centre was visibly wet and waiting. My entry was much easier than Kate and, though I was around 30% larger than her husband, my cock slid in without any strain at all. Her gasp as I fully entered her was reward enough and I was soon hammering at her, my hands steadying her hips as I fucked. The feel was like a long, wet, velvet-lined tunnel and my cock was able to pull out fully and plunge right up to my balls. She loved it, and I lay forward to kiss her as I fucked. A finger traced my arse as I fucked and I realised that Al was behind me. His damp finger was pushing against my arsehole as I fucked and the sensation of being penetrated, however slightly, as I fucked almost brought me to orgasm and I had to stop all too quickly. I withdrew and Sue sat up, ripped off the condom and swallowed my cock right in front of Brian and Kate. As she sucked me, Brian suddenly stopped."I have to pull out or I'm going to cum," he said, withdrawing his cock."It looks like it's up to Al now," said Sue.She lay back down, alongside Kate as Brain stood up to join me and Al went down to do his duty. He went for Sue first. Surprisingly his enormous cock was swallowed by her gaping cunt and apart from an inviting "yess" it slid in easily. The camera did its work along with some great close ups of his great big cock sliding in and coming out covered in her juices. After a few strokes he pulled out and started on Kate. This wasn't so easy and it took a few attempts before she too was being fucked quite aggressively. Brian's eyes were on stalks watching this brute of a black man taking both girls in turn. As he fucked one, his hands kept the other going with either his palm caressing their tits or his fingers pushing inside to keep them on the boil. He stood idly stroking his cock which looked hard enough to break out of the skin and I was kneeling at the point where I had been filming. His cock was at face level and just about a foot away from me.I had a sudden urge and moved the short space to put my mouth over his cock. His hand initially blocked me and he slightly jumped but then he just pulled his hand away and let me. I was able to take his whole cock up to the pubic hair and held his balls in my other hand. Moving to a new position I was straight in front of him and as I looked up, his eyes were shut. I hoped it was in ecstasy and not because he didn't want to see me suck his cock. The hard cock was so easy to suck. His foreskin slid back and forth with my sucking and I was able to focus my mouth on its head.Suddenly he grabbed his cock and I realised he was going to cum. I wasn't sure I was ready to swallow cum but I also knew I wanted to feel it fire. I pushed his hand away and withdrew my mouth just as the first burst broke free from the slit. The force that hit my face was almost painful and it splattered in all directions. I figured in all that he fired around 7 times before it reached its final dribble. It had thankfully missed my eyes but my face was whitewashed with his semen. It dripped off my chin and some had gone in my mouth. It splashed on my lap and my cock and balls and the stroking of my own cock was suddenly lubricated."My turn now girls," said Al.He pulled his cock out of Kate, ripped off the condom and aimed at the girls faces. The quantity of cum wasn't anywhere rear that of Brian but it was enough to splatter on both girls faces and tits. I stood up and managed to join him in their cum-bath. My first shot coincided with his last. "Wow," said Sue as a large rivulet of cum trickled into her mouth from her cheek. She licked her lips and simply swallowed it. I bent forward and kissed her and then moved over to Kate. The mixture of second hand cum and saliva was stimulating, even after cumming. I looked up to see Brian videoing the final clip for our home movie.As often happens on these occasions, Al was dressed quickly with an excuse about getting out before he was noticed and we were left with the embarrassing laughter that people get after these sort of events.The aftermath of this was that we managed another part to our movie with just Brian and Sue 2 days later, in fact we managed 2 sequels before the holiday ended. We also managed to arrange that we would meet up shortly after returning home for another session.You may have wondered what happened to Lester, the other gardener. That thought had crossed my mind as Lester was considerably more attractive than Al in that he was younger, probably around 21 against Al's 35, he was leaner against Al's footballer's build and he was cuter, against Al's thick-set manly image.Since Al hadn't mention him and none of the other 3 mentioned him, I put him out of my thoughts. I kept seeing him hard at work in the grounds but usually at another part from where we were sunbathing. About 2 days before we left and after our last session with Sue and Brian who had left that morning, Kate was doing what Kate enjoyed doing, pampering herself. She had gone to the spa and I was by the pool. In need of the toilet, I went to the closest which was not the main one for the pool but was just off the ramped, underground entrance to the main service area/kitchens of the hotel. I had just finished when in walked Lester. I was in Speedos, he was in one piece dark overalls which he zipped from chest downwards to below his cock. I had finished so as I stood by the sink I watched him in the mirror as he took out a sizeable piece of meat. Though lightly smaller than Al's, it was not by much, and was definitely thicker. I would say it was about 8 inches long but the thickness was impressive. I could see him watching me. He walked into a cubicle and stood, with the door open and his back to the bowl. "Al says you suck cock," he said. "Suck mine!"I walked forward in a daze and went into the cubicle. He pushed me down and stuck his cock in my mouth. He ruthlessly hammered it into my mouth and held my head while doing so. The whole event took no more than 3 minutes and he came his full load in my mouth causing me to gag. I swallowed some and spat out the rest. He then did something unusual for a guy that had just spilled his beans; he lifted me up, dropped to his knees and returned the compliment. Now that was a lot more pleasant.I gave him what he had just given me and shoved my cock in and out of his mouth giving him the full blast from my aching balls. He swallowed every drop, zipped up his overalls and with a quick "see ya," was off.I did tell Kate, but not until we were safely home. She commented that perhaps the reason Lester had not been in our room was that he wasn't into women. Possibly she was right so at least I managed a bonus point!!Our relationship has entered a new, raunchier stage and I was looking forward to the future with Kate.More to [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 61 |
swing09.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/11/swing09.txt | |
chambers.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/chambers.txt | Author's note: This story was written at the request of a reader, Ashtaroth. Hope he enjoys and hope all of you do, too.***Sheila awoke with a start. Something was not correct in her little world. Cool air wafted over her nude body. 'I don't sleep nude.' She thought to herself. A quick glance downward told her that she was indeed nude, and lying upon a very hard floor, her back was freezing. She sat up and gasped. Lying about her were the other members of her little family.Her husband, Joseph, laid right next to her, snoring gently. Next to her, on the other side was her elder son Randall. And beyond him was their other son, Charles. She peered around with unreasonable worry then a look of relief crossed her face when she saw her baby, Miranda, their only daughter, in the room as well. All of them were naked, however, and this immediately set off alarms in her head. She quickly jumped up and shook Joseph's shoulder. He did not awaken, simply snorted then shifted.With a start, she realized they were not nude, but each had a thick, heavy collar of steel about their necks. The room was tiny, only about fifteen feet to a side, and there was only one large king-sized bed. Each wall was made of some sort of black glass, probably two-way, she thought sourly."Good, you're awake." A tiny voice said in her ear, it came from the collar. "Nice family you have there."She looked around then quietly said. "What do you want?" She asked. "We have little money.""It's not about money, Sheila, and you know it." The voice intoned. "It's about truth."'Great, a loonie.' She thought. "Please, let us go. "We won't tell anyone...""Stupid bitch." The voice hissed from the collar. "You won't tell anyone anyway. Now, we will begin soon with the fun, so you should relax while you can, Sheila."Tears were streaming down her face. "Please stop." She said quietly."I wish I could." The voice said. "But I HAVE to do this, you have to see."There was a tiny beep from one of the collars. Randall sat up yelling. "What the he ..." He yelled, then stopped, seeing his state of nudity then immediately seeing his mother's own nakedness.A staircase appeared in the floor, the panels covering it sliding aside smoothly on silent rails. "Go down the stairs." The collar-voice said to both of them. "Now." It added.Sheila balked and shook her head. "No."A jolt of pure pain shot through her body, sending her sprawling across the floor, it was not enough to force her to loose control of her bowels, but she had to force herself not to pee. She cried out in agony and her son ran to her."Leave her!" Said the voice in his collar. "Or you'll be right beside her." Randall ignored it and bent to comfort his mother, he was a healthy lad, and was much taller than his mother already, even at age sixteen.A massive shock caused him to twitch and fall, flopping like a fish, upon the floor. "I warned you, next jolt goes to your little momma." The voice said. Randall gritted his teeth at the pain and found he could not move voluntarily. The pain ceased as suddenly as it had come and they both could sit up. "Now go downstairs." The voice said again.They both rose slowly to their feet and did as he said walking down the stairs slowly. Randall took his mother's hand and tried to sooth her mind. "It's okay mom." He said. "We'll be fine.""I wish that were true, Randall." Sheila looked up at her son. She was proud of all her children, but Randall held pride of place, being the more handsome of her sons. He was tall, broad shouldered, and well-muscled. She shocked herself by looking down at his manhood and even judged it to be well above average, far larger than her husband's she estimated. Wondering if he had seen her looking at his organ, she flicked her eyes upward and caught him looking at her round breasts. He turned away quickly as they reached the final step and walked into a dark room. The inky blackness concealed what was before them."It's good that you like one another." The voice said to both of them. "But you don't have to wonder for long." A light came on, illuminating a bed in the center of the room. Behind them the doors over the stairs slid shut almost silently.Sheila got it first, gasping. "No." She said."You will learn to stop saying that word." The voice said. "Next time I hear it, I shock your lovely son, and not as softly as I did last time."Reflexively she said. "No!" Then covered her mouth with both hands. "Wait!" It was too late, the boy laid out on the floor, twitching to beat the band, and even frothing at the mouth some. As she screamed, he lost bladder control and urine jetted from his prick and splattered all over his body and even on her some as his nozzle twitched and flopped about. After a moment it stopped, and her son laid there panting. "Oh God! That hurt." He moaned."Go wash him off." The voice commanded. Sheila heard water spraying in the corner behind her. Another light had come on and was illuminating an area with a shower head. She took Randall's hand and helped him to stand. Both went over to it and he rinsed under the flowing warm water. "There, that's better." The voice said. "Help him get all clean."Sheila reached out with one hand and rubbed her fingers over the boy's chest. The taut muscles of her son's broad chest made her somewhat excited. She remembered when his father had been so buff and had been able to turn her on just by taking off his shirt. The voice in the collar said. "You like that, don't you Sheila?"She nodded slightly, fearful that her son had heard the question, but he must not have, he just looked at her oddly. "Mom. What is he going to make us do?" Randall had pieced things together, too, now."She looked at her handsome son. "I think he's going to make us have sex." She said, swallowing, and flicking her eyes over her son's body again."Compliment him." The voice urged her.She blinked a couple of times, then said. "You're so handsome, Randall. I love your eyes, they're so like mine, it's like little mirrors to me."Randall must have gotten the same command, she thought. "Mom, you have really nice boobs." He said, stammering. "And a great butt." He finally added. Hearing those words from her eldest son was wrong, she knew, but they also excited her some, sending warmth to her groin."Look at his cock." The voice urged her. "He really does like you." The voice sounded self-satisfied, but she looked, and he was swelling with an erection. It was as she had thought, he was big. Far bigger than Joseph. He was only half hard now, his penis arching gracefully from his body and still pointing downward, but already it was longer and much thicker than her husband's. "Compliment it."Sheila forced her eyes up off of the swelling organ, though she really wanted to keep watching it grow, to see how big it would get. Gazing up into her son's eyes, she realized she was panting slightly. "Y...You have a huge cock, it's beautiful." She said finally.As she finished speaking the words, her eyes automatically drifted back down to the swollen cock as it had finally begun to point up slightly, curving. It was thicker than her wrist now, and over half the length of her forearm. She gasped at seeing it fully erect for the first time ever, and seeing it at all since he was seven or eight.The water turned off and the light clicked off as well. "Go to the bed. Both of you." The voice commanded. Sheila peeled her eyes away from her son's massive rod again, and turned and walked to the bed. She was not worried nearly as much as she was turned on now, she was about to be fucked by that massive pole. As she walked she felt her thighs grow moist with juices flowing from her puffy cunt lips. She heard her son behind her, walking. 'Is he checking out my ass?' She wondered."Stop at the edge of the bed." The voice said. "Bend over and move your legs apart."She did as she was told and her son stopped just behind her. She glanced down over her shoulder and saw her son standing there looking intently at her ass and her twat beneath it. "He's going to fuck you in a bit, but I thought since you were the mother, you should be served first."She gasped as her son knelt down behind her and moved his face forward, a look of worry and expectation on his young face. Then she felt his mouth on her cunt. She looked forward again and panted as she felt his young, energetic tongue slip from his lips and lap at her labia and clit. After a moment, she shifted her legs to spread them farther, and allow her boy better access to her cunt. He took advantage of the opportunity afforded him and buried his tongue deep into her slit. She moaned out loud at the added stimulation and caught herself pushing back toward him with her whole body. "You're a fine slut, Sheila." The voice siad. "Do you like your son's tongue in your box?""Yes." She whispered between her panting breaths. "I do."The voice chuckled evilly in her ears. "Tell him that, he's unsure of himself." The voice said. "Let him know he's doing well.""Randall, you're doing that very well." She murmured, her voice slurring a little. "You're very good at licking me, it feels wonderful." At her compliment, he seemed to double his efforts, taking hold of her hips and forcing his face into her crotch, lapping deeply and repeatedly at her soft cunt opening. She grunted as he did this and felt an orgasm approaching."You have one minute to orgasm, or he gets the juice." The voice said.Focusing her mind on enjoying the sensations and on the utter naughtiness of the whole situation, she found it quite easy to reach her climax, pushing her hips back against his face she screamed out a powerful release, yelling his name and God's in one breath as she released. He kept lapping for a long moment after her knees would have buckled from the orgasmic release she had just achieved, but he held her up, easily, and kept lapping and licking her cunt and clit."Now sit down and turn toward him, you're going to suck him off before he fucks you." The voice said. "He's young, he'll get it right back up, don't worry." Sheila sat and urged her son to stand before her by grabbing his hips and moving him into place just before her face. Again she was stunned by his huge size. He would barely fit in her petite mouth, but she would take him in as best she could. When her hand grabbed the base of his organ, he gasped and she saw a glistening mass of pre-come slide out of the tiny slit at the end of the massive pole. Sheila leaned forward and opened her mouth, her son was watching her intently as she wrapped her full soft lips about his cock and drew him into her for a few inches. She had only about a third of it in her mouth when it ran up against the back of her palate. She tasted his pre-come and loved the full feeling his organ gave her mouth. She longed for another place on her to be filled as well. But he had told her to suck him off, not just suck him. She began to slide her lips up and down the long, thick shaft, feeling the bulbous head moving in her mouth. Her hand began to assist the motion, stroking the long portion of shaft she could not orally accommodate."You want him to fuck you, don't you?" The voice said. "You CAN say no this time, if you really want to." He told her. She took her son deep into her mouth and shook her head. Randall gasped as she did this and grabbed the back of her head. "No, you don't want to say no? Or, no you don't want him to fuck you with that huge cock?"She pulled back and looked up at her son, slipping the thick pole from her lips. "I want you to fuck me." She said, answering the voice in a manner he had not expected."Wow, lady, you're something. I've never seen a woman slut out so quickly." He said, with a trace of respect in his voice. "Lay back and let the boy fuck you. As a reward for being a good little slut."She slid back on the bed and laid back. Her son was receiving instructions, as well, she could tell. His eyes would defocus for a brief moment as the voice spoke to him. He crawled up over her and looked down into her own blue eyes. "Mom, he told me to fuck you." Randall said."I know, Randall, it's okay." She said, stroking his golden hair with her slim fingers."Tell him you'll satisfy him with oral later if he likes." The voice urged her.She brushed a lock of his hair from his eyes. "I'll suck you off another time, promise." She murmured. The boy smiled wide at that and finished moving into position over her body. She could feel his big organ against one thigh. "You need me to aim, Randall?" She asked.Randall nodded, his face marked by a little embarrassment. "You probably should, I don't know how."She smiled. "It's okay, you will in a moment." She said, and reached down between them. Taking hold of his stem at the root, she pointed the large round head at her opening. "Now push down."He pushed, and, to her amazement, it slipped right in. She was so wet, she probably could have slipped a Hummer in there right now. It still hurt some, though, she had never even personally seen a cock as big as his, much less had it in her. As inch after inch disappeared into her welcoming cunt, she groaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She had never felt anything like this massive pole spreading and sliding deep into her. "Oh, Randall." She said, unbidden. "You're so big."Randall smiled. "I know he's making you say that, but thanks, mom." Randall answered. He got that distant look for a second, then looked at her with wide eyes. "You really like it?" He asked, stopping him inward motion.Sheila's face turned deep red. "Yes." She said quietly, her eyes filling with tears. "I'm sorry, but I do."Her son smiled down again. "It's okay, mom, I like it too." He said. "You're really warm and soft inside." He said as he bottomed out, his balls coming to rest against the soft cheeks of her ass. He received another command, apparently and began humping into her, pulling half his long organ from her then thrusting it back into her tight hole. It made squishing sounds as it pulled forth, creating suction behind it, so massive was the displacement of his thick pole.Sheila grunted with each thrust, though, and began to push upward to let him go deeper into her. The muscles of her belly burned with the unfamiliar effort, but she was in pretty good shape, and would keep it up as long as she could. "Oh, God, please forgive me." She whispered, then grabbed her son's shoulders with both hands and wrapped her slender legs around him locking her ankles together. Once she was positioned, she began to fuck him back, pulling herself up to meet his every powerful penetration. "I love you, Randall." She grunted into his ear as she felt another climax coming over her.Her handsome son smiled at her. "I love you, too, mom." He said quietly, still pounding into her forcefully, and not even breaking a sweat. His broad smile and loving expression was burned into her mind as she climaxed a second time, squeezing her eyes shut and shouting out."Yes, Randall, fuck me good!" She screamed as the orgasm raged through her body. She almost wet herself after all, but managed to regain control just in time. Still he pumped into her, like a machine. She grunted over and over as he increased the violence of each impact. "You can come, Randall, it's okay." She said. No sooner than the words flowed from her mouth than he squeezed his eyes shut and grunted loudly. She felt jets of hot semen filling her womb and vagina as her son poured them into her. "That's it, son, feed it to me." She whispered as the twitching of his cock subsided and he slowed down, then stopped fucking her. There was a audible slurping sound as he drew his cock from her distended hole. She felt between her thighs with her fingers. "God, you wore me out, Randall."The boy smiled. "Is that good?" He asked.She reached up again and grabbed his shoulders, lifting her body up to kiss him soundly on the lips, he tried for a moment to draw back then remembered that he HAD just fucked her. They kissed a long moment, her tongue sliding into his mouth, then coaxing his tongue out and into hers. After almost a minute, she fell back onto the bed. "Yes," she replied, finally, "it is good."The voice finally spoke up again. "Very well done, you two." It said. "It's good to see people enjoy themselves and each other. It almost restores my faith in God, almost."Sheila sat up and looked around. "I hope you did enjoy it." She murmured. "You're pretty sick to make us do what you did.""Like you didn't enjoy it, you slut." He said from the tiny speaker. "And I use that word as a great compliment. I saw you pulling him into you like a bitch in heat."She blushed at those words. He was right, she had just enjoyed it, and had definitely taken an active and unbidden role in making the sex better with her son. She looked back at her handsome little boy, who had just used her cunt like no man ever had. She could still feel his come sliding out of her cunt in a slow dribble. There was a faint hum from the ceiling and a plasma screen television lowered from the top corner, just under the doorway from the stairs. "Enjoy the show." The voice said and she heard a tiny click from her collar.The plasma screen flashed into life, showing a room almost identical to the room she was in now. Her husband was walking into it. Joseph had Miranda in his arms, carrying her. She was awake, however, and when he laid her upon the bed Sheila began to weep. She knew the man was about to make her dear and loving husband take their sweet daughter's virginity.Randall sat up on the bed. "What are they doing?" He asked. "Oh, damn." He whispered after that, realizing what he was seeing. The tone of his voice was not terrified or offended, though. Sheila looked at him and realized he was fascinated."Don't you get it, the man's making your dad molest little Miranda." She said, her eyes welling with tears. "You're nearly a grown man. So it's not like you're not physically ready for what just happened." She sobbed. "It's going to hurt her a lot." She murmured at last."Um. Mom." Randall said, running his fingers through his unruly hairs. "That's not really true." His face turned nearly purple from embarrassment."What the hell do you mean?" Sheila asked him.Randall cleared his throat. "Well, Miranda isn't a virgin, not for two years now." He finally said."What!" The mother screeched. "You fucked your sister?" She said accusingly, pointing to the monitor.Randall curled into a small ball upon the bed, weeping. "Yes." He said. "We didn't mean it to happen, mom." He said as she stormed toward him, with murderous eyes. "It just happened." He said. "You and dad wouldn't let me out of the damn house to meet other girls, so I became interested in what was available."Sheila stopped. "You're saying if we had let you go out and fuck neighborhood girls once in a while..."Randall sat up again. "Yes." He interrupted her. "If I could have found someone to do, other than Miranda, I would have." His voice was accusatory now. "Hell, I couldn't even go to school dances and just rub against some girl for a few minutes. Miranda was available, and more importantly, willing."Staring at him with wide eyes, Sheila gaped at her son. "I never realized how upset that made you." She murmured finally. "I suppose we were kind of asking you to not be a teenage boy."On the monitor Miranda was sitting on the edge of the bed, it was obvious they were being given similar instructions to what she had received. As she watched in rather shocked horror, Miranda took her father's cock into her mouth and began bobbing her head back and forth enthusiastically. "Your daughter is a very willing little minx, Sheila." The voice said from her collar. "I only had to ask her to make her daddy happy, and she did the rest."Miranda stopped slurping on her dad's organ and pulled it out of her small mouth. "Daddy, he wants you to fuck me." She said. Jacob nodded and watched passively as Miranda laid upon her back and spread her legs wide apart. "Don't worry, you won't hurt me." She said, smiling slightly. "But please don't be mad that I'm not a virgin."Jacob nodded. "I know, darling." He murmured as he got into position over her. His erection standing hard between them. "I guessed about Randall and you a long time ago." He pushed his cock into her opening and she moaned, pushing upward to meet him right off. Her daughter was a little minx, wasn't she. Within seconds, the little girl had her legs around her dad's waist and was giving as good as she got.Sheila's tears stifled as she realized she was growing wet from the show before her eyes. Miranda moaned out Jacob's name numerous times during their sex, and when the little girl had a climax it was loud enough to cause the plasma screen's speakers to rattle. As the couple cooled down afterward she confided that Jacob did not hurt her like Randall did, and she liked that."You're all doing very well." Said the voice in Sheila's collar. "Only one son to go."Randall got that distant look on his face and stood up from the bed. "I have to go upstairs." He said and left the room. Sheila waited expectantly, then her younger son walked down, with Miranda's hand in his. "Mom." He said. "What's going on?"Sheila comforted him with a gentle touch on his shoulder. "A man is making us have sex with each other." She explained. "But, Miranda, why are you here?"Miranda looked at her mother a moment. "The man said since Charles had to wait the longest, he should get both women." She said.Charles said. "He's telling me to sit on the bed.""Do it, Charly." Sheila said. "He will hurt you if you don't, or Miranda or me."Sitting on the bed, her younger son, not nearly ad physically endowed as his older brother, looked somewhat pitiable. However he was decently build in the manhood department, Shiela noticed, as his cock was swelling. Miranda knelt before him and began to kiss and stroke his thigh. "He told me to give you head, Charles." She whispered."You join her." The voice commanded Sheila from her collar. "Both of you suck the boy's cock."Miranda knelt beside her little girl and watched as Miranda began to suck his pole into her little mouth. After a few strokes, she held the base and pointed it toward her mother. Sheila moved down and began to suck it, as well. They alternated about every ten strokes, with Miranda always holding the base."You lick up and down one side, while the girl does the other, and kiss over the top of the head." The voice said. Sheila complied, running her lips and tongue up the right side of the lad's shaft and watching Miranda's pretty green eyes moving up the other side. Several times their tongues ran into one another, but they were going to kiss anyway, so what of that? Sheila thought.As their mouths moved to the tip of the cock, Miranda's hand moved to the back of Sheila's head and her small, slender fingers knotted into her thick brown hair. Sheila moved her own slender fingers into Miranda's dirty blonde hair and they kissed each other deeply. Their tongues jockeying for position and their lips smashed painfully together. After several moments, Charles, feeling forgotten touched Sheila's cheek.The boy moaned as his mother wrapped her hand around his sister's and they began to stroke him in unison. As his climax built in his loins he noticed that they had stopped kissing and were again sucking on the head and shaft of his cock, Miranda's mouth over the end and mom's running up and down the shaft, occasionally pausing to suck his mostly hairless balls into her mouth. Sheila watched in fascination as the boy grunted and came into Miranda's mouth. Her daughter did not flinch even a little at this task, and Sheila wondered how much experience the young girl had with giving head. When he finished groaning, she lifted her mouth off of the boy's still-hard cock."Kiss her." The voice in her collar said.The girl had her lips pressed together as she moved to kiss Sheila. As their lips joined she felt Miranda's tongue open her lips and opened her own mouth to receive it. What she got, instead was a mouth full of her son's sperm. The two continued to kiss as they swapped the semen back and forth for a while, swallowing it slowly over time until they both had empty mouths.Miranda giggled. "I've never done that before." She said, smiling at her mother. "It was kinda fun."Sheila stopped herself before she could say something hurtful to her little girl. What would it serve to try to get Miranda to feel bad about what was happening? None, she decided, actually, it was probably good that the girl was enjoying this activity, it would keep her from being scarred by it, assuming any of them lived out the day, which Sheila somewhat feared was not the case.As they stopped kissing, the monitor came on again and showed Jacob on the bed on all fours, with Randall poised behind him, with that massive cock at the entrance of his dad's anus.All three in the room watched in fascination as Jacob's face contorted into a look of pain as the boy slid his huge rod into his father's ass, inch after inch spreading his dad's sphincter and filling his bowels with cock. Sheila did not even realize until well after she had started, that she was stroking Charles' cock again. "Very good, mom." The voice said. "Spread your legs, and let your little girl eat you."She did as she was told, transfixed by the images on the monitor. He husband was being mounted and used by their elder son, and after a few minutes of the use, he seemed to be rather enjoying it, moaning and reaching down to stroke is own, smaller rod.He kept looking up and to the right. Then Sheila realized the two were watching a monitor like she was, and watching as Miranda kissed her way up her mother's thigh, then buried her slim face into her mother's cunt, lapping and eagerly sucking on the labia and clitoris. Sheila leaned back and moaned loudly as Miranda's tongue wormed its way into her and she slurped at her juices. Charles moved up behind his sister and pushed his swollen member into her well-lubricated cunt, causing her to moan into her mother's pussy as she did so.On the monitor, Randall grabbed his father's hips and began to fuck him harder and more enthusiastically as he received instructions. Jacob, for his part, received like a champion, and began to thrust back and truly seemed to not mind being hammered by the massive cock his son was feeding into his backside. He was, overall, larger than his son, but the boy's prick looked like a telephone pole ramming into his dad's butt, spreading his cheeks wide and forcing his anus into a fat 'O' around it's large girth.Sheila cried out as she came again, screaming out Miranda's name and causing Jacob and Randall to both regard the monitor with curiosity for a moment, before Randall grunted and obviously began to fill his dad's rectum with semen. As he finished this task, he got that look again that indicated he was being told to do something. He pulled his pole out of his dad's ass and lowered his mouth to the gaping ring. He placed his lips around the hole and sucked. His cheeks caved in as he drew hard with his lungs.Finally, he stopped, and then grabbed his dad's head as he sat up to look at his son. Prying his dad's mouth open, he dribbled the come he had just sucked out of the older man's ass. Jacob received the semen and swallowed it handily. Then the two men kissed deeply as the boy stroked his father's cock.Soon, he was on all fours, and Jacob was getting into position behind him. Miranda distracted Sheila as she squealed out her own little orgasm, again screaming very loudly, but mercifully, her voice was muffled by having her mouth buried in her mother's cunt."Time to eat your little girl out while Charles fucks you." The voice in her collar said. Miranda was already standing up and moving to lay on the bed with her head up against the headboard. Sheila moved between her daughter's smooth thighs, and looked at her sparsely-haired cunt. She then buried her mouth into it, her tongue darting into the little girl's tight opening and tasting her juices. Miranda moaned as she watched her mother's blue eyes over her own pubic mound, with her slim nose poised on top of the fine hairs of her pussy. The daughter reached down and grabbed the back of her mom's head and twined her fingers again through the long hair there. Both her hands now forced her mother's mouth into tighter contact with her sweet slit.Sheila felt her son's hands on her curved hips, then felt him push his cock into her wet and well-used cunt. He began fucking her hard and fast, ramming his pole to the hilt into her then pulling back until only the head stayed in her. The mother grunted with each thrust of her son's hips and groaned as her daughter ground her cunt into her lapping mouth. She was nearly mad with bliss when she climaxed again, this time even more forcefully than the others. She grunted and moaned and her legs almost shot out from under her and she bit her little girl's labia as she tried to stifle the orgasm. Her head spun wildly as she came down off the incredible rush of the release and then she felt her son firing his semen into her cunt, filling her yet again, as her other son had done earlier. Remembering she had a chore, she redoubled her efforts on her daughter's opening, lapping fiercely at her little girl's clit. The girl wriggled and ground her cunt into her mom's face, pulling hard on her hair. She screamed one more time, arching her back and pulling Sheila's hair so hard that the mother winced at the pain. The young girl relaxed as the mother slowed with her tongue, and Sheila felt Charles withdraw his spent rod from her abused slit. She finally let her legs collapse and fell to the bed, panting, and Charles fell beside her, his arm over her back. They kissed a long moment side by side, only half-turning to see one another.A loud noise from the monitor brought Sheila's attention back to it. Jacob was yelling as he spent his come into his son's backside. Now he was leaning down to do the same thing Randall had done. Sucking his come from his son's ass, he transferred it to the boy's waiting mouth. Then they again kissed."You've all done well, tonight." The voice said, and then added. "Now go upstairs and receive your reward."All five family members climbed the stairs and saw, sitting in the middle of the floor, a picnic basket. Inside was a six-pack of beers, and a large variety of foodstuffs. It was not until this moment that they all realized they had not eaten in hours. They devoured the food and swilled down the beer in record time, actually chattering and laughing as they ate. Like they were really on a picnic. A door hummed against the wall, and they saw a little bathroom beyond, though it offered no privacy, being just a sink, toilet and shower head emerging from the wall of a smooth-sided stall, like an RV's bathroom."Enjoy your evening folks. I will speak to you again in the morning." The voice said into their collars, then there was a click as the collars switched off.They found the two bedrooms were still open to them and they could go down to the large beds to sleep that night. The kids all got put into one bed for this first night, just so that Sheila and Jacob could be alone."What will we do?" Sheila asked him quietly as they laid together on the bare bed."I have no idea." Jacob replied, stroking her arm. "I'm not even sure what we're up against."Sheila smiled at him in the dim lights of the room on night-setting. "I have to admit, I came more times today than I can ever remember."Jacob chuckled. "Me too." He said. "I also have to admit, I really liked watching you with the kids."Sheila gasped. "I can't believe that." She said. "Well, I would never have thought you the type to take a fucking like you did from Randall.""That boy's hung like a mule." Jacob said, with a sound of pride in his voice. "He seemed to work you over pretty good with it."Sheila giggled. "Was it that obvious?" She asked."Only a lot." Her husband replied. "Well, the screaming gave you away, and the moaning."She kissed his neck and reached down toward his organ, it was already stiff. "You want me to call Miranda? Or maybe Randall?" She asked him with a sly grin.Miranda came down the stairs. "I couldn't sleep, mom." She said muzzily. "Charly and Randall both wanted to do me, and I didn't want to.""What are they doing then?" Sheila asked.The daughter giggled. "Each other." She replied. "Charly is doing Randall right now, and they say they're gonna switch when he comes.""Come on, angel, you can sleep with us, then." Sheila said, scooting aside and making room between herself and Jacob. "We won't make you do anything." She told her daughter.Miranda crawled up between them, smiling. "Well, I could be talked into a little stuff, but not two guys at once."Sheila's hand slipped up her daughter's thigh. "Maybe your daddy would like to watch you and me play a while?"Jacob smiled broadly. "Of course I would." He said.Miranda smiled at her father and mother. "Okay." She answered.END |
youngindianphoto.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/59/youngindianphoto.txt | After spending the afternoon with her good friend Anjali, Zoya couldn't help envying her. The recent sexual encounter that Anjali had had with a friend of her husband's while she was under the impression that it was her husband was very erotic. Somehow this had a beneficial spin off for Zoya as well and she became even more uninhibited. Their relationship also improved drastically and they actually discussed the subtle nuances of sexual orgasms, what excited them in the other sex etc. Perhaps taking advantage of this Salman decided to tell her what had been on his mind for a while. "Love, If you don't mind I would like to say something," he said playing with her nipples. They were lying in bed. Zoya was naked and Salman's body language distinctly showed that he was aroused.. "Sure, go ahead," Zoya was forthcoming. "Don't allow anyone who have sex with to discharge inside you," he managed to say. "Why, you are jealous?" she teased. "No, I am not jealous. In fact I care for you. In these uncertain times, it is not clear as to who is carrying which disease. I have a suggestion. Segregate the people who find sexually attractive into two groups: one with whom you can go the whole way and one with whom you should restrict yourself to oral sex and not allow penetration in the pussy." Zoya nodded and kissed him. "You are such a darling who cares so much form me. Sure, I will bear it in mind. Of course you will always know but if ever you don't I shall certainly take care," she assured him. Salman had once worked with a guy named Dave who was into photography. Their desks were next to each other and they got to know each other quite well. Sometimes they would walk to the bus together after work and have long philosophical discussion about anything in the world. This was told to Zoya by Salman himself. Though she found it unusual for someone like Salman at 35 to have much in common with a 50-year-old guy but they simply had good communication. One day, Shekhat ran into Dave near the elevator. "Hey, Salman, you going to lunch?" He said. "Yeah. I going to try to run over to Connaught Place to buy some equipment." "I didn't know you were into photography. Mind some company?" He asked. They walked briskly under the newly laid train tracks to the camera store of all camera stores. Zoya and Salman had decided to see if photography would be a fun hobby and Salman was going to price some equipment. Dave was a lifelong photographic hobbyist and at times he did some professional work on the side, such as weddings and portraits. He had done some product shots for a learning project they had been working on last year. "So, what kind of equipment are you looking for, Salman?" Dave asked. "I dunno. I guess some lights and filters and stuff. I already have a nice Canon camera and a bunch of lenses. Zoya told me to spend some money on some good equipment, kind of a birthday present for me." Dave looked at Salman and said, "Do you want me to show you what kind of stuff I would buy? Maybe I could help you throw together some stuff. What kind of photography are you interested in?" "I was thinking of some portrait work, some shots of Zoya and maybe some of the spontaneous stuff you see on the streets..." Salman answered. They got to the store and it was packed with great equipment. Dave really knew what he was doing and before long, they had a pile of stuff, including some beginning darkroom equipment, lights and other stuff. It took both of them to carry it out of the store and back to the office. "Zoya is going to blow her top when she sees how much I spent. Now I need a way to get it home. I'll take half of it home each night." "No need. I have my car today. I'll drive you home after work. You still live around Green Park?" Dave said. "Yup and thanks, I'd appreciate it. Don't you have to go in the opposite direction?" "No problem. Kiran is visiting our daughter who just moved to Kolkata. I'm batching it tonight. That's why I brought the car." After work, they lugged the stuff down to the parking garage and into Dave's car. Zoya already knew to expect them and she was glad to hear that Salman bought some equipment for their new hobby. She was however not so very happy to hear about the money that Salman had spent. She told him to invite Dave for dinner, she was going to get some takeout Chinese for all of them. Dave was glad to have something to do. He and his wife had an empty nest situation going. Their only daughter had married and moved to nearby Gurgaon. They were settled into their hobbies, not much excitement but they seemed happy. Dave perhaps got a kick out of some of Salman's stories and milder escapades. He would probably have a stroke if he knew about the other escapades like the candour with which both of them had visited the resort at St. Tropez. He was an open-minded person, he and his wife were actually quite liberal about life and lifestyles, as they had been English teachers before they retired and moved to New Delhi. When Salman and Dave got to the apartment, Zoya was back with the food and they chowed down on it with gusto. Salman and Zoya were now living in a 2-bedroom apartment and it was roomy compared to the last one. "You guys look like there is a lot of room for two people, Zoya," Dave said. "Yes, this is so we don't keep tripping on each other. Besides, the second bathroom may serve as a darkroom. Did Salman tell you that I have a minor in fine arts and photography?" She said. "No, he did not. How much experience have you had?" "Very little. I was a lot shyer in those days and did not try to assert my artistic potential. All people tried to do was get me to pose for oil painting and photography classes... but I was too shy in those days. " "Now thinks she controls the world," Salman said with a touch of sarcasm. Zoya gave him a dirty look. "What I mean is that I was just a nineteen year old girl and I thought people were trying to take advantage of me," she said. "How about now, Zoya," Salman said, "What if they asked you now?" "I think I would look at it differently. I'm older now." "Yeah, thirty. That's really old," Salman chided her. Dave stepped into the family feud and said, "You might consider posing Zoya. You are a very pretty girl and you look like you have a nice slim figure... " "Yeah, hon. We could use you for a subject and try out this new equipment," Salman added. She gave him a strange look. "He's right Zoya. Not for racy pictures but as a chance to try out lighting and other effects. If you like, I can show you guys some basics of lighting as I do it. Zoya, you may have other ideas since you studied it at school..." Dave offered. "Okay, that might be okay but I want to take pictures too, not just stand there like a ninny. I'll let Salman learn on me if I can take shots of him too. Deal?" "Deal," Salman said, "What is your favorite kind of photo, Dave?" "You know, Salman, I was going to go to my camera club meeting tonight until you invited me here. I have a couple of my sample books in the car. Want to see them?" They politely said yes and he was back in a flash with 2 large photo albums. He handed them the first one. Salman had expected some shots of his grandchildren or a vacation but was surprised to see the wide variety of photographs he had taken. There were different sections in the albums, with pictures of beautiful flowers and trees in full color and some black and whites of start winter scenes. There were other sections dedicated to weddings, baby pictures and other subjects. They were beautiful. "This is nice stuff, Dave. You are really a pro. What's in the other book?" Salman asked. "I wasn't sure if I should bring this one in. These are a bit more "artistic" and I don't want to offend Zoya..." "Oh, come on. I'm pretty tough, you know. Now you have me curious. Can we take a peek?" She said. He handed them the book and was studying their expressions as they turned the pages. These were also very beautiful pictures, mainly figure studies of nudes. Some were sexier than the others were but they were all very well done. There was lots of detail in the nudes; skin texture and color were handled masterfully. "These are beautiful, Dave," Salman said, "Who is this one nude model that seems to be in a lot of the pictures?" "Can you keep a secret?" He asked and they nodded. "That is my wife, Kiran, about 25 years ago. Don't tell her I showed them to you, she would be furious." "You sly dog you," Salman said with a grin. "No. I think these are beautiful and very romantic," Zoya said. "It is a way to remember her when she was younger..." "And well-built," Salman added. Dave was getting visibly embarrassed as his face was reddening. "I'm sorry Dave. I didn't mean to pull your leg," Salman said. "No, its okay. It's just that it was so long ago and I can't believe how fast time has gone. It seems that Kiran was Zoya's age just yesterday," Dave responded. He put down the albums and walked over to the pile of equipment they had lugged in. They all started opening the boxes and then brought out some of the equipment from the closet, including some of the stuff Zoya used in college. "What we need is a good studio area," Dave said. "How about this room. We could set up lights and bounce from the nice white ceiling onto our lovely subject. " "Thank you, sir," Zoya responded. It was obvious that she liked Dave by the way she talked to him. "Well, let's get cracking." Before long they had set up lights in the living room and pulled all the furniture from one side of the room except for a kitchen stool. Dave motioned Zoya to the stool. "Now boys, there is one little detail. I was not planning on doing a Playboy spread here, got it?" She said. "That is not the intention, Zoya, we like you just the way you are. Are you comfortable with some close-ups of your face?" Dave asked. "Sure, why not. Should I change or something?" She asked. She was barefooted, wearing short denim shorts and a short plain silk shirt that buttoned down the front, untucked and no bra. Her cute belly button was fully visible and with a bit of effort her nipples could also be seen through the thin material. She was perhaps interested in something more than just a passport picture, Salman mused. "You look great like that, babe," he said while Dave was running around the room, adjusting spotlights and looking at his light meter. They began shooting film, since tons of it had been bought that day. Salman spent lots of time through the viewfinder peering at Zoya. She was young and pretty and he wanted to capture the moment. She sat with her legs crossed and uncrossed, they were long and tan and he was getting turned on. When they pulled the camera back to get some full body and three-quarter shots; she unbuttoned her top button. "Hey, it is getting very hot under these lights. " She said. Salman walked over and undid a few more buttons. She just smiled at this gesture of her husband but did nothing to stop him either. She just positioned herself forward to show a little cleavage. Dave was snapping away. "Are we keeping you from anything, Dave. We appreciate your help but we don't want to monopolize your evening," Zoya said. Dave looked up from the camera. "Are you kidding? This is the most fun I've had in years. I love taking pictures," he said. "...unless you two want to be alone." "We want you to be here with us, man. This is fun and you seem like a guy who understands art," Salman said. "In that case, Zoya if you don't mind, please lean forward so your breasts sort of come down a bit... Uh, is it okay if I pose you like this? You guys don't mind do you?Pardon me, but as a photographer I feel that whosoever has a pretty pair of breasts shold be encouraged to show it; or else it is nature's bounty that is wasted," he stammered. Zoya answered by leaning forward with a very sexy smile and unbuttoned the rest of her shirt. The inner surface of both breasts was quite clearly seen. "How's this, Dave?" She said. He kept snapping shots and changing film. "Dave, is it okay if I keep moving Zoya into different positions and you shoot them?" Salman asked. He agreed so Salman went over to Zoya and pulled back her blouse fully, exposing both breasts to him. She looked right at the camera. "That's good, Zoya, now turn more to the right and lean forward a little more. Try crossing your arms below your breasts to accentuate them... there, perfect. " Dave mumbled as he clicked the camera. Then he stopped to change the roll of film. "By the way, Dave, how are we going to get this film developed with any privacy?" "We bought the stuff to do it ourselves, remember?" Dave countered as he clicked the camera shut with the new roll of film. Salman went back to Zoya and brought her shirt back over her shoulders. He brought the shirt down lower until it was off her completely. She was topless and obviously excited since those nipples were erect. She did not mind. Dave did not mind and Salman certainly did not mind. Zoya obviously was in two minds or perhaps three. She was getting caught up in the whole scene. "Zoya, please. Those shorts! You understand. This is the age when you should be bold. Not when you are in your fifties and sixties. "Dave's tone was clear that he wanted her to get rid of her shorts. She looked at her husband for any sign but Salman offered no advice. She stood up from the stool and began her own strip tease albeit a bit hesitantly, turning her back to the camera and pulling off her shorts and she turned around, facing the camera in her panties alone. After a couple more clicks, Dave was back again insisting on a few nude shots if she was not squeemish. "I just hope you are not embarassed. Please don't be," Dave said.Suitably encouraged, Zoya sat and took her panties off her bare feet. Her pussy was well manicured. The pubic hair was trimmed with a triangle covering the mound and the silhoutte of the actual lips of the pussy clearly visible. She stood nude, her face red with excitement facing Dave and Salman. It was a very sexy moment but Dave never lost his professionalism. "This is not embarrassing you, is it Zoya?" Dave asked. "Not really, just a bit odd," she replied. "This is a photographer's fantasy and in this setting, nothing is out of bounds. I shall remain the faceless eye of the camera. Continue with whatever you would like to do. Also, feel free to kick me out whenever you like," he said as he stopped to change his films again. Zoya got away from the hot lights and walked over to the fridge for a coke. "Anyone want a cold one?" She asked, as she came back into the room. She was amazing, parading around fully nude in the house wearing nothing except a light chain in the ankles, a couple of bangles, necklace and some intoxicating perfume. Their guest was standing there and talking with her as if she were fully clothed. Salman could see that she had some ice in a glass. It reminded him of an incident when she had to take off her clothes to entertain certain clients and his boss was present all throughout. "Hey, Zoya. I don't really know how to say this to you. However do you know that if you rub the ice cube over the nipples they stand out beautifully. All photographers use this. Would you please?" Dave asked. Zoya did not reply. She picked one and looked at Dave as if asking him for further instructions. "Just run them around the edges and they will stand out. Looks like they are already out," he said as if he were discussing her shoes or something. It was true, they were quite excited looking already. She was beautiful in the naked state. She walked up to her husband and said, "You look like your tongue is going to fall out. Do you have anything to say?" Salman shook his head. Dave was ready again and he asked her if she would be offended by anything. "Come on, Dave. I am already nude. I can't take off anything more. What do you have in mind?" Zoya asked. "Just a few erotic poses. Nothing more. I repeat, if at all you feel uncomfortable, I will leave right away," Dave said. "OK. Tell me," she said. "Look, Zoya. A girl can be nude but the lips of her pussy can remain hidden if she does not open her legs because nature has covered it beautifully with the pubic hair. So, I would just like you to open the legs slightly so that the eye of the camera can see the lovely labia. Which only Salman has been seeing till now," Dave said, winking at Salman. With that, she kneeled on the floor in front of the camera and spread out her knees and bent backwards, exposing delicate pink labia and black pubic hair to the camera. Dave remained passive and kept shooting. As time passed, Salman could see that she was a natural for anything exhibitionistic and modeling was for indeed for her. He just watched her and got more turned on. "Now just a minute," Salman said after a few more poses. "You didn't think you would get away Scot free did you? Dave, you said that you were the unjudging eye of the camera. Would you be offended if we got a bit more romantic?" Dave said no and began to reload again. Salman undressed quickly to Zoya's consternation. This was very weird and she was quite uncomfortable about seeing her husband naked with his friend from work. Dave must have read her mind because he said, "Zoya, don't be shy or nervous. Just be you. I am only an instrument and I will not be taking any of this film with me tonight. Just do what you do and we will see what develops. Pardon the pun..." Both Zoya and Salman laughed at the shop worn pun but it broke the tension. They were to consider Dave only as an entity connected to the camera and not as another human being in the room. Salman lay back on the floor and asked Zoya to rub his penis back to full awakening. She was feeling uncomfortable but only a little bit. The excitement of playing with Salman's cock replaced the discomfiture. She then took his cock into her mouth and began a slow sucking that started to drive him crazy. Dave's heavy breathing could be heard but he was remaining professional as two nude people were interacting in front of him. As things got hotter, Salman remained on his back and on his prodding she mounted him. It was a very special moment for her. She was totally nude and while a stranger watched her she directed her husband's cock into the luscious folds of her pussy all the while maintaining eye contact with Dave who despite the bulge in his pants remained a professional to the core and kept on clicking. She could feel the firm grip in which her vaginal lips held her husband and they made wild love, seemingly oblivious to the older man with the camera that was recording their lives. Her breasts moved freely with the strokes but she just them. They both finished in a splendid simultaneous orgasm and he caught the whole thing on film. When they caught our breath they noted that Dave had put the camera down. "That was beautiful and spontaneous," he said. "You said you wanted romance, that was the essence of romance and I got great close-ups of both your faces during the moment of truth. These shots will need to be touched up and processed in your new darkroom and I'll be glad to show you how when you want me to... if you want me to," he said. "Dave, we really appreciate what you did. It was quite a trick for you to get us relax without knowing that you were trying to get us to relax. We need to reciprocate in some way," Salman said. Zoya took the cue and walked over to him, still nude, and placed her hand on his crotch. She said, "Dave. I know this turned you on as it turned us on to know you were watching us. I see that you have quite a nice erection and I also know that you are frustrated. Will you let me give you some release?" She said as he dumbly nodded. She led him to where she and her husband had just made love. The air was still thick with the musk of their body fluids. She had him lie down and she unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants and underwear just enough to expose a respectable erection. She grasped and admired it. It was slightly different from that of her husband;a trifle thickr and longer. Before proceeding any further she pulled Dave's head down to her breasts. "Won't you like to do justice to these just like you have done to our poses?" she asked. It took Dave no time to take her nipples in his mouth and suck them. Zoya moaned with pleasure. Slowly she returned her attention to his cock and licked the underside. Gradually she made her way to its head which was now glistening with pre-cum. It was obvious that Dave was very excited. Like an expert, she opened her mouth and took just the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked at it somewhat like an ice cone. After a while she opened her mouth wider and took as much of his cock in her mouth as came in. Her eyes met that of her husband and an unsaid message was exchanged that she would respect the agreement that we had entered into. In order to enhance the pleasure for both herself and Dave she arranged it such that they were in a 69 position. While his tongue was finding its way into the depths of her pussy, her breasts and mouth were taking care of his cock. Soon Dave reached an earth shattering climax and discharged his load into Zoya's mouth. The sheer force of its expulsion was such that some of it must have managed to find its way to her stomach. She wiped some over her own body that of her husband and that of Dave and that was all. While Zoya was on the job, Salman noted that there were three shots left in the final roll of film so he recorded the image of the naked Zoya giving their friend a nice blow job. He got it all on film. While Salman put on his jeans, Zoya just wiped herself casually but remained naked as they eventually walked Dave to the door. For Salman it was indeed a big put on to see his wife seeing off someone at the door. Fully nude. The lovely breasts, the erect nipples, the gorgeous ass, the manicured pussy, the shapely legs and the painted toes of her bare feet. All visible. And yet so nonchalantly. "I hope you had a nice time. I really had a lovely one," Dave said. "We too had a great evening," Zoya replied speaking for both of them. "One thing I will say. You have great body confidence. Exploit it. And thank you, Salman. You are lucky to be married to a sexy and lovely lady."They warmly said goodbye and he left with a smile. But before leaving he again planted a kiss on one of Zoya's nipples and motioned Salman to kiss the other one. Salman complied and it sent a searing sensation in Zoya; to get her nipples kissed at the same time by different persons. Dave disengaged himself from the nipple and planted a quick kiss on the lips of her pussy. After his departure both Zoya and Salman had another wild session of lovemaking and realized that they had crossed another major boundary in their sensual, exhibitionist and exploratory journey. END |
heusesmywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/heusesmywife.txt | If you wish to comment or exchange ideas, E-mail [email protected]***We were a newly married couple, I was 20 and my pretty little wife Helen was only 18. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife swapping and had been turned on by it. She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard and seeing that I was turned on as well, asked me if we should try it. Well the thought of being able to get my hands on lot's of other women seamed a great idea. I hadn't really thought about how I would feel seeing Helen with another man but my lust was up and all I could think of was all the fucking that I could be doing.Helen found out from some of the women at the hairdressers, how to go about finding other couples. A woman gave her a copy of a contact magazine and we where really excited as we looked through it, reading the ads and especially looking at all the nude photos. There was a photo of a beautiful girl of 18 with long blond hair and an absolutely fabulous figure. I was really keen to reply to this ad but Helen pointed out that the husband was in his 40's. Seeing how dejected I looked, Helen agreed to write to them, she said his photo looked quite good, he seemed handsome and in good shape even though he was as old as her father.We corresponded and swapped photos and arranged for them to visit us at our house. We had been nervous all day and at the appointed time the doorbell rang. I eagerly opened the door only to be very disappointed, the husband (Larry) was on his own. I invited him in and he explained to Helen and myself, that he had lost our original letter with the phone number on and only had the address and directions I had given him over the phone. It seems his wife Tracy, had only this morning come down with the flu and not having the phone number he couldn't let us know.We sat and chatted for a while, he told us of the many adventures he and Tracy had enjoyed. At Helen's suggestion, I had opened a bottle of wine. As the evening wore on, Helen was getting quite high and Larry, who was sitting next to Tracy, was getting bolder, rubbing her thigh, making Tracy laugh with rude jokes and innuendoes. I went to get more wine and when I returned they were kissing passionately. I was a bit miffed at missing out on getting to grips with the lovely Tracy but surprisingly found myself 'turned on' watching my wife being seduced by this older stranger. I just stood there as he lowered her top and fondled and then kissed her naked breasts. He then turned her to lay on the couch and lifted her skirt to reveal her pantyless pussy. As he got down between her legs and started to suck on her cunt, I put down the wine and took out my cock and started to wank myself. My face was burning up, my pulse was racing and my heart was beating that loud I was surprised they didn't hear it.Helen moans got louder and louder as she neared her climax. As she came she screamed like I have never heard her before. Without undressing, Larry took out his cock and got between Helen's legs and my heart stopped and I froze as I watched a strange cock enter my lovely Helen. She let out a deep sigh as her pussy was invaded by this strange (and rather large) cock. He started to shove his cock in and out of Helen's pussy and at the same time sucked on her lovely small pink nipples.He looked around and saw me watching. 'Come over here.' he said. It was more an order than a request. I did as he said and stood over them still wanking on my dick. 'Kneel down and watch me shag your wife.' As I knelt beside them, he raised himself up so that I could see his cock going in and out of Helen. He had one arm supporting himself on the back of the couch and with his free hand he reached out and pulled my head down onto Helen's stomach. My head was being squashed between their two bellies as he thrust in and out of my wife.He started to moan and I guessed he was about to cum into Helen's pussy when to my surprise, he pulled his cock out of Helen and squirted his cum on my face and then stuck his cock back in her cunt and finished cumming into her. As he finished, he withdrew his cock and said to me. 'Suck my dick clean!' I found myself unable resist his instructions and took his cock into my mouth and sucked and sucked like it was the most natural thing to do. 'That's enough! Now clean out this slut's cunt!' he said as he got off the couch. I got between Helen's legs and licked away at her used, spunk filled cunt.As I sucked at her delicious pussy, she was moaning and urging me on. 'More, more, please I want more.' From the corner of my eye, I could see Larry go to the curtains and open and close them 3 times. Then he went out into the hallway. He came back into the room followed by 3 other men, all about the same age as Larry. I went to get up but my head was pushed back down. 'Don't stop now, the little lady is almost coming.' and indeed she was, 2 more sucks and she was screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm overtook her. I was pulled out of the way as one of the strangers, who had stripped naked, mounted my lovely wife and proceeded to fuck her, hard and roughly, and it seemed the harder he went, the more she responded.The 3 men and Larry took turns fucking Helen, they did nothing else to her, just straight forward fucking. Each man fucked her twice and I was made to lick he well used pussy clean, several times. When they had finished, Larry said to me. 'Well I think it's only fair if we let you have a fuck of this sex mad fuck slut.' I had to agree that she was indeed a fuck slut, 4 men had fucked her and she didn't even know that there had been a change. She was unaware that other men were there and that they were fucking her. All she knew was that she was being well fucked.I climbed between her legs and I cant describe the pleasure I felt as I sunk my dick into all that spunk in her lovely cunt. I started to kiss Helen on the lips but as soon as she tasted the spunk in my mouth, she started licking it up, she licked all over my face licking, sucking and swallowing it all down. From when Larry first laid her down on the couch up until now that I was fucking her, she had never once opened her eyes. I thought that she was perhaps locked into a lovely fantasy but (as she told me later) she was just enjoying all the 'sensations that where invading her whole being' her words.'It's time to be going!' said Larry just as I finished shooting my spunk into Helen. The men pulled me off her and stood her up and put a coat on over her naked body, one of the guy's knelt down and put her high heeled shoes onto her feet. 'We'll bring her back tomorrow and there'll be plenty of spunk for you to eat,' and off the went leaving me laying on the couch.That was how it all started, it is a regular thing now for any of the guys, or their friends to stop by the house and fuck Helen. They come in ones, two's or any number. She enjoys being their 'Fuck slut' and I enjoy cleaning her after she has been well used.The blond girl in Larry's advert turned out not to be his wife but his 17 year old daughter, and yes, I have had the pleasure of fucking her. She was brought to the house so that she and Helen could be the entertainment for a Stag Night. The girls sucked and fucked each other as a preliminary show to get the guys work up and then they were both used by the 40 guests at the party.This is now our life style and we wouldn't have it any other way. I love it when Larry uses my wife for his pleasure or when he gives her to his friends to use.END |
aweek.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/aweek.txt | Prologue--------This was a pretty typical week for me. Other than the show of course. That was simply incredible and I am still amazed by it. The rest was just another week in the greatest city in the world. Chapter 1The card read: I have lost a bet. My punishment is to allow you free access to my body for the next 3 minutes. You may touch me anywhere and do anything you like. There are 3 rules: 1 -You may not inflict any pain 2 - My clothes must stay on 3 - I must take a picture of your hands fondling my breasts as proof.I love the look in their eyes as they read the card. First mistrust (is this a trick?), then a slowly dawning awareness, followed by incredulity (how can I be so lucky) and finally lust. I showed him the stopwatch and the camera and asked him if he agreed. He nodded eagerly. I clicked the stopwatch, then leaned back against the wall and arched my back waiting to see what he would do. The first few seconds were always delicious, what would this stranger do, how would my body react? A million thoughts ran through my head as I waited for him to act.He reached for my breasts, and then hesitated, social pressures at war with desire. I helped him by grabbing his hands and leading them to my breasts. Once he made contact the hesitation was lost and he eagerly began squeezing as if they were a milking machine. After thirty seconds it was apparent he was a breast man. So engrossed with my nipples he had forgotten the rest of my body. Usually guys felt me up, sliding their hands down inside my thong to play with my pussy or my ass. Very few men are really aggressive though. In all the times I have done this, only three took full advantage of me, pushing aside my thong and ramming their cocks into me. It's a pity really as I wore an especially nice red-lace thong today. I contemplated taking it off and giving it to him as a souvenir. The thought of walking home in my miniskirt with nothing underneath gave me a little shiver of anticipation. If a wind came up there would be no way to hide my lack of underwear.I returned my attention to my ravager, a middle-aged oriental tourist, the ever-present camera hanging from his neck. He was not much of a ravager and appeared content to simply massage my nipples through my blouse for the entire three minutes. Boring. The camera reminded me of my duties, "Wait," I said.He pulled his hands back as if they were burning and looked ready to run, so I grabbed hold of his arm and pointed at the camera, "I need a picture."He nodded and then his eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I lifted my blouse, exposing my breasts to the hot sun. I waited until his fingers were pinching my nipples and then snapped a picture. After all, I am proud of my breasts, I have worked hard on my body and there is no sense taking a photo of his hands covering them up!"One minute," I said, looking at the stopwatch. His hands calmed down a bit. Instead of kneading me like bread dough they became more delicate and my sensitive nipples responded. It was pretty obvious he was not going to do anything by himself so I decided to make his last minute a bit more exciting. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my ass, lifting my miniskirt to give him full access. Then I pulled his mouth down to my nipple. He started sucking on my nipple while massaging my ass. It felt good, and the thought of being discovered like this gave me an extra thrill. "Thirty seconds," I told him but he didn't respond. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be almost in a trance."What's going on here?" The harsh voice sounded unnecessarily loud.My ravager jumped back, took a startled look at me and fled. His camera swinging as he rounded the corner, heading for the street.Not bothering to straighten up, I looked over at the security guards. "Hi guys, thanks for saving me from that attacker." I must have presented quite a site with my blouse pulled up showing my breasts to the sun and my dress up around my waist."Oh, it's only you Vanessa," one of them said, putting his stick back in his belt loop."Who is she?" asked the second guard."Vanessa plays this little game a lot," the guard responded, then turned back to me. "Beat it, before we run you in for public nudity."These two gave me an idea, perhaps I could have a bit more fun today. "But how can I ever thank you," I murmured, swaying toward them. "Who knows what he would have done to me." In my most seductive way, I traced my finger down his chest and across his cock. It swelled visibly under my light touch. He hesitated and I decided to push the situation and see how far I could take it."God, you rock-hard security men turn me on," I breathed, watching them stiffen at the compliment, "I am so tired of soft pudgy tourists."That did it. My obvious desire and recognition of their physique broke down their reluctance. The first one grabbed me by the arm and dragged me back to the side of the building. "Keep watch," he said to the other.I sank down on my knees and reached for his pants. His cock was already hard when I fished it out. It was an average sized cock but I played it up for him, cooing and ahh'ing over it before taking it into my mouth.I just love giving head. I know there are some repressed women who think it's somehow evil, but to me it is an incredibly sensual act. With a mans cock in my mouth I feel like it is my proper place in the universe. It doesn't matter if you are a slut or a queen, when you are on your knees sucking on a cock you are all woman. Giving pleasure is a wonderful feeling for a woman. My hands can give him pleasure, but I don't have the same connection. My pussy can give him incredible pleasure and the nerves ensure I enjoy it as well, but when he is in my mouth I feel a special connection, like savoring fine wine. The feel of his velvety head, watching his unconscious reactions, the taste of his cum, it is all an incredible turn on.I was thoroughly enjoying myself but I could tell it would not be for long. Probably he had not had any recently or perhaps the sight of a semi-nude woman on her knees was too much for him. In any case, he was about to cum when the radio on his hip squawked. "Johnson, where the hell are you!"He stiffened and reached for the radio, looking at me with a warning glance. I winked at him and slowed down a little. "Just checking on a disturbance.""Well get back on patrol.""Yes sir!"He turned it off and looked down at me. I knew what he wanted and intensified my action, pumping his cock in and out while rubbing my tongue on the head. Within a few seconds I was rewarded by it swelling up and his body stiffening.This was my favorite part. The moment of truth, when I get the reward I have worked so hard for. I pulled back so I could watch it and opened my mouth. His cum shot out in a thick ropey strand and splashed against my teeth. Another and then a third weaker shot. I took his cock back into my mouth and sucked while he dribbled out a few more weak squirts. The taste was sensational, nothing else tastes like cum and I sighed my pleasure, enjoying the moment.He made a movement to pull away and I quickly licked his softening cock clean, and then stood up. We both straightened our clothing."Now I don't want to catch you around here anymore," he said with mock severity."Yes, Johnson," I said meekly, trying to look like a truant schoolgirl.He winked at me then walked back to his partner and pulled him away. "Who is she?" the partner asked as they walked across the grass."She gets off on having sex in public, does it all the time.""A nympho?"I barely heard Johnson reply of, "probably," before they rounded the corner and were gone. Actually he was incorrect. While I do enjoy the thrill of having sex in public, I am not a nymphomaniac. I do it because I love Las Vegas. Let me explain. I was born and grew up in Vegas. I have been to other cities but they are pale and tame in comparison. Las Vegas is the excitement capital of the world, as evidenced by the millions of people that come here each year. They come for two things, gambling and sex. I love my town. I think Vegas is the best place in the world and I try to do my part to help its reputation. Take that oriental tourist for example. He will go home and tell the story of today's activities. At first no one will believe him but since it really did happen, eventually they will realize he was telling the truth. As the story is told and retold, it will inevitably grow and I will become the most beautiful woman in the world and that we had sex twenty times on the street with other women ripping their clothes off and joining in. The story will spread out and when other people are deciding where to go for their vacation, they will remember that story of Vegas. My three minutes of fun will bring in untold numbers of new tourists to my city.Besides, it really is fun! I work hard on keeping my body in shape and I love showing it off. Coming up with acceptable ways to expose myself is always a challenge though. I invented the 'lost a bet' angle after people refused to participate, thinking it was a police sting. They believe it easily after reading the card and I get to have some innocent fun. My screen saver has hundreds of shots of hands on my breasts and I feel that I am really doing my part to promote Vegas. Watching their reactions as I expose myself is such a turn-on, even more so is letting the people play with my body. Most men these days have had so few sexual partners that I am like a bolt out of heaven for them, which is always good for a girl's self-esteem! Chapter 2---------The fun is over for now. I have to get ready for work. You see, I am a high-priced companion. I am NOT a hooker or call-girl or exotic dancer, I am a companion. When high-rollers come into town and need a woman hanging on their arm, they call me. I make it clear that sex is not part of the deal. After all, a girl can be arrested for unlicensed prostitution, even in Vegas. I stay far away from cheap sex with visiting clients. There are plenty of women ready to demean themselves like that. I am a high-priced companion. The challenge of course is that without the sex, how do I justify my high prices? I do it by differentiating from other companions. High end clients want someone they know will not embarrass them in public. They usually can get plenty of sex - money attracts women like nothing else - but are leery of being in the public eye. When my clients arrive they are met by not only a polished, beautiful woman but also an intelligent one. My service runs background checks not only on my clients but also the industry they are in and current news. Thus my clients get someone they can talk to, who can be an active participant and they can rely on me not to make a public mistake. My client for the week was Jake. A bigwig in the concrete business, he was in town for two days for a series of meetings. He asked for my services as he wanted someone to attend the requisite social functions with. My service reported that he was not abusive or nasty, just a hard worker who had abandoned virtually everything nonessential (including a family) to get ahead. Tonight was the introductory cocktail party. His correspondence informed me he wanted me to look impressive but not trashy. I opted for a slinky black satin number that gathered at a jeweled waist. The deep plunge of the neckline showed off my cleavage and a little artful makeup made it look deeper than it was. The thin material showed off my dancers' body to its fullest advantage. The dress went to the floor so I decided not to bother with garters and hose, my little red thong was all I needed underneath it all. A modest necklace and earrings rounded out the ensemble. I did not want to be gaudy, but the companion of a bigwig should be sporting some sparklers. A quick trip to the salon to get my hair put up and I was ready.When I arrived at his suite, he was pacing in obvious agitation. "Dammit woman, for the money I am paying you, you could at least be on time."This was the most critical moment of my job. I had to set the ground rules without pissing him off so much he canceled the job. I swept into the room, holding out my gloved hand and gave him my best smile. "Jake, it is a real pleasure to meet you. My name is Vanessa. Sorry to make you wait, but you know how it is with us women."It worked. The moment passed and his anger deflated. He squeezed my hand for an instant, then stepped back and eyed me critically. "Well, you're as pretty as they told me you would be."It's always nice to hear a sincere complement, even if the delivery was a bit rough. I batted my eyelashes at him, "Why, thank you. But I am confused. I was told that you were an ugly seventy year old man instead of a young handsome one."He chuckled and with the ice broken we talked for a few more minutes during which I impressed him with my knowledge of the concrete business, his competitors and the issues they were facing. He gradually relaxed around me and before long we headed for the cocktail party arm in arm. The party itself was boring as most cocktail parties are. I played the dutiful companion, always at his elbow, always with a quick witty reply to any comments directed my way. The bar was free, the drinks were flowing and everyone was getting sloshed. Everyone except me of course, I am very careful with my alcohol when I am working. By the end of the night, Jake was so drunk he could hardly stand. Standing sloppily, he was losing focus and mumbling. He looked like he was about to pass out. It was time to do something to prevent any embarrassment. With a few words of apology to the others still conscious, I half-carried him back to his suite. He collapsed into bed, clothes and all. Sighing, I pulled off his shoes and tried to tuck him in. The action woke him and he looked up at me blearily."Come on Vanessa," he slurred, "come to bed, I have a hard-on fer you.""Now, now, Jake. Remember the terms of our agreement. No sex.""Spoilsport," he mumbled."Here, take this hangover pill," I offered him the pill but he turned aside. "Nope, not until you show me your titties.""Come on Jake, you know you need this pill. Without it you will have a hard time functioning in the morning.""Nuthin doing," he was firm.Although it was not my job, he would need to be awake and functional in the morning. A happy client is a well-paying client and if he blew the deal because of a hangover he would not be a happy client. "Tell you what," I said, "I will show you my breasts if you take this hangover pill.""OK," he said eagerly and licked his lips. He quickly swallowed the pill and fell back onto the pillow. The things I do for my job. With a sigh I reached back, unhooked the top of the dress and let it fall to my waist, exposing my breasts to his gaze. He sighed happily and closed his eyes. Within seconds he was snoring.Riding down the elevator I pondered my options, the night was still young and I had not been laid. Hanging around boring cocktail parties with stiffs was not my idea of fun. I needed to work off some energy, I needed to dance and I needed a good fuck. Blowing the security guard had been fun, but it was not enough. I wanted a long hard cock pounding into me, driving me down into the ground with its force. I decided to hit the clubs and find a likely candidate while working up a sweat!Back at my place, I changed into dancing clothes. A wrap-around knee-length skirt made of semi-sheer fabric, it did not reveal anything but did not fully conceal either. Since I was looking for men, I selected a satin blouse that buttoned all the way to my waist. I vowed those buttons would get a workout.My favorite club had a long line in front but the bouncer opened the door for me immediately. I learned long ago that an occasional blowjob for the hired help will open doors faster than sucking up to the owners. Inside, the party was in full swing. The DJ was pounding out the rhythms and I felt myself swaying to the music. Uncaring of anything else, I headed for the dance floor.Chapter 3---------By two in the morning the party was in full swing. The place was packed with sweating, drinking, fun-loving dancers. I had lost track of how many guys (and gals) I danced with or how many gropes I endured. My buttons received a good workout and I spent a considerable amount of time on the dance floor with my top unbuttoned. It is a wonderful feeling, to feel unencumbered by clothing. My breasts enjoyed their time out in the open and the guys seemed to also. It was a fairly good night; I received one marriage proposal and eleven "wanna go back to my room?" requests. Each one was politely refused. I knew exactly what I wanted this night, a couple.Getting two guys is easy. All a girl has to do is say "yes." Two guys are also a lot of fun. Most women have not had the pleasure of a guy pounding her in each end at the same time and that is a pity, because it really is an incredible feeling. However, tonight I wanted a couple. The pleasure of introducing a woman to lesbian sex is indescribable. Personally, I think that all women are really bisexual, they just have mental hang-ups that prevent them from enjoying both styles of lovemaking. Las Vegas is the one town where resistance is at its weakest and you can almost feel their inhibitions fall away as they give themselves over to the sensations. It is a life-changing event for most women and of course I have never yet had a guy turn down the opportunity for a threeway. Of course, the trick is to find the right couple. Unlike a pair of guys, a couple is self-contained and not usually interested in an outsider. Eventually I found a likely couple. They were young, energetic and seemed to be enjoying themselves. There were several empty glasses in front of each one which was a good sign."Mind if I sit down?" I shouted over the music and indicated the empty seat next to them. They both nodded."Hi, my names Vanessa.""Hi, this is Bob and I am Michelle.""This place is jumping, isn't it?""I'll say, we never had any place like this back home," Michelle pointed out to the dance floor where a woman's top had come undone and her nipples were playing peek-a-boo. I had to make a quick check to ensure my buttons were in the right place."Where's home?""Minnesota," she said, "this is our first time in Vegas."Bingo, I thought. "On your honeymoon?" I asked knowing they were not wearing rings."Oh no," she blushed, "we are just friends."Better and better. I ordered a few rounds of drinks for us all and dragged them out onto the dance floor for three-way dancing several times and by three we were fast becoming friends. Finally I noticed that Michelle's head was starting to bob and she was losing focus."Looks like Michelle is getting tired," I said standing up, "you need some help getting her to the room?""Nah, I'm ok," Bob said, pulling her to her feet.I put my hand on his arm, "I have quite a ways to go, do you mind if I freshen up in your room before I head out?" This was the big question, it was a bit forward but I needed a way into their hotel room."Sure, no problem."We supported Michelle up to the room and sat her on the bed. Leaving Bob with her, I stripped off my clothes and jumped into the shower. I am sure Bob did not think of showering when I said I would "freshen up" but cleaning the sweat off was the first step. With only a bathrobe on, I walked out into the room. Bob blinked at me but didn't say anything. Michelle was still sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked to be ready to fall asleep. I needed to act fast. If she fell asleep, Bobs protective instincts would kick in and I would be out the door."Michelle, you need a shower too," I said, pulling her gently resisting form off the bed, "it will do you a world of good."I closed the door on Bob before he could get an argument organized and ran the water. Michele just stood immobile, letting me strip her clothes off. She was very pale, with small breasts. They looked delicious and I wanted to grab them but that would have to wait. I pushed her under the water and held her there as she sputtered. She began to revive and was soon splashing around. Laughing, I handed her the other bathrobe and we both left the bathroom to see Bob sitting on the bed, looking like a third wheel."Bob, why don't you take a shower also," I suggested while leading Michelle toward the bed, "I am going to give Michelle a massage as a thank-you before I go." He shrugged and closed the door."Are you really a masseuse?" Michelle asked."Yep, fully trained and licensed," I lied, steering her toward the bed. "Get out of that bathrobe and I will show you.""But I am naked underneath," she protested, "isn't that a little... you know, weird?"If you only knew what I have planned I thought. "Not at all, I saw you in the shower and I am a licensed masseuse." I turned my back, "but I will turn my back, you lay face down.""Ok," she giggled and flopped onto the bed. I turned to look, she had positioned the bathrobe so it covered her butt and left her back exposed. Perfect.I climbed up onto the bed and straddled her legs. "Now just close your eyes and relax," I said, removing my bathrobe, "just let my hands relax you." I started with her shoulders and slowly edged my way down her back. She let out a few moans and groans indicating she was enjoying it. In a few minutes I was at her lower back, reaching lower and lower with each movement, pushing the bathrobe down.When her butt was completely exposed and I was massaging her cheeks, I pulled the bathrobe away completely. Now the massage became more sensual. I casually spread her legs apart and knelt between them. She made no mention of the fact I could now see right into her crotch. I knelt and kissed the small of her back lightly, causing her to moan.It was at this point that Bob came out of the shower with only a towel on. His eyes went wide at the sight of two naked women on his bed. He moved toward the bed but I motioned for him to sit on the chair first, I wanted to complete the seduction of Michelle.Without missing a stroke I continued my assault on Michelle's inhibitions, adding kisses to the smooth sweeping strokes of the massage. Soon I was kissing in the crack of her ass and sliding my fingers up and down, lightly crossing over her anus and pussy lips. She was beginning to respond, breathing deeply and squirming slightly.Sliding my hands up to her back, I kissed my way down her crack to the rosebud of her anus, giving it a slight lick. She jerked a bit but didn't complain. The next sweep had me licking it more forcefully. She sighed and relaxed. I could tell the signs, it was time. I slowly worked my way up her back to her shoulder again, this time laying my naked flesh down on top of hers. "Turn over," I whispered into her ear, "let me do the front."This was the big moment. Would she turn over and allow my tongue access to her most sensitive places, opening up a new world of pleasure or would she see that I was naked and freak? I rolled to the side and she turned over. Eyes closed, she put her hands above her head, completely exposing herself to me.Slowly I massaged her chest, working my way from a generic massage to a sensual one. Soon I was kissing her nipples while stroking her inner thighs. She began squirming in pleasure. I inched my way down her stomach, planting tiny kisses all along the way, making sure each square inch was completely kissed. The slow progression continued, while I delicately massaged her nipples. She was undulating now, arching her back slightly and sighing loudly.When I finally reached her pussy, she tried to force my head onto her clitoris but I would have none of it. Men always dive right in, heading for the bull's-eye immediately but women know different. The longer I made her wait, the bigger her orgasm would be and I wanted it to be a gigantic one. I played all around her opening with my tongue, dragging it tantalizingly across her clit often enough to slowly build the sensation. When she looked like she might become too sensitive, I dived in. Her juices tasted exquisite and it only took a few flicks of my tongue to push her over the top. With a cry she arched her back so far I thought she would break and went rigid as steel. I continued my merciless attack on her clit and she shuddered in the throes of ecstasy, grabbing onto the bedpost for support. In a few minutes it was over, the jerking as I struck a nerve slowly subsiding. I crawled up her body, kissing as I went until I reached her face, letting her taste her own juices, probably for the first time. Her eyes opened and she looked at me with amazement."God, that was wonderful.""It was wonderful for me too," I said sincerely, "but we should turn our attention to poor Bob. He has only been able to watch so far."We looked over at Bob. He sat naked on the chair, his impressive erection pointing straight at the ceiling. With a sign from me, he climbed into bed with us, wrapping his arms around Michelle and me equally.I turned to Michelle, "how is his cock?""Um, he is so fine," she giggled, "his cock is one of his best features."We pushed him onto his back and crawled over him to his cock. Side by side, we eyed it critically."Very nice," I agreed after a close inspection, "how does it taste?""Hmm, let me see," she opened her mouth and took him in. I watched in fascination as his cock slid into her mouth. It came out reluctantly, "just as good as I remember, try it."I had done it! She offered her boyfriend to me as readily as she offered her own body. With a secret smile of victory I opened my mouth. His cock did taste good. Smooth velvety skin over steel hardness. The pre-cum dripping from it had a flavorful tang. I could have sucked it all night."Hey, give me a chance," Michelle complained. I let her have a turn, then grabbed it back for myself. It was time for something other than oral, I needed that cock inside of me. I needed it bad. "I have another place I bet it will fit in."Getting up on my knees, I sat on top of him, positioning myself and let my weight slowly impale me onto his rigid cock. Slowly, I pumped up and down, feeling it slide inside of me, welcoming the way it filled me up."My turn," Michelle said, sitting up next to me. She followed my lead and sat on it, working herself back and forth until she achieved maximum sensation. Eyes closed she began to pump up and down.After a few minutes of watching her, I was restless. I turned onto my hands and knees, pointed my ass at Bob and said, "I wish someone would ram their big hot cock into me. I need a good pounding."Michelle very reluctantly climbed off Bob as he swung over behind me and slipped it in. I was so wet he had no trouble. It felt wonderful, I could feel my lips being pushed open by the head. He drove into me fairly weakly, probably afraid he was hurting me. This was NOT what I wanted, I needed it rough tonight. "Harder," I said, and lay down on the bed, allowing his weight to push down on me. He began thrusting harder but it still wasn't enough. "Harder," I yelled at him, "split me wide open with that thing, ram it into me!" He responded by slamming into me with everything he had. It was glorious! He pounded me repeatedly, pushing me into the bed with each stroke. It was wonderful. I could feel his cock sliding inside me with each stroke. I felt my own orgasm rapidly building as his breathing grew labored. It was a race to see who would finish first.I orgasmed a few strokes before he did. The feeling spread out from my battered pussy through my whole body taking me with it. It was several minutes before I came back to earth. When I did, I noticed he had cum inside of me and was rapidly slowing down and losing size. Finally he popped out and lay down with a loud groan."Poor baby," Michelle mocked, "did she wear you out." She started kissing him, while I crawled over and carefully licked his cock clean. Afterwards, I licked my way up his stomach and her arm, finally kissing her ear. She turned and gave me kiss, exploring my mouth with her tongue.Bob was content to relax, as we began kissing and fondling each other. She nuzzled my breasts, licking and suckling the nipples. It felt so good I fell back onto the bed. Now our positions were reversed and she kissed and licked her way down me. I felt the first tentative licks as her tongue explored another woman for the first time."Hey, I can taste Bob," she said, voice muffled, "umm, tastes good."With a mouth that rapidly grew in expertise she sucked all of the cum out of me. Her tongue continued until I had a small orgasm, then she kissed her way up until we were in each others arms. With the fury of the sex over, we casually explored each other, caressing as only women can. I worked my way down her body toward her waiting pussy. Although another oral orgasm would have been easy, I decided that they needed to push their boundaries a bit further this night. Settling in between Michelle's legs I began to stimulate her clitoris while simultaneously playing with the little rosebud of her anus.Soon she was breathing heavy and squirming under my manipulation and I pushed my finger into her rectum. Under normal circumstances I am sure she would have protested, but now she simply groaned. I worked my tongue and finger in sync for a while. As she neared her orgasm, I stopped suddenly."Have you ever tried it in the butt?""Oh god, don't stop," Michelle groaned, grinding herself against my finger. I looked over at Bob, he was suddenly intent. He shook his head."Tonight is the night," I soothed, "you will both love it.""But, isn't that weird?" Michelle was coming down from her near-orgasm enough to think coherently."Not in Vegas," I said, "here, anything that feels good is fair game.""Well, OK," she was hesitant, but trusted in my judgment. I retrieved the small tube of lube I keep in my purse. Soon she was taking two fingers in her ass and enjoying it as held her just short of orgasm. The time was right.Bobs cock was hard again, thanks to some work by my free hand and the lube. I positioned Michelle on her hands and knees and slid under her. Bob approached from the back and positioned his cock on her rosebud. She tensed up as he pressed the bulb of his cock against her entrance. From my position underneath I started licking her clitoris. It was supersensitive from my previous work and she forgot to be tense as her body started reacting. Bob entered her with a rush and a groan from each of them. I continued to work her clitoris as he began a slow stroke.Her orgasm hit as Bob began speeding up his stroke. I could feel her body spasming and trying to buck but she was impaled on his cock. Bob grunted in excitement as her ass clamped down on his slick cock, giving him a tightness he had never known. Michelle let out a low guttural groan that seemed to come from deep within as her body absorbed the sensations of orgasm and full ass simultaneously.In a few more strokes Bob started shaking and pumping for all he was worth, I knew he was filling her with everything left in his balls. When he finally pulled his softening cock out, they both collapsed on the bed. I think I shocked them both when I crawled over to Bobs cock and licked it clean. The taste of cum was mingled with the sharp flavor of her rectum. Giving a moan of sensual delight to tell them that I enjoyed it, I cleaned up her ass as well. "Well guys," I pulled on my clothes. "It's been fun. Thanks for seducing me but I have to go to work in the morning." Technically it was I who had done all the seducing, but by pretending it was all their doing, I was giving them the right to brag when they got home. When they finished telling the tale of their night at the disco, Vegas would get a flood of new tourists.Chapter 4---------My contract with Jake required me to meet him for lunch. It was to be a casual lunch as the men were deep in the middle of their negotiations and taking a break with their spouses before heading back to the negotiating table. I knew that a sexy outfit would be out of place, so I selected a summer print dress of a modest length and added a light shawl. "You look great," Jake said as we sat down. There were three other couples at the table and we talked shop while we ate. I noticed that Jake was not drinking much and commented on it. He grimaced, "not after last night. By the way, I haven't thanked you for whatever you gave me. It sure did the trick and this morning my hangover was manageable. It has made the day go a lot better."I took his comment to mean that with a clear head, his negotiations had gone well. Lunch was a fairly pedestrian affair, with an average buffet table. The men all went for piles of beef and chicken, with potatoes. I opted for a small amount of fish and some mixed greens with vinegar dressing. Even with frequent exercise, maintaining a decent figure takes constant effort. After lunch was over he pulled me aside. "Listen," he whispered, "thanks again for last night. I am sorry I came on to you like that. I don't normally act that way."His little drunken pass at me was pretty minor compared to what a lot of these guys do. Men seem to feel that once they have become rich and powerful everyone around them will simply let them do whatever they want. It is always a delicate balancing act, to maintain some decency while not offending the client. I told him it was ok, and he got a wry grin on his face. "Though I have to admit your little striptease was magnificent. Anyway, thanks again for that pill. These guys are so hung over I was able to get everything I wanted and they have no clue what they have done! We are all but done and there will be a big celebration tonight. They told me it will be a big blowout like we have never seen, big show and very sexy. They emphasized the 'very sexy' part." He looked at me carefully, "I don't want them to show me up on the sexy stuff."I didn't like where this was going and I was about to tell him so. There was no way I was going to perform some kind of live sex show for his friends just so he could one-up them. He must have seen my reaction because he hastened to add, "I don't mean anything weird, I just want you to be really sexy tonight."He pushed a credit card into my hand, "I want you to do some shopping this afternoon. Buy yourself a sexy dress." He looked at me earnestly, "a really sexy dress. I will see you tonight at seven."Sometimes life hands you unexpected perks. Today was one. I stood openmouthed and watched him head back through the door to the meeting rooms. I had all afternoon, a corporate credit card with no limit and a mandate to do some shopping with it. I don't know if my feet even touched the ground as I headed for the stores.In Vegas there are two types of clothing stores: Those for women who care about the price and those for women who don't. If you need to look for a price tag, then you know what group you are in. Today I was in the other group. Today I headed for the designer shops where a good dress runs well into five figures. I won't bore you with the details of my shopping experience. Once I found the dress I wanted and altered it to my exact specification (details about that later) I still had a few hours to go. Time to have some fun. The women's clothing store is one of the best places for unexpected sex and I love surprising men with a memorable encounter. Picking out a couple of appropriate outfits I looked around for my victim. I soon found him, standing alone, sneaking an occasional peek at the lingerie on display. He was obviously in the store waiting for someone and not enjoying himself. He didn't have a ring on, which made him a perfect target.I signaled him to come over to my changing room. He looked surprised but came over and stood in the door asking what I wanted."You are a guy," I said vacantly, "I need a guys help. I am getting an outfit for my boyfriend and I want to know which one is the sexiest."That got his attention and he took a closer look at the outfit I was holding in front of me. "Looks nice," he said.I watched him out of the corner of my eye as I pulled the outfit out from in front of me, replacing it with the one in my other hand. During the brief interchange there was nothing in front of me. His eyes widened as he saw I was nude behind the outfits."What about this one," I said as if I had not noticed my flash at all. He was stunned, unable to speak. I gave him a few seconds, then switched back to the first outfit, flashing him again. After several more switches, I finally pouted, "You are no help, I just don't know which one to get." He was about to reply, when I decided to change things up. "I know, I should try them on."I turned to look at myself in the mirror, holding the dress in front of me. This gave him a perfect view of my nude body from the back. I lifted a dress over my head, got it down over my face and pretended to get tangled in it. "Can you help me with this?"He came into the changing room, closing the door, and helped me pull the dress down. He took his time doing it and I felt a tingle as I knew he was taking the opportunity while I could not see to carefully examine my exposed body. Finally I straightened it, spun around and looked at him. "What do you think?""Its good," he managed to say."Hmm, let me try the other," I turned my back to him and raised my arms, "can you help me?"He bent down and put his hands on my legs, then slid his hands up my skin and over my hips, allowing the material to gather. Up my sides and the swell of my breasts his hands travelled, finally lifting the material off. We repeated the process with the other outfit, then back to the first one. Each time he pulled off the dress his hands roved more and more over my body. It felt like heaven, I just love being a woman. At last I turned to him and in my most ditzy brainless blond voice I told him, "You are not helping me very much. I need to know which one is the sexiest. My boyfriend says the only part of a man that tells the absolute truth is his cock."I reached out and grabbed his cock through his pants. As I hoped, it was as hard as steel. Guys can be so blind, I had just given him the dumbest corniest line in the world but because I was holding his cock, he fell for it. "This will tell me which one you think is the sexiest. It can't lie to me." I squeezed it and played with it slightly. "Damn, this thing is a monster!"Releasing it reluctantly, I turned my back on him and ordered him to change my outfit. His hands lingered on me, sliding over my stomach and breasts as he slid my clothes off. With my new outfit on I whirled and grabbed his cock again. "Hmm, I think it's harder with this outfit. You must think this is the sexiest one."He didn't speak, just stood unmoving, letting me play with his cock for several minutes. At last I turned my back on him again. When I lifted my hands, I didn't need to say anything. He slowly pulled my clothes off, running his hands over my body and cupping my breasts for several minutes before finally getting the outfit over my head.Nude, I turned to face him and grabbed his cock again. "This thing is big. I just have to see it." With that I unzipped his pants and pulled it out. In truth it was an average sized penis but I got down on my knees and looked up at him. "It's wonderful, so much bigger than my boyfriends. Can I taste it?" I didn't wait for a reply but took his cock into my mouth. It slid in easily and my tongue played with it. It smelled clean, like soap, and his pubic hairs were very soft. He was already dripping pre-cum and it had a wonderful salty flavor. I lapped it up while thoroughly licking and sucking. I had hoped to deep-throat him, but he was too hard and would not bend the right way. Instead I concentrated on maximizing the skin to skin contact as I went up and down his shaft, sliding it slowly in and out, just appreciating the feeling.For a woman, there is something magical about being nude, on your knees, with a man's cock in your mouth. You simply cannot be any more of a woman than at that moment. It was a special moment and I relished it as I paid homage to his prick.Swirling my tongue as I pumped him up and down, I settled into a rhythm and he responded. Within a few seconds he was groaning. His cock swelled up and then began pumping its hot salty ropes of cum into my waiting mouth. I am sure he would have appreciated shooting all over my face, but I had to be able to leave the store without attracting attention so I continued my sucking as he spurted stream after stream into my mouth. With quick swallowing, I was able to get it all and not spill a drop. I licked his softening tool clean and sat back."God, that was great. I wish I had a boyfriend like you."He looked at me with glazed eyes as put his cock away and straightened his pants."Thanks for helping me pick out an outfit," I looked up at him, "you had better go before they get suspicious."He nodded, too weak to do anything other than acquiesce, and closed the door behind him.Smiling at a job well done, I put my clothes back on, put the two outfits back on the rack and walked out of the store.Chapter 5---------"Hmm, it's ok, but I was hoping for something more than that."Jack comment was less than flattering as I pulled off my shawl and presented myself to him. "I had hoped you would." he broke off when I turned around, showing him the back of the gown. I was wearing a gown of pure blue silk. It started with a collar around my neck, gathered at the waist and finally fell in billowing folds to the floor. It was the kind of head-turning gown that designers make and regular people only see on TV. Nice as the front was, the real head-turner was the back - or lack thereof. Originally designed to be a backless gown, I had it altered to cut far lower than its designer intended. The gown now cut at slightly above the bottom of my ass. Technically it was not a backless but rather a bottomless gown as all but one inch of my bottom was in full view.The gown was fabulously impractical. I had to be careful every time I sat down or I would sit on the cut and pull the gown right off. I could feel a cool breeze between my legs since obviously nothing could be worn underneath it. Unfortunately its lack of practicality also extended to walking, as it caught at the bottom of my cheek with every step, pulling slightly on the collar. All in all, it was uncomfortable to wear but a traffic stopper when on. Such is the life of a woman. "Good god, that thing is." he struggled for words, "did you know how much of your.""Do you like it?" I asked sweetly as I twirled around (carefully) for him, "I hope it's sexy enough." He rose to his feet and smiled a very sincere smile, "my dear, I have no doubt you will be the hit of the party. With the contract in hand, you are exactly what I was hoping you would be tonight. Shall we?" He extended his arm and we headed for the limousine.The cocktail party was already in full swing by the time we arrived. Jake was greeted warmly and I knew his deal had most likely been a good one for the others as well. I was given little attention at first. Some of the men had attractive wives and they dressed sexier than the front of my gown suggested. Soon however I was the center of attention. As I walked through the room I could hear the conversation stop as I passed. I pretended not to notice.As the night wore on, the drinks flowed and the men grew bolder. They would walk up to the two of us and introduce themselves while patting my cheek. I didn't want to cause a scene for my client, and truth be told it was kind of exciting. Married men with their wives on one arm would chat amiably while vigorously fondling me with the other arm. Finally, one particularly forward gentleman took it too far. He didn't just fondle my cheek, he reached down between and tried to stick his finger up me. Now, a little playful touching is one thing but being finger-fucked by a total stranger in front of my client was another. I tried to move politely, giving him a quiet "stop it" but he didn't take the hint. Jake spotted my desperate look and quickly discovered what was going on. He did not explode with rage, though his face became red. Instead, he quietly told the man to remove his hand or have it broken. Embarrassed, the man moved away. It makes a girl feel good when her man can handle himself well and protect her. I liked him more and more with each passing hour. "Thanks," I whispered, and gave him a sly smile, "what do I do if it happens again?""It won't," he promised."Perhaps you should keep your hand there just to make sure," I whispered and placed his hand on my cheek. He didn't say anything but he gave it a good squeeze and left it there.Jake became very familiar with all aspects of my ass during the rest of the cocktail party. His hand explored every nook and cranny in intimate detail and I had trouble maintaining my side of the conversations. Jake seemed particularly pleased at this and was very reluctant to release his hand when the doors opened and we were led into the dining area. The room featured small booths around a central raised stage. We sat in one of the prime booths and introduced ourselves to the two men already at the table. They were middle management and pudgy, with the loose fitting clothing so typical of middle management everywhere. The food was exquisite and served with impeccable precision by the wait staff. The managers dove into the food with such gusto I wondered how they managed to stay merely pudgy.When the last of the plates were carried away the lights dimmed and a spotlight shone on the stage in the center of the room. An oriental man walked into the spotlight and Jake whispered to me it was the man was who he had made the deal with. "Thank you all for coming," he said, "to wrap up the conference we have arranged a special show for you tonight. This will not be what you think. Expect to be surprised. They come direct from sensual Thailand, please welcome The Dragon Gigs!"We all applauded as a small group of dancers appeared on the stage. They performed sensual dance rhythms, swaying with the music and gliding around the stage. After a few minutes, the tempo of the music changed and there was a buildup. When the crescendo hit, all of the dancers pulled off one of their gauzy wraps and threw them into the center of the stage, then spun back out to their former positions and began anew.I could see where this was going. We were going to see a strip show and I wanted to be comfortable. Sitting up, I directed Jake to turn around and put his leg up then snuggled back between his legs and turned to watch the show. The dancers were fantastic, their bodies seemed to melt together as they swayed and swirled around the dance floor. More wisps of cloth soon followed until the women were topless. I expected the stripping to stop there. Topless is legal in Vegas, anything more requires considerable effort. But they did not stop, the swirling, spinning dancing continued as strips of cloth were added to the pile. Soon the dancers had only the briefest of g-strings on. Finally, the music crashed, the lights flashed and the dancers stood nude before us.There was a collective gasp from the audience. The dancers paused for a moment, as though in mid-dance, their arms and legs frozen. The women had good sized natural-looking breasts, the nipples pointed in their excitement, their pubic areas a uniformly trimmed tiny triangle. The men were shaven completely hairless and sported large cocks, though they were not erect.After everyone was given a chance to inspect the goods, the music started again. This music was different; slower and more sensual. The dancers responded with slow rhythms and movements. The dancers would come together, kiss, then twirl apart, to spin leisurely for a few seconds and come together with a different partner.After a few minutes of this the dance changed. It was apparent they were more than simple dancers as when they came together instead of kissing, the man would spin the woman upside down and hold her up while she sucked his cock. She would suck for only a couple of seconds, then he would spin her back onto her feet and the dancers would twirl off in different directions. It was incredibly sensuous. The tension in the room was slowly rising as the cocks of the men began to grow. I was really enjoying it, in all the years I have been going to shows in Vegas, this was the first time I had seen something like this. I felt for Jakes hand and grabbed it in mine. When he squeezed back I lifted it and placed in on my breast, under the gown.The act of bending over to sit down caused my bottomless dress to billow out in front of me. Once his hand was under the material, he had full and unencumbered access to my entire body. I let go of his hand and watched the dancers as his hand explored my breasts and stomach.The men were now rock hard from the combination of exhibitionism and cocksucking, but still the dance continued. Jakes hand felt incredible as he massaged my nipples and I arched my back and whispered to him what he was doing to me. He responded by running his hand down and between my legs. I was obviously wet and his finger easily penetrated me. My legs parted on their own to provide him better access.Although it was dark and the stage show was amazing, by now the middle managers could tell something was happening in the booth beside them. I could not stifle a low groan as Jake found my clitoris and began to rub it. Being only middle managers they were powerless to do anything but pretend nothing was happening.Jakes hand continued to rub my most sensitive spot and I quickly lost myself in the sensation. Soon I was arching my back and moaning in anticipation. His finger slipped easily inside of me and I knew right then what I wanted. I tried to tell him but the freight train hit me and my orgasm stopped all rational thought. Jake squeezed his knees together, pinning me as I shook from the intensity of it.When I finally came back to earth, the middle managers were watching me openly so I guess I had not been as discrete as I had hoped. On the stage, the dance had changed again. Now the men lay on the floor, their cocks sticking up in the air. The women danced and flowed, every so often they would stop over a man, lower themselves onto him and fuck him for several seconds before standing up and twirling away. It was amazing to watch. It looked like fun and I was ready for Jake to do it to me. Arching back I whispered in his ear, "I need you inside of me. Right now, right here."He responded only with a low groan. I raised myself up slightly while he fumbled with his pants, then I could feel his hard cock against my ass. It felt good sized and I was pleased it was already hard. By bending slightly and sliding my ass out of the gown I was essentially nude from knee and neck. A tiny amount of wiggling and his cock slid easily into me. Feeling comfortably full, I settled back with a sigh.The dancers were reaching a finish, the amount of time spent dancing was getting less and less, while the amount of time spent fucking was growing. A couple of the guys were getting a strained look on their faces, as though they were fighting to hold back. Jake pushed his hips up and down in slow languid movements, sliding his cock in and out of my dripping hole.It was a fantastic feeling. I was practically nude and being nicely fucked in the center of a room full of people who had no idea what was going on. The middle managers knew, they could see me going up and down and see quite a bit of exposed skin, but being only middle management they could not interfere with a senior executive. The music reached a peak and stopped. I was worried the lights would come on and reveal us but instead a spotlight shone on the center of the stage.Jake continued his slow fucking, all the while massaging my breasts as two new people rose up from the center of the stage. The woman was small in size. She lay on her back on a small cushion. The man was not as muscular as the previous dancers, but his cock was another matter altogether. Another gasp went up from the audience as the true size of the monster became clear. I have seen some good sized cocks in my life. I've been to bed with three porn stars and a couple of NBA players who were impressive in size, but this was the largest cock I have ever seen. From this distance there was no way to tell if it was surgically enhanced but it dangled most of the way to his knees.The dais they were on began to spin slowly, giving everyone in the audience a good view as he fed the tip of his cock to her upturned mouth. She sucked it eagerly, taking the head into her mouth. Jakes cock tightened inside of me at the sight.As the monster cock grew hard it forced him further away from her mouth. At last he pulled out. Laying his balls on her face, his cock stretched down her chest, between her breasts and almost to her belly button. Once everyone in the audience could measure it, he stood up and retreated from her. The music stopped and Jake did too, he was obviously watching the stage. I have to admit I was paying more attention to the stage than the cock inside of me. What could possibly happen next? She seemed far too small to take a monster like that, even halfway in he would drive it clear up into her womb.The music started a rising drumbeat. The male dancers lay on the stage with the females sitting on their cocks. They began to slowly twist and spin around the connection while facing the center. The anticipation grew with each rising note. Jakes cock began to pump inside of me again, I could feel the head sliding in and out in a faster rhythm. The man on stage held that giant cock before her face without moving.The music crashed and there was a wild gasp from the audience. In one massive thrust, he speared her open mouth and plunged that behemoth into her all the way to the root. It must have hit the bottom of her stomach. If I had not seen it with my own eyes I would never have believed that tiny body could deep-throat a massive cock like that. She could have gotten a job as a sword swallower anywhere in the world. After holding it for a second, he slowly pulled it all the way out, allowing her to take in a big gulp of air before he pushed it in again. Jake was fucking me frantically now, no longer able to contain himself. I arched back and whispered into his ear, "don't expect me to be able to do that." He only grunted and then stiffened as he finally came. I could feel his hot fluids squirting inside of me. With an audible groan he continued to push into me, pumping for all he was worth. I squeezed as tight as I could, milking him for every drop, enjoying the luxurious slick feeling of sperm-lubrication. His cock shrank to almost nothing as he finally collapsed under me with a sigh.We lay together with him still inside of me to watch the final act. The cock pumped in and out of her mouth with fast thrusts. The dancers, in a circle around the center stage, slowly fucked each other. The music built to a smashing finale. In the center, the colossal cock pulled out of the woman's mouth and aimed at it from a foot away. The dancers froze and all lights went out except for a spotlight highlighting that cock and her upturned face. It convulsed and began pumping rope after thick rope of cum into her open mouth, filling it to overflowing. The music burst into the finale and the lights went out.There was a moment of silence and then the audience burst into a roar of applause. The lights came up and I noticed I was showing off a lot more than I wanted to. The middle managers were looking at the two of us with wide eyes so I jumped up and quickly arranged my gown while Jake fumbled with his pants. The applause was deafening as the dancers took bow after bow before collecting their clothes and heading offstage. Looking over at the slack-jawed middle managers, I looked them in the eye and asked sweetly, "That was an amazing show, did you like it too?" They agreed that it was quite an impressive show as both sides knew which show we were really talking about.Chapter 6---------After the show, the cocktail party resumed, though now the conversation was considerably more ribald than before. I excused myself and headed for the ladies room to clean up. Despite how romantic it sounds, the reality of cum dripping down between ones legs is not much fun. It's annoying and quickly gets sticky. I needed to get cleaned up.The mirror showed a tale of woe, I looked exactly what I was, well-fucked. My hair was a mess, the gown was a mass of wrinkles and it sported several obvious stains. The stains needed to be taken care of immediately before permanent damage was done to a dress that cost more than a month's wages. I was alone in the room, so I stripped off the gown and began to wash the trouble areas.As luck would have it, as soon as I began to wash, the door opened and a young woman came in, her eyes widening at my nude body holding a dress under the faucet. She wore a wedding ring and I pegged her at about twenty-eight. Obviously I do not have any problem with being naked in front of people so I ignored her until she touched my arm and asked, "Are you one of those exhibitionist women?"I was about to give a sarcastic reply but she seemed to be serious. "No, I stained my dress and I needed to get it cleaned off.""But what about your underwear?" She seemed truly puzzled."I am not wearing any, so when I took off the dress, this is what I had left," trying not to sound too condescending, I pointed down at myself.Her eyes looked me over carefully. I couldn't tell if she was a closet lesbian or just had never seen a naked woman before. "Aren't you scared to wear a dress without any underwear? What if something happened, people would be able to see your," she gestured toward my crotch, "you know."I decided not to tell her I had just fucked someone in the middle of dinner. She seemed innocent, as though the whole concept of a woman being sexy was a foreign one. Laying the dress over a stall door, I dabbed at it with a towel."That's the whole idea, its fun and makes you feel sexy because it could happen. You should try it."Her eyes grew wide, "oh no, I could never! What if someone found out?""Honey, this is Vegas. Sexy things happen here all the time. Did you know I slipped once?" I had an idea I could do a little more Vegas promotion with this girl. All I needed was the right story."What happened?" She was like a puppy now, eager to know all the details."I was wearing a conservative skirt to a date with my boyfriend, so I decided to try it without any panties."She giggled at the thought, "what happened?""I sneaked into the bathroom and took everything off and I went out to see him and it was incredibly exciting," my little made-up story had her full attention. "I could feel the air moving around.down there.and I felt so exposed, like everyone could see me. But nobody could. I hurried over to tell him what I had done and wasn't paying attention. I slipped on a wrapper, fell right on my ass with my legs wide open and everything right out in public for everyone to see."She was horrified, "oh god, I would just die. What did you do?""After I gave everyone a free show, I did feel like I was going to die of embarrassment. I mean," I leaned in close and whispered as though I was really embarrassed, "everyone, including my boyfriend knew what I had done. But you know what? Everyone turned back to their lunch and after the shock wore off, my boyfriend was really excited. That was all he talked about at lunch and later he was as hard as a piece of steel. If you know what I mean."She laughed at the shared girls-only joke. "Plus," I continued, "I never saw any of those guys at the restaurant again." I leaned in close again, "but I bet they remember me!"We laughed again, a couple of girls sharing an intimate moment. That was when I sprang my idea. "How long are you in Vegas?""Oh, my husband is part of this concrete thing. It's dreadfully boring, with meetings all day and these cocktail parties with people I don't know at night. We are heading for home tomorrow.""Then I know just how to spice things up tonight."She looked at me for an explanation. When I just grinned at her she finally understood my meaning. "I couldn't!""Sure you can," I soothed, "nobody will know if you watch where you step. You can take them off in here, and hand them to your husband for safekeeping."I dropped my voice low as though there were eavesdroppers, "I guarantee that he will be amazed and consider it the sexiest thing you have ever done. Guaranteed to put some spice into your love life.""You think so?" she bit her lower lip with indecision, "we could use some. He is always working late and is mostly too tired these days.""I know so. He will be so horny he will probably leave early to drag you back to the room."She giggled at the thought then stuck out her chin in resolution. "OK, I will do it. But you can't tell anyone!""Don't worry." This was really run, it isn't often a person gets a chance to help a pretty young woman open up sexually and start down a path to a more adventurous sex life.She sneaked a peak around the deserted bathroom and reached for her zipper. "Allow me," I said and stepped behind her. I unzipped her and helped her out of her modest dress. She stepped out of her slip and stood before me in only in plain white panties and bra."Those too," I ordered. Giggling she unsnapped her bra, exposing very nice young firm breasts, nipples erect in her excitement. Her panties followed, revealing a large untrimmed hairy bush.Looking at the bush I confided, "When the no-underwear thing gets stale, try shaving.""But I shave my legs and underarms now," she protested."I mean shave all of your pubic hair off."Her mouth formed a silent "O" but she didn't say anything."Don't worry," I chuckled, "it won't kill you. Guys think it's sexy. Some night when he is completely tired out from a long week at work, you can give him a massage and then show him a bald pussy. I guarantee he will find some energy."My use of coarse language shocked her, and I hastened on, "remember, when your man is overworked and too tired for you, it is up to you to keep the relationship going for him. You are his rock, the center of his universe and if you don't make the effort it will all fall apart. When he can't, it is up to you to put a spring back in his step."She looked at me seriously for a minute, letting it sink in and then nodded. At that moment the door opened and a middle aged woman walked in. She took one look at the two of us standing nude together, turned around and walked back out.I looked at us in the mirror, "I wonder what she was thinking."My nude partner laughed, completely forgetting she had just exposed herself to another person. Still laughing, I zipped her dress up and stood back to look."From here, you look completely normal," I told her, "nobody will know except your husband what a wild sexual being you are underneath."She giggled and wadded the pile of underwear into her hand. As she turned to go, she looked back at me and said simply, "thanks." "Your welcome," I knew what she really said. Girls have a language that is spoken in silent understanding. She didn't need to say "thanks for reminding me that I am sexual and helping me to solve my marriage crises," I knew she meant it.Alone in the bathroom I checked my dress. The wet spots were merely damp now and I slid it back on. A few minutes work and I was ready to face the party again.Chapter 7---------The party was buzzing and the drinks were flowing freely. After the incredible show, the sexual tension was palpable in the room. Jake was with a small group of his partners and I deliberately approached the group on the opposite side of him. A light touch parted them and I walked slowly through the circle to Jake, feeling the pressure of their eyes on my ass. With my ass still pointing at his partners, I reached up and gave him a quick kiss then turned around to stand beside him. All eyes snapped back up to face-level as the conversation stuttered. Guys can be so obvious sometimes, but I pretended not to notice and asked Jake to introduce me.We chatted for a few minutes. The men seemed genuinely surprised at my knowledge of the concrete business. I didn't bother to enlighten them of my hours spent studying; rather I let them assume it was due to a relationship with Jake. This deepened their assumption that Jake and I were an 'item' and increased their estimation of Jake as a successful business person. Eventually the group broke up and we drifted around the party, talking and chatting. Jake was making good contacts and I did my best to impress his business partners, walking back and forth to the bar and turning around to say hi to people. Invariably, the conversation faltered when my back was turned, but I did my best clueless woman impression and never seemed to notice when the guys played sophomoric tricks on me."Isn't that a friend of yours over there?""Where?" I would say and spin around, giving them all a perfect view of my naked ass."Oh, I guess not."Toward the end of the party, the oriental man who seemed to be the key player came up behind me. I felt his hand on my ass before I knew there was anyone there. He gave it a very possessive squeeze, as though he owned it. I took an instant dislike of him and shifted over closer to Jake.He acted as if nothing had happened and gave Jake a small bow. "I hope you enjoyed the show.""It was fantastic," Jake enthused."Thank you. I saw the little show you put on in the audience. Most impressive."Oh god, I felt like crawling into a hole. This little weasel had seen me riding Jake in the audience. I could feel the blush covering me and tried to regain my composure.He laughed an oily laugh. "Quite frankly, I was surprised. You did not strike me as that sort.""Yes, well," Jake was clearly embarrassed and unsure of how to respond."I am very glad my initial impression was incorrect. This party is winding down, however I am inviting a select few to my suite to continue the party in a more, exotic, fashion. Please consider the." He looked me carefully up and down, his eyes lingering on my curves. It gave me the creeps, like he was measuring me for a bondage ropes or something. ".both of you, invited," he continued turning back to Jake. Then without a word he turned and disappeared into the crowd."That was strange," Jake remarked, "still, it is quite an honor to be invited to one of his parties. I've heard they are over-the-top.""I don't like him," I tried not to sound like a whiny little girl but I wanted him to know of my feelings. I had a bad feeling about that party. I would go as Jakes escort of course, but not willingly."Why not?" he was surprised."The way he looked at me, like he was sizing me up for some definite purpose. Plus he grabbed me.""He did?" Jake seemed angry."He groped me when he came up to us," I hoped I didn't come across as a ditzy woman. "Then we are not going," Jake was firm."What about making work contacts?" I was nervous now, I didn't want to interfere with his business. He was a nice guy."I don't care," he gave me a squeeze and slid his hand down to cup my cheeks, "a rare flower such as yourself must be protected."Poetry? I didn't know he had it in him. "Oh you are such a sweety," I melted in to him, giving his hand full access. He responded by exploring ever deeper. I reached up to kiss him.We stood in the middle of the party and kissed. His hand dug ever deeper, sending little tendrils of pleasure through me. When we finally came up for air, I knew exactly what I wanted. "What do you say we head back to your room and see if room service can send up some chilled champagne?""I thought you never fraternized with the clients," he teased."I don't. My contract explicitly states that sex is not part of the arrangement." I looked up at him and gave him a sexy smile, "but there is nothing stopping a girl who likes a guy from doing whatever she wants."I looked at my watch, "besides. It's long after midnight, so technically you are not a client any longer."He laughed and gave me a squeeze. **Back in his suite, the windows looked out over the neon and the people far below. We stood on the balcony, looking down at them. It felt good to snuggle into him and let him wrap his arms around me. It was chilly though and I had very little on, even with my wrap. Reluctantly we went back inside. I sat him down in the armchair and then sat in his lap. He was a pretty good kisser and soon we were exploring each others bodies with mouths, tongues and hands. My dress began to be a serious impediment to our fun and I knew it was time to be rid of it. I stood before him, letting him watch me as I slowly and sensuously worked my hips. It was a miniature strip-tease but I only had one piece of clothing on. I needed to make it last. I danced, giving it a slow energy designed to leave him breathless. At last the silk was raised over my head and I stood before him.I work out quite hard, averaging five days a week in the gym, plus aerobics and dancing. I watch what I eat very carefully. So I am pretty confident I have a sexy body, but it is always nerve-wracking when you care about what a person thinks and they see you for the first time. Fortunately, he liked what he saw. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and started swaying again. This was going to be a fun night.I was still dancing before him when there was a knock on the door. Our champagne had arrived. No way was the waiter going to see me dancing around naked like a cheap hooker so I headed for the bathroom. Halfway there I got a better idea, perhaps a little bit of fun would be appropriate. I jumped onto the bed and lay on my stomach, letting my nude body be seen from the door. Jake opened the door and signed for the champagne. Just as the waiter looked up, I arched my ass up and said "Come back to bed lover, six times is not enough." The waiter looked from me to Jake in awe, gulped and almost ran down the hallway."You're terrible," Jake laughed as he handed me a glass, "that kid will be telling stories about all the kinky sex going on up here.""Um, let's hope he gets some of them right."He lay on his back as I undid his trousers, reached in and hauled it out. Having done it once already tonight he was not hard yet, despite my dancing. It was nicely sized, not gigantic or strangely shaped or anything unusual, just very nice. It had that meaty spongy feeling I love so much when it is partially erect. The head was slightly purplish and the thick vein along the side was already pulsing. I knew exactly where this thing belonged and lowered my head to it. It tasted fantastic. He had obviously wiped himself during the evening but I could still taste echoes of my juices and his previous cum. I swirled my tongue around the head, cleaning and licking him. The shaft lengthened and hardened. I sucked and licked, working the head into the back of my mouth.When he began groaning I knew I had to stop. Since he had already cum once tonight, I surmised one more would be his limit and I wanted it to be inside of me. Slowing my pace, I began to add in other actions. I licked the shaft slowly and sucked his balls. I kissed my way up to his nipples and gave them some attention. I rubbed his chest and abdomen. We were both enjoying the slow sensual build-up.At last the timing felt right. I rose up over him and slowly lowered myself. I could feel him at my entrance, then with a rush he was all the way inside. It felt wonderful. The full feeling when a man is inside you is hard to describe but every woman knows what it feels like. For a second I just enjoyed the feeling, and then he shifted underneath me.Rising slowly up and down, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling. The head slid in and out and I could feel it all the way. I was already well lubricated, not just from before, but I was really enjoying this slow screw. He slid easily in and out, while I maintained a slow and steady rhythm. I started rocking a bit, causing it to tip forward and back. The extra pressure it put on me brought an involuntary gasp. Pleasure emanating from my nipples surprised me and I opened my eyes to see his hands caressing them. The double sensation caused the waves of sensation to build inside me. With a glad feeling I could tell I was heading for my second orgasm of the night. It grew swiftly and almost before I knew it, it hit me with the force of a freight train. The sensation exploded inside me and I lost the ability to move my body. With aching gasps I moaned, helplessly impaled on his cock. He took up the task of fucking me while my body shuddered and spasmed, lifting me with a heave of his hips. When I could function again, I realized I had collapsed on top of him. My orgasm was a big one and I wanted his seed inside of me but I had no strength left in my legs. I rolled off him. The terrible emptiness between my legs helped to revive me. I wanted that hot fat cock back where it was supposed to be. Spreading my legs I gasped, "Get on top of me, lover."He rolled over on top and with one quick thrust he drove it into me. It felt like it went all the way up to my throat and I had been split wide open. I gasped and would have told him to stop but he was already pulling out and ramming it back in. The feel of his weight pushing his cock into me, forcing me down into the bed, was what I needed. I squeezed it as much as I could, feeling the hardness of it as it rammed home. He was thrusting like a jackhammer now, unable to control himself as his balls began to boil and the primitive caveman part of his brain took over. He slid in and out more and more swiftly, then I felt the head swell up and I knew he was about to cum. This was the penultimate moment for a woman and I enjoyed every second of it. Giving pleasure to a man is the greatest gift a woman can give and this was the ultimate reward. He grunted a loud moan and rammed into me. My cries mingled with his as I felt the pulsing of his cock and the splash of his white hot cum as it pumped into me. Over and over he slammed into me, spasming and pumping. I squeezed as tightly as I could, milking it for every drop, enjoying the sensations, the feeling of connection, of being a woman who has pleased her man.At last his thrusting slowed, his body sagged and his cock began to shrink. The once mighty rod of steel became a noodle and then popped out as he sagged down and collapsed on me. I knew enough not to try and do anything for these first few seconds. The human male needs time to recover, to regain some semblance of intelligence again. I waited, enjoying his weight and the cum inside of me.At last he groaned and raised himself up on one elbow and looked down at me. This is a very crucial time for a man. He has just fucked a woman and now awaits her decision. Will she tell him he is a lousy lover and pop his ego balloon or give him a quote he can tell his friends about. I looked at him and smiled, "God that was incredible. Your cock feels so good I had the biggest orgasm."There was relief in his eyes and he smiled back at me, the conquering hero. "Wow, I haven't done it twice in one night in ten years.""Mmmm," I buried my face in his chest hairs, "think we can make it three times?""Not on your life," he laughed and rolled off me, "I won't be able to get it up for a week."I cleaned us both up with a warm washcloth and we lay arm in arm in the bed. As I suspected, the combination of the late hour, the exercise and all the alcohol hit him as soon as his heartbeat went back to normal and within fifteen minutes he was fast asleep.Climbing out of bed without waking him, I made sure his alarm clock was set and headed back to my place.Chapter 8---------His flight left at noon and I wanted to see him off. Not only because he was a good client but also because he was a nice guy. Besides, I wanted to see him again. Only a hooker fucks a guy in his bed and then leaves, never to see him again. He deserved a kiss goodbye.Sensibly attired in a conservative skirt and blouse I arrived at his suite just as he was leaving for the airport."Vanessa, I was hoping to see you before you left!" He was directing a small squad of porters. They strained at the suitcases and sample cases. "Will you ride with me to the airport?""Of course, I am glad you have not left yet."The tinted windows of the limousine prevented the harsh sunlight from penetrating and we sat together watching the road slip past."I want to thank you for everything," he began, "I was hesitant at first. You were highly recommended but," he let the word trail off. I knew what he was thinking, that I was expensive and didn't allow any sex."I am really glad I met you," I told him with open honesty. He looked at me and was going to say something, probably a smart-aleck reply about how I say that to all my clients, but he could see in my face I meant it."I enjoyed myself these last few days," I continued, then gave him a smile, "some parts more so than others." He grinned at that then laughed, "Do you remember Johnson's face the first time he saw that dress of yours?"I had absolutely no idea who Johnson was but I smiled. It was all the encouragement he needed as he burst into laughter. "He got so red I thought he was going to pop a blood vessel. I'm going to tease him about that for a long time."The limousine arrived at the airport and I stepped out onto the curb with him. "Good by," he said a little uncertainly."Is that all I get?" I looked at him with a sly expression, "come here you and give me a proper goodbye."He laughed and took me up in his arms and gave me a proper kiss.Epilogue--------"He said I was to take you anywhere you wanted to go," the driver told me once Jake had disappeared from view."Hmmm, just a minute," I didn't feel like riding back into town alone. Perhaps I could kill two birds with one stone.I spotted a likely looking target, a good looking single man with a suitcase coming out of the airport and heading toward the taxi stand."Excuse me," I rushed up to him. He turned at my voice. "Yes?""I rented a limousine to take me to my hotel, but now I'm kind of regretting it. It seems expensive. I was thinking, perhaps we could share the ride and the cost. He will take us anywhere we want to go and with both of us riding it will be cheaper!"He considered it while I filled in the details and finally agreed. The driver was a good one and did not comment as he put the man's bag into the trunk."Hi," I held out my hand," my name is Vanessa.""John," he said, giving me a firm handshake."John, that's a nice name. A strong name. I am pleased to meet you."The driver held the door for me as I stepped inside, John right behind me. I decided to get the party started and pretended to trip. I fell into the limo with a cry and sprawled. Jake hastily climbed in behind me and helped get me seated. "Are you all right?""I think so, but my ankle hurts.""Here, let me take a look at it," I spun around in the seat and put my foot in his lap. With my legs bent he had a clear view up my skirt to the pink satin thong I was wearing."I am such an idiot," I told him, ignoring his fleeting glimpses up my skirt as he massaged my ankle, "I started drinking on the plane cause I wanted to have fun in Vegas! This is the place where you can be as wild as you want to be and you don't have to tell anyone and I am really planning to be wild this weekend."He didn't say anything but continued to massage my ankle and sneak peeks up my skirt. "Ummm," I gave a little sigh and settled back against the cushions letting my legs open slightly to give him a better view, "that feels wonderful."**Several weeks later, Jake's payment arrived. It included a five figure bonus on top of my usual fee, plus I still have the dress. Like I said, he was a nice guy.END |
rosie.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/29/rosie.txt | FIRST AUTHOR'S NOTESWe contribute this slice of heritage to National Women's History Month. (Whoops! NWHM was in March. Well, for the one next year.)There were eighteen million Rosie the Riveters, two of whom were Alice Jean Crowder and Diane Stapleton Estes and they welded, not riveted. They welded very well, thank you, according to the Kaiser Shipbuilding inspection tallies. In terms of rivets (if you're a literal male), we had Rose Bonavita who drove a record 3,345 into a torpedo bomber in 1943. A Rosie really named Rose!History says that World War II was won by American industrial might. (Should we have said "Herstory"? Considering Ms. Bonavita, "Herstoria"? Vocabulary got complicated after the Rosies burned their bras and the US got licked in Viet Nam.)Give the picture at /files/Authors/Holly_Rennick/Rosies.jpg a gander.Rosie on the left, in her polka-dot bandana, flexes her muscle in the "We Can Do It" 1943 poster. And do it she did, once she got to California. Rosie on the right is Norman Rockwell's Saturday Evening Post cover. Think she got that satisfied in an afternoon of peening rivets? Dr. Freud! We got one for you!If these two Rosies had just been building war machines, they would have had to wear hardhats. SECOND AUTHOR'S NOTESSee if you can find the "play within the play". I didn't invent the structure. I think Shakespeare did.NEW HIRE #1Richmond Kaiser Shipyard Welding Crew #138: Calvin McKee, chief, Dennis Selfridge, Alice Jean Crowder and Warner Marti -- Kaiser's best burners, we boasted. Our hardhats had 138 over a big V for victory. I'm Alice Jean. I bring in more take-home pay than my husband Stan who's a rigger. But Calvin got on with General Electric's sub division, and Dennis had the seniority. Myself, I'd started later in the shipbuilding trade, leaving college for the War effort. I'd been studying for the stage, since I have some talent. (Well, OK, I was having some grade problems, too.) But now welding for two years, I was getting to be an old hand. Hell, it got me to California, same as if I'd opted for the cinema.Stan, the first rigger I ever met, swept me off my feet by the Golden Gate and got me in what looked to be the family way, so we got married. Turns out to have been a false alarm, but we'd already tied the knot.Welding Crew #138: Dennis Selfridge, chief, Alice Jean Crowder, Warner Marti and one new hire -- Kaiser Shipbuilding's best burners, we hoped."So this must be Chester Estes," I judged when I saw Personnel escorting the gangly new-hire into Shipway 11. LeeAnne in Personnel had tipped me that the new one was single; it's interesting how new hires get classified. Her understanding was that this one learned to weld on the farm. Kaiser gets us from all over.Watching the new hire reminded me my first day, but twenty times more, me being a woman. Poor guy. Males want so hard to impress. Dumped into the scurry, he's thinking he made a bad job choice. My first day, I'd known the Bette Davis bit. Hi there, fellas! Worked like a charm.I just hadn't realized why Stan had driven me to see the Bay lights from the far docks. I just wasn't used to brandy, I guess, but maybe at the same time I was ready to live a little. Welcome to California!I hoped this new one would give it a couple of years; it can take a while, but you get to like it. Me, I'd chosen Kaiser for the wrong reason -- the overtime. Now I'd found a better reason to punch in, welding real ships, proving that us dolls can do it faster, even.I was pleased that the guys made a point of formally introducing themselves to Chester, the new one. And after a few jokes, he'd quit refolding his goggles (men like their hands occupied) and was discussing which Yankees were likely to enlist in which Armed Force. Those service teams could whomp the Majors these days, he said.Women tend to get acquainted in terms of what we like, the soaps, for example. Men, by what they think. It's good to have something in common besides ironwork.Chester hailed from Oklahoma, went to the Baptist Church, was in sales before the War, ruefully conceding that welding was harder, "but sure beats commissions."I circumspectly sleuthed two crucial items: he wasn't a fag and admitted to no spouse. Most gals just check the latter, but I'd known a boy in school who wore his sister's clothes. Secondary positives included that he smoked, enjoyed dancing (not competitively, he wanted to be clear) and had good manners. A potential negative seemed to be the seriousness with which he took baseball. On the other hand, he could have liked the bottle too much, a sure-fire Monday-morning problem for the rest of us.Then Dennis got a transfer to Kaiser Vancouver and crew chief goes by seniority.Welding Crew #138: Alice Jean Crowder, chief, Warner Marti, Chester Estes and another new hire -- Kaiser Shipbuilding's best burners, I wondered.I was glad I'd worked my way up, Heliarc in glove, so to speak. Chiefs need to earn their respect, especially woman ones.NEW HIRE #2And our new welder was another woman! Another Rosie the Riveter to the public, still a broad to most guys in Richmond. But to hell with that! Because I was now a "Chief Broad" whose beads stayed tight. It just takes that little bit of extra heat and not pulling the rod away too fast. (I'm talking welding technology.)But another gal? I was as doubtful about this new one, Diane Stapleton, her name, as were Warner and Chester. Could she carry her weight? She seemed to have the biceps, I agreed. Be trusted not to burn the guy on her right? Hell, would she do her part cleaning up?I could tell from her union book that she'd apprenticed in Kansas City and she probably knew her theory. Rosies usually do. And for $1.05 an hour, 40 hours plus, two-week paid vacation, sick leave, Rosies move to yards where there's more water than ever flowed in the Missouri. Did the same, myself.Welding Crew #138: Alice Jean Crowder, chief, Warner Marti, Chester Estes and Diane Stapleton -- Kaiser Shipyard's first half-and-half burners.I was pleased to have an unattached gal on board (thank you, LeeAnne in Personnel) for Chester's sake. I didn't foresee romance right off (this Diane seemed too pretty), but something to think about. Plus, single Sallies make better friends -- no raised-eyebrow, "Oh, my husband wouldn't want me to, but it's your business." Plus, as the three of us noted first day, this one could submerge ark as fast as anybody could feed her electrodes.Crew chiefs need to watch things.Diane and Chester exchanged greetings at the gate, I observed, and chatted over lunch when a bench was free. Maybe there was hope for Cupid, but after a month I'd suggest a little faster. There's a War going on, you know?I'd been a virgin when I arrived, too. I could tell that about Diane just from her giggle. Shoot! If I'd taken the bus to Hollywood and traded mine off smarter, I'd not be in these coveralls. But I'd not be making big ships.I was, I'll admit, a little glad that Warner wasn't the one making eyes at Diane (if that's what Chester thought he was doing. It takes a little action, too.). I liked Warner to pal around with.BARN DANCEKnowing that Chester danced gave me the inspiration. "Third Friday every month, 7:30, they open up Store Shed 19 for a country hoedown, just like what we got drug to when we were kids on the farm." Casually (I hoped), I added as an afterthought, "I'll ask around and see who else is going."When Diane laughed, "Barn dance?" I guessed it was at the idea of stepping out with string-bean Chester, not alternate left and righting. No, really. She'd love to go, though she admitted to only a city girl's idea of barn dancing. Chester knew how, I assured. When I promised there'd be no cows or hogs, I had to add that it was a joke.A barn dance is about as safe as a social can be. You're in the arms of a different fella every 30 seconds. Even still, I pulled Diane aside, "You get everything pretty in your room, honey, the other girls ready to slip away for a soda, just in case." It doesn't hurt to be prepared, even if you're not that kind of girl. She didn't see it my way, but knew I was trying to be helpful.On Monday, "Kept those knees together, honey?" Rosies can ask."Alice Jean, you're just awful!" cuffing me like I was a single girl myself. "And even if I loved him, while do-si-doing?"Several weeks passed and Chester needed a shove "There's another barn dance and Diane's been rehearsing her Whoo Hoos," I prodded. Hardly Hollywood script, but this wasn't Bogart and Bergman.Diane followed my pointers a little better, making Chester wrap her breast in the swings. He didn't pull her into him as a smoothie might, she reported, so she turned sideways to help. Smart chick, I told her. Walking out to the street, she'd taken his arm.She shared his cigarette like I told her ("Pop it out of his mouth, take a deep drag and tease him with it when you put it back in."), but didn't ditch her girdle, my other suggestion. At least she was getting a little more modern. (Shoot. If I'd have worn my girdle to see the Bay lights, I'd probably not be married.)But still no follow-up from Chester, just a "Had us a really nice time."Why was Chester so chicken? Being a Baptist? Full church nursery, so those folks know how. Okie babies have Okie daddies, so it wasn't where he was from. Warner said lots of Okie babies are due to Route 66, but still thought Chester's problem was just shyness.*****"Chester?" interrupting his small-talk about union scale while we were hauling gas cylinders. "Diane a good dancer?""She's swell. Better'n me and she just started.""Ever get, you know, those little romantic thoughts?""About her? Well sure, but not for real. I'm not her type."I pursued, "Why not?""Oh, you know, she's real pretty.""That's a reason?""Well, I mean, I'm not maybe that experienced with girls. I can josh with you 'cause you're married, but, you know...""You ever made a little whoopee?" Chiefs ask what's on their mind."Not exactly. I'm sort of slow on the draw, maybe."You've done it exactly or you've never done it at all. Heavens to Betsy! Me plus two virgins plus Warner, who I didn't want to ask outright.ASSISTANT CREW CHIEFAs I mentioned earlier, there was no payoff to me for finding Warner a lady-friend. I tried to help, but not like I was thinking of Chester as a project. Warner called me his "bossy sister" when I tipped him off about the knockout receptionist in Security. He looked her over, but she was already taken, he decided.No wonder Warner and Chester are single!I told Warner that I'd check with Casting. (Get it? We had a foundry at Kaiser, but I meant "casting" like for a play.) I could always swing a joke about plays with Warner because he and I were both in the Kaiser Players. Just bit parts, but fun. It's so strange: put a guy on stage and he assumes a new personality: Warner the butler, Warner the shopkeeper, Warner the guard. I'd usually get a role involving a great costume. We'd do each other's makeup, usually. And, shoot, if it's a tight costume, you ask whoever's handy to help you into it. Stan wasn't much into theater, so I told him it was pretty much like Shakespeare and he went out with his mates instead.How many companies provide their workers a stage with actual curtains? I mean, we welded the superstructure, but it was on company time."What's your score on that audition?" I'd ask when a bleached bombshell from Inventory sauntered by where we were securing gun mounts. "You wear coveralls, I wear a skirt," her ass more or less advertised, but I didn't take it personally. "Shoot, bud," I told Warner. "If I let on that some crane-man was a good looker, you wouldn't be telling Stanley, would you?""And get my nose smashed for my effort?" he agreed."'Course a friendly girl wouldn't need to look as far as the cranes. That's why I never talk work at home," I assured, brushing back my partner's wayward lick of hair. "No sense getting Stan all agitated about somebody on my crew." But he missed my thought.Warner lived on the same bus line, Number 14. If it were raining at quitting time and I forgot my umbrella, we could dash for the 14 under his. He didn't mind me clutching his arm to jump a puddle. Such a "gallient", my French word to sound better, though I'd expect a Frenchy to have less of a pot belly. I'd hold on afterwards if I didn't see Stan or any of the guys from my husband's crew.Jointly securing deck-plate, Warner could usually see some underwear under my coveralls, particularly if the second button came undone. I liked watching him struggle. At least he didn't try the old "Alice Jean, help me move this angle iron" lure. If I caught him eyeballing too much, my "Need some air down there," got us both off the hook. Needed some air further down, too, but didn't tell him.Warner could now and then at least have made a pass! Just for fun, me being a girl and all. Probably best where nobody else could see -- maybe where Provisioning stocks the kapok life vests. Wanda in Inventory has the key. Rosies pretty much run this place, actually."Hey Warner? You ever do Shakespeare?""Merchant of Venice. I was the Jew.""Romeo and Juliet? We could practice lines while we worked, even. Don't move, OK. I'm coming up the ladder behind you. Squish in and I'll slip right over your back." The more it's public, the less anybody sees.But he never figured it out, ole' pal-o-mine Warner.Nothing wrong with Stan on the home front, but our shifts usually didn't even agree.*****But back to the rest of the crew. "Hey, Warner?" pulling him aside him at pee break. They just do it over the side if I'm not looking, but with me the chief, he was heading toward the head. "I need some advice. Crew chief type help, crew chief and next crew chief type, you know."He was listening. Maybe I was pregnant.I started right in. "Chester and Diane. You think they'd have fun together?" Warner looked surprised, but hearing no objection from him, I continued. "Something for us to think about, anyway." Still no reaction. "So here's my plan, just for kicks. We'll stage it so they'll get romantic."Warner's switch clicked. "I though you were already, that dance stuff.""Died in Scene 2." I looked around. "I mean where they'll get real romantic, if you get the gist."Warner looked around, too. "Real romantic?""Maybe more than spooning. Get them to hoochie coochie," bumping my hip against my partner's."Well it's not my business, but how you'd do that?" he wondered."That's what we're planning. If it takes two to do the act, maybe it takes two more to set the scene. An actress and an actor like us Kaiser Players.""To do what act?" Men are so literal, and here he missed it!"Get them thinking that they better get married. They'd be as happy as turtledoves, rent a little bungalow""We can't do that!" Warner looked perplexed, but only till I goosed him and made him jump."Actress part," I grinned in explanation. "But Stan's not into drama like you and me," strategically bending over to move his welding rod. "So you got cast in sort of Stan's role, except we were in his car."I kept fiddling with the rod as long as Warner had the balls to enjoy it.USS GEORGE D. PRENTICEKaiser's slipping one Liberty Ship per day meant that no deck on the USS George D. Prentice stayed the same for long. If we wanted use of the George D's quarters, we hadn't much more than a day between when Cleanup swept out the grime and Outfitting bolted down the mirrors, even while George D's deployment crew was getting off the train at Oakland Station.Diane and Chester should have been suspicious of the work order. Welding Crew #138 to the George D. Prentice for "strut stabilization". Fanny in Scheduling had freed us from traceability that day. We'd reappear in one of Kaiser's 27-shipways tomorrow. Rosies help Rosies."Don't explain much, if anybody asks," I directed my three. "We're fixing a screw-up that Contracting doesn't want public. Stuff's there."Transport ran us out to the moored George D. "Pick up at shift," I requested. We made our way up the gangway and into the corridors of the almost-ready-to-sail transport."Well hell's bells!" I bellowed, peering behind the radio room firewall. "Someone got to it, did our job.""You're kidding," exclaimed Warner on cue. "Went and did it for us! Fat City! Stuck out here till shift change." He paused for effect. "And guess what's in my pocket?""Oh no we don't, mister," my crew chief role, relieving him of his flask which I thoughtfully hefted. "Well there's just a swig apiece, not enough to make any difference if we're killing time."I'd put up with no drinking, even for the little charade I'd planned, but was hoping that Diane and Chester's intoxication would exceed anything spirit-produced. It's just good to always have the fallback, "It must have been the booze.""We can be the Admirals," I ruled, exploring the superstructure and ending up in the captain's quarters. "Let's kick off our boots, though, so we don't track around." None us liked our steel toes. "Socks too," as if it were an afterthought. "And ditch these damn hardhats."We speculated where the captain might want to hide his inflatable companion, me mentioning the possibility with a little wiggle.Then I looked at Warner, our ad-lib thespian talent primed. The Kaiser Players, stage center!"Hey, you two?" to Diane and Chester. "Mind waiting while Warner and me go next door?" to their quizzical looks. "Chester? Diane was wondering if that Air Corps ball team's got enough pitchers?""We got time," brightened Chester before Diane could correct."Got some old business to attend to," added Warner, taking my arm. The two of us exited and noisily entered the adjoining cabin, loudly snapping the lock from the inside."Don't worry, Alice Jean. We got a steel wall between," loudly assured Warner about the thin-gage partition. In a downtown theater, the set designers would make a wall at center stage, but so the audience sees both sides. It's tricky.I waltzed Warner to the center of the first mate's domain, Warner's back to the wall shared with the captain. Holes drilled in the partition squared where a mirror would hang. Maybe a mirror on both sides, I decided -- bolt, mirror, wall, mirror, nut. Stage design's more tricky.I stood facing Warner and the drill holes. And now our lines."Oh, Warner," I stage-whispered. "Nobody must ever know.""Alone at last," he declared, a bit stiffly, but acting takes warm-up, just like baseball.Not to my surprise, one, then another, of the drill holes darkened, an eyeball to the far side."Just one last time," in the breathy voice I'd been working on in college. "I may never see you again," added for somber measure. My leading man was quick enough to catch the cue. Maybe he was being sent to a secret project for the War effort.Of course the scene called for a kiss. I'd known that from the start, but hadn't explained as much to Warner. He deduced my direction, though, when I tilted my head sidewise and puckered.Actually, he was pretty good at it. For acting, of course. Maybe he once had a steady, I wondered."Just one more," he winked, as they couldn't see his face.Why not? The other two weren't going to fall for just a stolen peck. This time he pulled me to him, too abruptly for a romantic comedy, but surely convincing from over his shoulder. I'd no idea that he kissed so wonderfully, actually."Mmmmm!" for that special effect."Alice Jean," he broke away. "You're precious to me," making as to put his hand on my heart. He'd not, of course, but they'd think so."I'll miss you so," I stalled, wondering if Diane and Chester had perhaps taken hands."I want you," he confessed most convincingly and then, to my surprise, fingered my coverall top button."No, don't," I reproached. This just needs to be suggestive, I wanted to whisper."Remember when Stan had the month of night shifts, Alice Jean? Those tub baths?" For on-the-fly dialog, he was pretty good."How 'bout in the back seat of Bus 14. us missing our stops?" I could pen a few lines, myself, but didn't get any more delivered because he was opening my coverall top.No way, Buster Brown! I'd still a hand on each of his shoulders to hold him in a view-blocking position.I didn't mind so much about my coveralls, but I hoped it might look like only a touch, not a fondle. In fact, he was acting as if it were a regular thing with me. In welding, you reach across your partner all the time, so it wasn't that he'd not felt me before, but in welding, you're reaching past your partner."You know I love 'em," he winked again, flipping open my buttons, one after another, me wordless. "Remember that old davenport in 'Charlie's Aunt' they parked behind the set for Scene 3. What'd we have? Maybe four minutes till your entry?" What a fibber!"Remember in the lifeboat, there under the canvas, when the War Department inspector walked by?" me trying to regain the spotlight."Shoot!" came back Warner. "He could see you wiggling, but they told him the chick's the best welder we got." He was going for the laugh, but I saw it as a compliment.It wasn't even as if I really cared about the others seeing my bra, but I'd have wanted it to be only in passing. It didn't matter as much, Warner seeing it, as he saw it accidentally every day. This was too impromptu, however.I thought it time to end our performance, but he closed to kiss again, this one long and deep. Playing the part of the maiden was so engrossing that I scarcely felt him reach around to unhook me. I knew it, I guess, but I just thought it was for pretend.I was surprised, though, when he lifted my bra free, my nipples hard from the drama. Diane would be thinking that I was this way because of the temperature. I didn't think Warner had seen my nipples before, though they said that some of the guys in Carpentry had made this place to spy on the Ladies Dressing Room. At least with Warner's paws over me, I was a little covered. In the Ladies Dressing room, we'd spend extra time reaching behind our heads to fix our hair, but with our bras still on.I wondered if Chester had slipped his hand onto Diane's breast. From the darkened drill holes, I knew where they stood -- close enough.I wasn't sure if I'd best pull away, exposing my chest, or let Warner shield me until we could sidestep. I opted for the latter, as indeed, he was holding me as would my Romeo. Maybe not on stage, though."Take off my top, darling," Warner suggested, and as it bought us a bit more stage time, I undid his buttons, pulled down his top down and his jersey up. He had a hairy chest, and even with his belly, looked strong as hell."Say yes, Alice Jean," he murmured, and taking the cue, I complied before he again claimed my lips.The scene was progressing further than I'd scripted. Diane and Chester would assume the worst as to where our tongues were, I realized. They couldn't see my resistance. But then, we're just doing our parts. I giggled when I lost the fencing match.Warner rotated me to provide better view of my breasts to the audience, but I wiggled back for modesty's sake.But doing the kissing convincingly, I couldn't stop Warner from dropping my coveralls, leaving nothing above my knees but a lifted bra and white panties. (I wouldn't want it to appear that I'd dressed up; nobody wears girdles under coveralls.) I pictured Diane on the other side, no girdle to keep her from sensing Chester's hesitant admission.As tripping would ruin our hoped-for effect, I stepped out of my cuffs.My costuming lost even my covering-nothing bra with another tug. Warner was now grinning far in excess of what the passionate lover in our play should do, but our audience couldn't see his mouth.My face they could watch, appropriately overwhelmed for the scripted role, though in the script, my demeanor would be more illusional. Playing your part in just panties doesn't leave much to illusion.I pictured Diane on the other side, likewise bare breasted, her coveralls falling to the floor."Let's love like we did on the anchor winch." Warner's acting like he was the chief was a little too much!"But..."And with that he pulled off his trousers and shorts, exposing a surprisingly realistic erection. A surprisingly big one, compared to Stan's, anyway. Squeezing down crawlspaces with our tools and everything, sure, I'd slid over Warner's crotch a few times, but never long enough to make it do anything. If he'd groped me, I'd have given him a what-for after we'd gotten to a place we could talk."No, Warner," I protested, making sure he remained faced away from the voyeurs. Showing them his backside wasn't proper, but his front was worse. We couldn't have them knowing how erectly he was enacting the man's part. In drama, we'd say, "really up for his role", but it's more figurative.It was harder for him, I realized, having to play his character buck naked, than for me, retaining at least my panties.But so much for that advantage. "Oh, darling," was his brief ad lib after pulling them off. We girls sort of knew that some carpenters might be watching in the Ladies Dressing Room, but having your welding partner stare down there is more personal.But at least he'd shifted his hips nicely to block the drill hole view. My naked-top part wasn't OK, absolutely not, but my naked bottom might be almost lewd. Especially when his penis keeps brushing against my hair. (Did I mention that it was a large one?) If I hadn't steadied it, I fear it would have flopped to the side and the others might have seen.What if somebody besides Diane and Chester should be peeking? Thank God I'd called for pick-up at the end of the day! Since I'd gotten married, nobody but Stan had made it this far, but with Stan, it was sort of his right. Some might say responsibility, even.With a swoop, Warner was on his knees, feigning to caress my breasts, his cheek suggesting interest in even lower. Just as I couldn't help seeing Warner's ready erection, he couldn't help noting where my legs meet. Everybody's meet somewhere, I justified. Besides, he probably grew up with a sister or two. Even still, he did a super job at acting interested.To minimize the drill-hole view of my pubic region, I too drooped to my knees."Our final time," he grandly remorsed, folding his knees in front and pulling me forward onto his lap. Given our orientation to the wall, I had little alternative but to scoot as bidden. At least with our privates concealed, we could deceive. If ever I had to explain the sham to Diane, she'd know I'd done nothing for real, a married woman, their chief.But when Warner pulled me downward, his penis wasn't turned away and he'd not realized his mistake! But then I shouldn't be critical; he must have been working like the devil to keep it looking like it wanted to do something."But Warner..." I protested, but against the smother of his kiss, I wasn't loud enough for him to hear.I guess he didn't realize the alignment until he felt me slip around him. For me, anyway, I wasn't sure until I felt him inside. Wow!I'd descended a bit further, I judged, than required for dramatic suggestion. My being a bit more slippery than foreseen may have been part of the problem as well. And somehow we'd started a bit faster than a director might want for a well-paced scene."We shouldn't..." more loudly. I suspected that I was a little too much into the enactment to be directing. Anyway, he was already all the way."..be doing this during working hours," he stole the punch of the cheap one-liner."But this isn't the way..." I argued, picturing Stan's repertoire, me flat on my back or frontwards over the side of the mattress. I smoke Luckies too, but not during sex."Sure is!" Warner bounced me, making my trying to get off look like trying to get on. Maybe they'll think we've not actually connected, just doing it on the outside, I hoped. I resented how unwieldy my breasts must look to our observers.It was getting too confusing, the acting and the not acting, knowing when to bounce for stage effect, when to bounce for my own effect.His grunts and grimace were classic enough for a real climax. Maybe his flush wasn't necessary (the others just seeing the back of his head), but an actor appreciates the other's intensity, something to play against. Every starlet needs a supporting performer.As the drill holes saw my face straight on, I had no option but to perform my best dramatic crescendo. It wasn't hard, as in a proximate sense, he was rubbing realistically. Actually, I just let the mood define things. Did they know I'm this good an actress? The audience had liked me in comedies, especially ones by Thornton Wilder, but I'd never done an orgasm with the Kaiser Players.Acting can be as lovely as reality. More so, sometimes. Give the mental part your full and the rest of you follows.And in our romantic scene, Warner and I naked together, every line was better than the one before! A playwright, of course, doesn't script romance as distinct dialog. Rather, he relies on the performers' art in the non-articulate. I forget which I expressions chose, but I doesn't matter because they change with performances.Wow, oh wow! I just wished they hung that mirror so I could have watched myself.As we caught our breaths (acting takes as much work as real life), I noted the non-prop semen dripping from me. Looked like soldering flux. The others couldn't see the proof, but surely sensed that Warner had done a superb job opposite me."Good job, Alice Jean. I hope we finally made that baby." I couldn't believe he'd invent such a line!I couldn't believe how off-track had wandered my script for this half of the wall.Looking to the wall, I caught the drill holes change from dark to light, and not a minute later came sounds from the captain's side. Passionate sounds, the same as we'd delivered. Warner and I had played our roles convincingly. My heartbeat told me that, even without the sounds.Plays can get good reviews even when the cast muffs some of the script. Critics like spontaneity.I wanted to use a drill hole myself, but decided that it was different. Diane, being a virgin, wouldn't be nearly so professional, though in a salary sense, we in Kaiser Players were technically still amateurs.I gave my co-star a kiss (not play-acted since nobody was watching), and leaned back, my heels still round his hips. As the first mate's deck was cold, I used my coveralls to make my pillow and his coveralls our floor-covering.And somehow in the leaning back, in the pillow placement, in Warner climbing on board, we'd rotated 90, so that our sides, not his back, faced the wall. Diane and Chester wouldn't be checking for a while, but when they did the eyeball, we'd be better blocked. "Stage-positioned for viewable presentation" -- I studied acting in college.As nice as Warner is as a guy, his hairy butt shouldn't be bouncing like a basketball between the audience and me.I wasn't pleased about the semen, but don't cry over spilt milk.I kept my eye on the drill holes, ready to encore. After all, Welding Crew #138 had the rest of the afternoon.And you never know! After this war's done, there might be movie opportunities opening up. Maybe in the little studios in the Tenderloin District? The ones where I wouldn't have to give up my welding job.*****Sure enough, our one act did the trick for Diane and Chester. (Get it? One-act play and the you-know-what act.) Wedding on an anchored transport newly outfitted to Win the War. Bride, groom, best man and matron of honor -- Welding Crew #138. The other crews stood with torches raised, aisle alit with flames of blue.I told Warner he had to give the bride a real kiss, even if he had to sneak it in the galley. I guess he did, because she came out giggly, redoing her little pearl buttons and winked at me, Rosie to Rosie.And Warner did leave Kaiser. He couldn't say where, but where he was heading they said he'd never know what he was fabricating. He did know that they'd checked his gas tungsten credential, what they'd want for magnesium, stainless and aluminium. Welding Crew #138: Alice Jean Crowder, chief, Chester Estes, Diane Estes and one new hire -- Kaiser Shipyard's best burners.A great thing about Kaiser, of course, is that they we have our own hospital. Diane was in the bed next to mine, girls born not a day off from nine months after the USS George D. Prentice. Mine's as cute as a kitten and has that wayward lick of hair. Stan never would have noticed Warner's because Kaiser makes welders wear hardhats.Diane and I both wanted to name ours Rosie, so she and Chester settled on Rosemary and I opted for Rosalyn.ENDENDNOTESAt its peak, the Kaiser Richmond workforce was 27 percent female. And for these broads to make warships, Kaiser had to turn a profit. Accounting looked at our Rosies, the cost of maternity wards and the lost productivity and made its recommendation to Employee Benefits. In providing birth control to married and single, Kaiser Permanente was on its way to becoming America's most successful HMO.And having briefly mentioned America's second favorite pastime in the story, did you know about the All-American Girls' Baseball League started in 1943? The Rockford Peaches, Kalamazoo Lassies and Grand Rapids Chicks kept the Midwest buying hot dogs. Rivet gun, welding torch, catcher's mitt -- Rosies doing their part. Mayonnaise on that, sir?Next time you're in the Bay area, visit the Rosie the Riveter World War II Home Front National Historical Park in Richmond. And tip your hardhat, Jennifer.HOLLY ON THE WEBWherever you found this story on the web, thank you to the server. My problem is that I've no systematic way to update the various servers. As literary errors (or just poor word usages) are made known to me, I'll repair that which is salvageable on /~Holly_Rennick/. My website's not much graphically, I admit, but HTML isn't my native language.You can contact me via the site's message form, that HTML code by the smart people at ASSTR.I won't be changing the story significantly, so if you didn't like it before, that much will remain the same. But if you did like it, an update may read a bit more cleanly. Holly~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 29 |
Subsets and Splits