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whipped.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/77/whipped.txt | "You're kidding!" said Madison.Vanessa laughed. "No, I'm absolutely telling the truth," she said."You've been a conniving, controlling bitch since I first met you, but it's hard to believe you pulled this off," said Madison."But I did," said Vanessa. Madison knew Vanessa took her insults as compliments. "You've seen him.""Yes, and I know he's totally focused on pleasing you, but what you're saying goes beyond belief," said Madison. "Since you know that there's no way we can check, you can say whatever you want.""What if I proved it to you?" said Vanessa."How could you ever do that?" said Madison."Well, I've been thinking about making some home videos of us, just for me to watch," said Vanessa. "I don't want Logan to know, so I'm slowly working on getting more lighting into our bedroom and figuring out where I can hide some high-definition video cameras to shoot us from different angles.""Why wouldn't you tell him?" asked Madison."Because as I just told you, I don't tell him anything he doesn't need to know," said Vanessa. "He's happy the way things are, and I'm ecstatic. It probably wouldn't make much difference, but why take chances?""What if I were to tell him what you just told me about how you control him?" said Madison."I'd be very angry with you, and I'd have to take revenge," said Vanessa. "But even though it would muddy the waters, I don't think it would take long to fix any problems you could cause. Think of Logan as a huskie who's part of a sled team. He's not the lead dog. He's back in the pack. Right in front of him is a female dog. All he can see in front of him is her pussy and asshole. That is his whole life.""You really have a way with words," said Madison. "I know you want me to share this with Alexis, Ashely and Lauren, because you want to rub it in. You think because we've been unlucky in love, we're not as smart as you. Tell me one thing, Vanessa, do you even love Logan?""Of course, I love him," said Vanessa. "That has nothing to do with anything. Or maybe it's because I love him that I've found a way to make sure he keeps his priorities straight. It doesn't hurt him to worship me. I don't mistreat him. Anyway, you can tell them whatever you want. I've got to go now.""Well, I'm getting together with Ashley and Lauren for lunch tomorrow," said Madison, "and I'll pass on what you told me, but I don't expect them to believe you either.""We'll see about that," said Vanessa. "Bye." As she walked out of the restaurant, Madison saw that she was angry. She knew it wasn't because of the nasty insults Madison and her other friends threw at her. She reveled in them, because she thought it showed how jealous they were of her. But Madison questioning her bragging had insulted her.***The next day, Ashley and Lauren were astonished."It's hard to believe that she can put that kind of a spell on him," Ashley said."It's like he's literally pussy whipped," said Lauren."She said that once she found out he had a tremendous sex drive, it was easy to channel it and bend it to her wishes," said Madison. "I still don't understand how, but I bet she'd love to tell us, because it would give her another chance to be condescending.""I don't care if it makes her even harder to live with," said Ashley. "I want to find out. And I'll bet Alexis does, too.""Count me in," said Madison."Me, too," said Lauren.***"Where is he now?" asked Alexis after they placed their order."In front of the TV watching the Sunday football games," said Vanessa."He's all man, with testosterone in abundance.""Then how did you whip him?" asked Lauren."It's all a matter of goals, plans and persistence," said Vanessa. "If you girls would only apply yourselves, you could have things your way, just like I do. But if you don't know what you want, you'll never get it."I wanted a masculine husband, but I wanted to be head of the household. I wanted a man who treated me like a woman, but also did everything I wanted all the time, including when we had sex. Once I realized what my priorities were, it was just a matter of making my plan and then working it until I reached my goal. Sure there were some obstacles along the way, but I found a way to overcome them, and you can, too.""OK," said Madison. "Stop talking generalities and get down to specifics. What did you do and how did you do it?""It started even before we were engaged," said Vanessa. "As soon as we hooked up, I found out that Logan was insatiable. He was bright and outgoing and ambitious, but there was always one thing foremost on his mind."At first, it was just fun to find different ways to respond to him every time he suggested we drop everything and get on the job, but once I decided he was the one, I realized that while I enjoyed making love with him, my desire was no match for his, and that could mean conflict if we were married, because, as you know, I like to have my way."So I started thinking about what to do, and the answer quickly became apparent. When it came to sex, he was like a dog in heat, so he needed to be trained like a dog."My first goal was to get engaged and married, so to begin with, I gave in to him whenever I possibly could, even though it was sometimes inconvenient. But I went beyond that. I worked at suggesting sex even before he did, and believe me that was hard. I tried to introduce new twists and turns and techniques that he had never thought of, which was also hard. When there was something I just wouldn't do -- like anal -- I promised it to him after we were married. I did everything I could to convince him that I was as eager for 24-hour sex as he was."Once we were married, I kept this up on our honeymoon and a few months after that, but I began to taper off very gradually, so slowly that he didn't notice. I kept track of the number of times we had sex each week -- would you believe at first we did it at least twice every night -- and reduced the number by one every three weeks."My first big challenge was anal. He kept reminding me of my promise, and I knew that it was a promise I was never going to keep. I started by telling him it was a big step for me and something that I felt would both hurt and be demeaning to me, and it would take time until I could handle it. That worked as long as it needed to. Once he was under my thumb, I found a way to transfer his desire for anal."I began talking to him about my ass and how I thought it was ugly and fat and hateful. I encouraged him to compliment it in different ways and tell me how much he desired it. Eventually, I got him to think of my ass as the Holy Grail, which he still does. He has fixated on it as the most desired object on Earth, and an important part of our foreplay is his adoration of my ass."Each time we make love, he caresses my ass, then he massages it, then he spreads my cheeks apart and worships up and down my crack with his tongue. Then he stimulates my anus with his tongue. Not every time, but often, I will push out as if I'm going to the toilet and allow his tongue inside it. He will push his tongue in with his face until he's almost buried inside my butt."At first, I would clean out with an enema before I let him do this, but gradually, I stopped, and he doesn't seem to mind. Sometimes I tighten myself inside and play with his tongue, grabbing it and squeezing it a few times. He loves this."When we're in the 69 position, sometimes I move back on his face and pull my cheeks apart. Now he knows this is his signal to stick his tongue in my ass as deep as he can and start wiggling it. Meanwhile, I'm using my fingers in front of me. As I come, my ass spasms around his tongue, and it gets him so excited that I just need to pump his penis a few times with my fist and he's coming."Of course, he thinks all this is a prelude to my really offering my ass to him, which I'm never going to do. I know if I gave in even once, he would need it from then on, so I can't let that happen. He doesn't know that I'll be getting ready for anal but never doing it for the rest of his life."He doesn't need it anyway, although he doesn't realize it. I've trained him to come in all kinds of ways, depending on whether I'm in the mood or not and whether I'm in a hurry or not. As I slowly reduced having sex to less than once a day and then to mostly twice a week, I introduced him to the excitement of anticipation and also to immense gratitude for every time he has an orgasm."I constantly mix things up. For instance, I've found that his prostrate is extremely sensitive. If I want to finish quick, all I have to do is stick a finger or two in his rear while we're at it, and as soon as I find the button and start pressing it, he's done in less than a minute. This is great when I have other things to do. But sometimes, I'll do this even when I'm not in a hurry, and right after he comes, I'll start again immediately."He's forgotten that we did it twice every night when we were first married. Now he's so grateful for a second time in one night that he's in heaven. After one of those nights, I can ask him for anything I want, and he'll give it to me."Also, I've gotten him to bring himself off while I watch. Even though he gives me oral in my ass and vagina each time we make love, I've gradually stopped giving him head. I never really enjoyed it, and even though he's conscientious and considerate about never coming while he's in my mouth, just the thought that it might happen bothers me a little, so I thought, why take the chance?"First I came up with some creative ways to manipulate his penis and his testicles to arouse him and give him a big orgasm. Then, for fun, I taught him the techniques that he responded to best and had him do them to himself while I watched. At first, he didn't enjoy it, but when I kept telling him how exciting it was to watch him, he got excited by my excitement, and now he's willing to do himself whenever I ask him to, although I can tell he's not totally happy with this substitute for the real thing."And I guess that's been my greatest satisfaction that I've managed to control him so thoroughly that even though he's disappointed most of the time, he's content to follow my instructions. Deep down, he hasn't really changed. For instance, I know he still wants anal in the worst way. But he's now a Pavlov's dog. When I tinkle the bell, he's ready to do whatever I want."What's maybe most amazing is that I've got him to even go beyond eating out my asshole and bringing himself off while I watch. One night, when I was in a hurry, I had two fingers inside him searching for his prostrate. After I found it and he quickly came, I started thinking about whether I could fit three fingers in."I looked on the Internet and discovered the world of women fisting men. When I saw the videos, I got turned on and wanted to try it on Logan, but when I tried sticking three fingers in the next night, he got upset. He told me that it hurt and made him feel disgusted. My first reaction was to use his words against him. I told him that now he had an idea why it was taking me so long to get to get ready for anal. But suddenly I stopped myself because a chill went through my body."I thought I had conquered all the mountains when it came to Logan, but here was a real Mt. Everest for me. What I had done up to now was child's play in comparison. I had just channeled his strong sex drive into outlets that were more satisfying for me. But I had now found something that totally turned him off. Could I come up with a plan and execute it? Could I ever get him to let me fist his ass?"I figured out my strategy. First, I would gradually increase our sessions again. I went all the way back to five times a week, and I concentrated on lots of variety and making the sessions last longer. Each session ended with my fingers in his ass, pressing his button to bring him off. For a while, I stuck to two fingers. Then when I stuck them in, I pulled them apart and stretched his hole a little as I was working them inside."After a few times of doing this, I added the third finger and he didn't say anything, probably because of the stretching. Then I began to stretch him with three fingers until got used to that and didn't react when the fourth finger went in."Now I began telling him how exciting it was to have four fingers inside him while he was inside me, and I began using lots of lubricant. I was always careful to introduce the fingers slowly in our sessions and as gently as I could. When I tucked my thumb in and curled the other fingers over the thumb, he didn't know the difference until I told him, and he was amazed that I was able to insert all five fingers."I kept using his desire for anal to help with this, asking him how full it felt, did it hurt, did he think I could take his penis like he was taking my fingers. He began trying to prove to me how it wasn't any problem. If I relaxed like he was relaxing, I could easily do it. Of course, I saw that it did hurt him, especially once I began pushing past the second knuckle, and I could see him holding back his tears. That got me even more excited."Finally, one night when there was lots of lube inside him and the fingers were going in and out smoothly to the second knuckle, I began pressing. He immediately asked me to stop, but I pretended I didn't hear him and kept pressing. He began yelling and moving away from me, but my arm followed him and when he got as far as the headboard and couldn't go any further, the momentum from my moving arm pushed my whole hand into him. He screamed and began breathing really fast."I wanted to yell out in triumph, but instead, I began soothing him, telling him that this is probably what it would feel like to me the first time his penis was in my ass, that he should breathe deeply and relax, that the sight of my hand going into him was incredibly exciting and as soon as I was able to get it out, I was going to wild on him. I kept talking and soothing him until he finally calmed down. Then I carefully removed my hand. Even though he was still in pain, after I threw everything I had at him, including a blow job -- no swallowing, of course -- he was fine."After I took his virginity, I went back to using the same training techniques as before to gradually add fisting to our repertoire in bed. He still hates it, and it's still painful for him, so I don't overdo it. But he knows at least once a month he can expect me to invade his ass. I've even got to the point where he lets me milk him while I fist him."With my hand inside him, I finger his prostrate while the other hand is squeezing the penis tightly. It's painful for him as I pump it up and down, but I can actually force the come out of him without him having an orgasm. It's exhilarating, because I'm in complete control. I can finish him without him even knowing it or getting any pleasure from the process."Compared to the fisting and the milking, it was easy to teach him to give himself a facial and to blow himself because while that was degrading, it wasn't painful.""Wait," said Madison, interrupting for the first time. "You did what?""It's not that difficult," said Vanessa, "especially when the guy's in good shape. You know Logan works out all the time and has a great body, so I trained it to get in the right position. It actually started with me getting in that position. I found out about the Viennese Oyster and practiced until I could do it."It's where the woman lifts her legs back and locks her feet behind her head and then puts her arms down over her legs and pulls back and down so her ass is lifted into the air and her vagina and is spread wide. It makes it easier for the man to get deep penetration, and if you're like me, that feels really good. Seeing me like that really gets Logan going, too."The first night I demonstrated the position, he went nuts. I think it might have been because the woman's ass is also opened up in the position. Without prompting, he began worshiping my ass, and I think he might have thought that I was telling him it was open for him to take it. But after he ate me out in both places, I directed his penis to the vagina, and we both enjoyed it."I started using the position more often, and one night, I joked with him about whether he could do it. He tried it right away, but he couldn't get his legs back far enough. I told him if he ever managed to do it, I'd give him a real surprise. He must have practiced during his floor exercise routine at the gym, because a couple of weeks later he made a big production out of showing me he could do it."I praised him for his flexibility and told him I was excited about trying something I'd seen on the Internet. So while he was in that position, I began working on him with my mouth, which really got him going, and then when he was close to coming, I switched to one hand. He was disappointed, but he's used to disappointment now. While I pumped, I tried to aim his penis, and when I thought it was pointed in the right position, I dipped two fingers of my other hand into some lube and inserted them into his anus. It took me a few seconds to find his button, and then he really came. It spurted out so hard that with the help of my aiming him up and in the right direction, some of it got as far as his chin."From that night on, I began using my techniques to get his legs further and further back, so his penis was pushed closer and closer to his mouth. First, I got him to let me aim him like a hose and paint his entire face with his thick white come. Then I got him to open his mouth so I could squirt him in there, too."But the crown jewel was when he was able to bring his legs so far back that he could stick his penis right in his mouth. At first, he wouldn't suck it, but I was patient and used everything I learned, until one day he agreed to suck while I pumped him until he came so hard into his mouth that the stuff spurted out of his nose."The final obstacle was to get him to pump himself while he was sucking, and we just passed that one last month. I consider Logan my work of art. Like the great masters, I created something beautiful, the perfect husband for me. It took talent and hard work, but now that it's done, it gives me endless satisfaction."Vanessa stopped speaking and beamed at her friends, whose mouths were hanging open in awe."What about Logan?" said Alexis. "You say he's so smart and successful.Are you sure he can't see through your manipulation.""On one level, I think he knows what I've done," said Vanessa. "I'm sure there are times that he thinks, what am I doing and how did I get here? But you have to understand that when the brain inside the pants wakes up, the brain inside the head goes to sleep. I've just helped his sex drive rule him even more than before."Every day, you can read and hear on TV about how a politician or a businessman or an actor destroyed his family and ruined his life because the brain in the pants took over. You know yourself how it's happened to your boyfriends and ended relationships. The only difference is that you chose to be the victim of this drive while I chose to master it.""You are so smug, Vanessa," said Ashley. "It really makes me want to tell Logan or maybe seduce him just to make you realize that you don't have total control."As usual, Vanessa was overjoyed to hear this and similar remarks. They were jealous, and their jealousy just reinforced her feeling of superiority. She felt tender and benevolent toward them when they insulted her, like she was their guru and they were her disciples.***The next time the four single friends got together without Vanessa, there was only one topic of conversation."I love Vanessa, and I know she doesn't mean any harm to anyone," said Lauren, "but I can't help thinking what she's doing to Logan is pure evil.""Why?" said Madison. "She's happy. He's happy. As she said, he's smart enough to understand what she's doing, but he'd rather be a sled dog.""It's her life," said Alexis, "and she's welcome to it. I'm not envious about Logan. I wouldn't want a man like that. Being in that kind of a relationship would totally turn me off. What gets me is that she's so condescending about it.""Yes," said Ashley. "I'd love to wipe that self-satisfied, superior expression off her face.""So would I," said Madison. The others agreed, but that was as far as it went until Vanessa invited them over for lunch while Logan was out of town on a business trip. After the chicken salad and carrot cake, Vanessa looked at them as if she was about to burst."Come into my office," she said and led the way. She sat down at her computer in front of her large monitor and they gathered behind her. With a couple of clicks, she started a video. It lasted 30 minutes. Then she started another one. It also lasted 30 minutes. She didn't say a word, and neither did her friends until the second video finished."Have you seen enough?" she asked."That was the same thing twice," said Madison."That's right," said Vanessa. "I hid five different cameras and took the same action from different angles. I didn't show you the one with the extreme close-ups. You can even see our pores and every hair around my ass in high definition.""No thanks," said Alexis. "I've seen enough." She walked out of the room, and the others followed her like zombies. There wasn't much more talk before they all said goodbye and left. As they were walking to their cars, Madison said, "We need to have lunch on Friday? Is everybody free?" They all nodded without saying a word.***"I lied," said Alexis on Friday. "I want to see the other videos and especially the extreme close-ups. On the video, all those things looked even worse than what she described. He really was like a trained dog, eager to do every disgusting thing she asked him to do. Why am I so angry about that?""Because she was throwing it in our faces," said Madison. "She was almost jumping with glee when we left. Now she's going to be even more insufferable.""Right now, I feel I would do anything to get her off her high horse," said Ashley."Yes," said Lauren. "What I was thinking is we should do what she tells us to do.""What?" shouted the other three in unison."You heard me," said Lauren. "We need to find our impossible dream and then make a plan and work that plan to achieve it, no matter what obstacles are in our way. I'm thinking the impossible dream would be for us to give Vanessa a little injection of humility."There was silence at the table for a moment, and then Madison raised her glass of wine high. "I want to propose a toast to genius," she said, "and especially the genius sitting right here with us. Here's to Lauren." Four glasses clinked together across the table.***The four schemed for months before coming up with their plan. The most fun was planning the finale. The hardest was figuring out how to get to Logan. With what they had seen and what Vanessa had told them, they figured if there was any way they could knock him out of the pattern he was locked into, they might be able to use his sex drive to take him where they wanted to go. But overcoming his inertia and getting him moving was going to require something special besides just deviousness.It was Lauren who finally had an idea that they agreed to try. "Let's let Vanessa help us," she said at one of their planning sessions. "Let's try to remember all the things she told us. For instance, several times, she said Logan still badly wants anal, remember? And he also likes oral, although she hardly ever gives it to him. And remember how she makes him whack himself off, even though he's humiliated by it? And how she makes him come quickly whenever she's not in the mood or is in a hurry?"Let's write down everything we can remember of what she told us and work with it. I know there will be some information in there we can use to get Logan moving in the direction we want."And we need one more thing. Ashley, you are our computer guru. Do you think you can hack Vanessa's computer? How long would it take?""I'm sure she doesn't use a password," said Ashley. "If I had five minutes in front of it, I could install some software that she wouldn't be able to see. It would let me access her entire hard drive from my computer whenever her computer was on and connected to the Internet. I could even tell if she was working on it, so I would wait until there was no activity.""We don't want to spy on her," said Lauren. "We just need to get copies of certain videos.""If they're still on the computer, it should be a snap," said Ashley."OK," said Lauren. "Whoever is visiting Vanessa with Ashley the next time will need to use the bathroom. And a minute later, Ashley will also have an urgent need and ask if she can use the one upstairs. Before she flushes the toilet, Ashley should be able to get to Vanessa's computer for at least five minutes."***Once they got the videos, they had a party at Ashley's house, and she borrowed her company's professional projection equipment. When they were watching the close-up video and got to the part where Vanessa pulled her fist out of Logan, Lauren paused the video and got a yardstick. His gape was four feet wide on the screen.After they finished their plan, they got scared. Alexis even suggested that maybe they should drop it, because it was a lot of fun working on it, but if they actually carried it out, there could be unforeseen consequences. But after doing nothing for three weeks, all of them were upset with themselves and unanimously agreed to launch the plan as soon as they could.They had to wait impatiently, because in order to get to Logan, they had to find a moment when he wasn't in Vanessa's clutches.Two things combined to get their plan started. One was the report from Madison after a lunch with Vanessa. She told the others how upset Vanessa was about her recent birthday."Logan planned an amazing day for her," Madison said. "In the morning, he told her to get dressed casually and that they were going for a birthday drive. He drove two hours to a fabulous resort. They checked in, and she found he had secretly packed both their suitcases."After they got to their room, he told her that in half an hour she was due at the spa. There she spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon being pampered. Dinner was at a beautiful restaurant that served amazing food, and after dinner, he offered his body in whatever way she wanted."Can you believe that all through this special day, she was getting more and more upset. She told me that Logan's training wasn't complete yet if he could keep that kind of secret from her. She didn't want to be surprised by him ever again. She needed to know everything he was doing. Sure, this had been great, but next time, he might plan something she didn't like. She was disappointed that she wasn't as much in control of Logan as she thought."I asked her if she told him anything about how she felt, and she said of course not. As far as he knew, she loved his surprise, and she hadn't said anything to him about not keeping things secret from her. But when she got back from her mother's, she was going to start some more training in that direction."Vanessa's 10-day trip was the second thing that got things going. Logan couldn't get away because of work. Madison called him on Monday, the day after Vanessa left, and said she and the others needed to see him right after work. They met at a coffee shop, and they told him they were planning a surprise party for Vanessa and they needed his help. They wanted as much time from him as possible before Vanessa got back, but it had to be secret. Would he be able to help them?He told them he had a lot of work at the office and might have to be there until 7 some evenings, but after that, he was ready to do anything he could, and he also had the weekend unless there was some work he had to take home. They asked him if he could make up stories about what he was doing so Vanessa wouldn't get suspicious, and he told them that wouldn't be a problem. Then he told them how he had kept everything secret for his birthday surprise.They got him to follow them to Ashley's house, and when they were all sitting in the living room in front of the big projection screen, Madison said, "Now, Logan, prepare to be shocked. But there's a reason why we're showing these to you."As the first video started, Logan reacted with a gasp when he saw that they were showing him a porn video. But in a few seconds, he became absolutely still as he realized who the actors were. After a couple of minutes, he stood up and yelled, "Stop! Where did you get this?""Sit down, Logan," said Madison. "Take a few deep breaths. Vanessa set up hidden cameras in your bedroom one night to make these videos.""There's more than one?" he said as he sat down. There was an hysterical edge to his voice."Actually, she went through almost everything you two do together in 30 minutes, but she shot the action from all different angles. There are five versions of the same thing. We can show you as many as you want to see.""I don't believe you," he said. "She would never do that without telling me.""Logan, listen," said Ashley. "Do you think we got into your bedroom and placed all those cameras without telling you and Vanessa? Don't you remember the night these were made. Did you wonder about the extra lights and why you had to rush from one position to another so fast? Or do you do that all the time?"Logan leaned back and stared at the ceiling. He took some more deep breaths."OK," he said. "I still don't understand, but I want to see everything.Before I do, though, I want you to explain what this is all about.""It's not very complicated," said Madison. "We all get together and tell each other everything about our love lives, including Vanessa. We got very excited after we watched the two of you, because we felt we were right there with you. Wait until you see the closeup video, and you'll really understand what I mean."It got our crazy minds going, and we figured out this surprise party for Vanessa. We know that she's been preparing to give you her ass for a long time, and we decided we'd like to be there when she did. Hasn't she told you that it was going to be soon?"Well, we wanted to make it special and even film it for the two of you, sort of like these videos. I know you are probably put off by the idea of us watching, but she obviously doesn't care what we see. So the reason we're showing these to you tonight is to get you used to the idea of us being there and filming her losing her anal virginity to you."We hope after you've seen the videos tonight, you'll go along with the plan, which we'll begin working on tomorrow night. We don't have much time, but we realized that you might be a bit shocked, so we're prepared for you to sleep on it tonight and tell us your decision tomorrow.""All right," he said quietly. He was now very subdued. They saw that his eyes were wide as he watched each video, but he didn't say a word. After he left, Alexis swore she had seen a tear in one eye, but the others said they didn't see anything.***The next morning, Madison received a call from Logan around 11 a.m. "This is my first break," he said, "and I only have a few seconds. I'm exhausted because I didn't get much sleep last night, but I've decided to help you with the party. I hope to get off by 6:30 tonight. Where should I meet you?""Meet us back at Ashley's," said Madison. "Did Vanessa call and ask you where you were last night?""Yes," he said, "but don't worry. I handled it."That night they showed him the studio that they had set up in Ashley's home. The living room had been converted to a porno set, with a big bed in the middle, lights all around and five cameras at various locations. They showed him the two handheld cameras that would be used for close-ups."What we're going to do is rehearse the party, minute by minute," said Madison. "You and we are going to do everything that you're going to do with Vanessa, but no, you're not actually going to do us in the ass, although from the way you looked around just now, I think you wouldn't mind, would you, Logan? Don't answer that question. I'm just joking."We are going to simulate as close as we can and work out every detail and make it a special night and a special video. None of us are that modest, so we don't mind working in the nude for the simulations, but if it bothers you, you are welcome to wear as much clothing as you want. Anyway, we've already seen you doing things that are much more embarrassing.""I guess you're right," he said. "I thought there was some stuff that was private between me and Vanessa, but obviously, I was wrong.""That doesn't mean she doesn't love you very much, Logan," said Lauren, "but you know, when it comes to sex, everybody has his or her own quirks.""I'm the director of the production," said Madison, "so I'll explain the plot. The set is going to be a fancy hotel suite downtown. It will have a huge bedroom, so we can get all this equipment set up for the surprise after we check in."You are going to have to lie to her and tell her the day before that you'll be working past midnight the next day and then come to the hotel and prepare with us as soon as you leave the office. One of us will bring her to the hotel using a story that we're still working on. When she knocks on the door, the rest of us will greet her completely naked, and you'll give her a big, wet kiss. We'll capture her shock and the kiss in slo-mo on video."After that, you will leave for the bedroom, and we will warm her up. Then we'll bring her to you.""Don't you think she'll fight you?" said Logan. "She doesn't like surprises. She always has to be in control. Even though she's promised me that she's almost ready to do anal, I know she wants to be the one who decides exactly when and where. Even when I plan something she likes, she gets upset if I surprise her.""Did she say anything about your romantic kidnapping?" said Madison."No, but I've been married to her long enough to know that although she enjoyed it, she was still upset that it was a surprise.""Well, she'll be upset with all of us, too," said Madison, "and we thought of that. Then we all decided that although we hope she'll get into the spirit of the surprise, we're resigned to the fact that she might give us a cold shoulder afterward for a while. Do you think you could handle that?""Oh yes," he said. "It's like her birthday. I know she wasn't happy all the time when it was happening, but I'm hoping that when she thinks about what I did in the future, her memories will be happy ones, because it was so special. This sounds like it's going to be really special, too, and even if she's a little angry at first, I can handle it.""Good," said Madison. "As for her fighting us, we're ready for her to be a little antagonistic. But she loves to be the center of attention, and the night is all about her.""Now after she's naked on the bed with you, I want you to start with some familiar things so she relaxes a little. Would you mind rehearsing some of them with Alexis, who's playing the part of Vanessa for tonight's rehearsal? Remember, if there's anything we ask you to do that's uncomfortable for you, just stop us. We're going to try to make the simulation as realistic as possible, so we can check the lighting and camera angles and where the videographers need to position themselves for the extreme close-ups like you saw the other night."First, I'd like Alexis to get on the bed on her back, and I want you to get between her legs and pretend to give her oral. That's it, Alexis. Bring up your legs and spread your knees wide. Get a little closer, Logan. Can you see, Alexis stopped shaving a couple of months ago so she can simulate Vanessa's pubic hair better. We know it's not as bushy as Vanessa's, but it will help get the camera and lighting right so everything is visible."It looks like she's wide open and red and juicy. I think she's excited, Logan. I hope you don't mind that you've turned her on. Would you be willing to give her a few light licks so we can take some lighting measurements? You don't have to, if you don't want to. There, that was good. Wow! Did you see her respond. She really liked that."Oh, you are too nice, Logan. She's really appreciating that you kept going. It won't take long, I'm sure. There, did you see her body convulse. I counted five orgasms. No wonder Vanessa loves you so much.""OK, I think we've got the settings on that position. Now, we're going to ask you for something more challenging. Vanessa said you definitely don't like this one and only do it to please her. It's your deep mouth and tongue massage of her anus."We picked Alexis for this, because she has the most beautiful ass of any of us. Show it to him, Alexis. That's a great position, the way you're sticking it out. It's so round and firm and perky that any guy would just eat it up. I see Logan got turned up by your movements. Logan, you should know that Alexis double cleaned it out earlier and she even perfumed herself inside and out to make it more palatable.""That's more than Vanessa does," said Logan quietly as Alexis got on her hands and knees. He seemed almost eager to slide under her rear."By the way, Logan," said Madison, "we don't need to rehearse this, but while you are performing on Vanessa, we'll all be taking turns giving her lots of attention, mostly with kisses. And we've got another fun thing we're going to do. Watch while I empty this helium balloon into Alexis' mouth."OK, now I want Lauren to get on the bed and go over to Alexis/Vanessa's ass and pull open the cheeks and position her hole over Logan's mouth while Ashley pushes a pillow under his head to bring his mouth up right against her anus. You don't have to push into the hole with your face and stick your tongue into her ass, Logan. We just want to get the lighting and camera positions right."Oh, you don't mind. You're really getting into the spirit of this rehearsal. Do you hear those squeaky duck sounds coming from Alexis? That's what Vanessa will sound like on the video. It's from the helium in the balloon. It will be really funny."Alexis, you don't have to suck on Logan. Vanessa certainly won't be doing that. Maybe Logan doesn't like that. Lift your ass off him for a second, so he can say something. Oh, you don't mind Logan. OK, you two, carry on while we adjust things. Wow! You are really going at it. Watch out! Oh, Logan, you just came in Alexis' mouth. Don't worry, She doesn't mind. Wait until you see the rehearsal video. She's sloshing it around and opening her mouth to show how much you deposited, and now she's swallowing it all and giving the camera a big smile."You can stop eating out her ass now, Logan. She's not going to use her fingers to get herself off like Vanessa does."I think you've got the hang of the rehearsals now. Look at Alexis' tiny hand. It's much smaller than Vanessa's. We know you don't like this either, but would you mind if she fisted you so we can get that set up? She's going to be very gentle, because Vanessa told us you don't like the rough way she pushes her hand in and out. She'll also milk you, but again, she's going to have a much lighter touch."I think she's got you so excited that you'd do anything for her, Logan. Girls, get moving. The first finger is already in. That looks great. And two and three and four and -- I can' believe how fast she got her hand into you. I think you're excited by this, Logan. Ooops, you're starting to flow. Look how much you still have after what you deposited in her mouth. This looks terrific. Are you feeling sore? No. We really appreciate your cooperation. OK, after Alexis pulls her hand out, that's it for tonight's rehearsal.""To be honest, Logan, I don't even know if tonight's stuff will be in the final script, but we're preparing just in case. I have a feeling that when we get to the anal tomorrow night, it will take up so much time that we may have to drop this part. If so, it will just be a rehearsal memory for us girls when we watch this video. Would you be upset about that? You are such a sweetheart, Logan."***"What do you think?" said Madison after Logan left."I think we wrecked her marriage," said Alexis."How can you say that," said Ashley. "The person who walked out of here is exactly the same person who walked in. He hasn't done anything different than he did before. He may have said one halfway negative thing about Vanessa, but the rest was all positive. We're all hiding our vengeful motives, but he's totally cooperating with us from a positive position.""But he's not stupid," said Lauren. "Vanessa has told us that over and over. Don't tell me he doesn't understand that something is going on here that's not exactly what it seems. He was definitely having fun with it, and boy did he enjoy Alexis!""If we do bust up the marriage, I'm going after him," said Alexis. "I've done anal, and I hate it as much as Vanessa thinks she'll hate it. The thought of that gigantic, thick snake inside my ass is frightening. But for that man, I'd be willing to do it occasionally. And he's so eager to please that I'm sure he wouldn't even demand it too often if I told him I didn't like it.""That's too bad," said Madison."What do you mean," said Alexis."Because if you went after him, too, that means one of us would have to die," said Madison."Make that two of us," said Ashley."Make it three," said Lauren."I think Logan's just like Vanessa told us he was," said Madison. "He's so smart he must know there's something strange going on, but he's so excited by our little rehearsal and the idea of finally getting some anal that he's kind of looking the other way to avoid seeing anything wrong. I can't wait until tomorrow night."***The next night, Madison told him that they wouldn't be using any of the stuff from the first rehearsal."I hope you're not upset, Logan, but I don't consider it a completely wasted night, because I think it was a good warm-up for tonight, which I think is going to be really productive. So let's start from after you've kissed Vanessa and we've each kissed her, and we've given her the helium for the funny voice and taken off her clothes."The next thing we'll do won't be filmed. We four girls are going to take her to the bathroom and give her two hot soapy enemas to clean out everything inside her colon. We don't want any accidents happening on camera. Then we're going to use the enema equipment to fill her with greasy lubricant to make her first experience as smooth and easy as possible. After that we'll bring her back to the bed, and you need to be ready to go.""I'll be ready," said Logan."We don't need to practice the enema stuff," said Madison. "We girls will figure that stuff out ourselves. But for the next four nights you're going to rehearse each anal position with us. The first one tonight will be the spoon position. You'll get behind Ashley and curl up around her as you enter her. This is the most gentle position, and you can't go in too deeply, but you will move from slow to quite fast to prepare her for what's coming."Now remember, when we rehearse all these things, we're going to pretend that you're doing them in our ass. But like we will be standing in for Vanessa, our vaginas will be standing in for her asshole. I hope you don't mind that. If you feel funny about it, you don't have to insert. We just think it would make the rehearsal more realistic to have you moving in and out. We'll leave that up to you."Once you've finished with the spoon position, the girls will lift Vanessa off you and you'll get on your back and move back to the headboard where you can see we've placed all those pillows. You'll position yourself against them so you're leaning back just a little. Then we'll let Vanessa experience all of your huge firehose slowly, at her own pace, so she can adjust to it."The way we'll do that is to get her standing on the bed over you. Lauren will be rehearsing this with you tomorrow. After she's over you with her legs on each side, we'll start pulling her legs slowly apart. As she squats down to keep from falling, we'll position her anus right over you, and once your tip touches her hole, she'll begin dripping grease on it. Then we'll support her legs and release her."With gravity helping her, she'll slowly sink down onto you until you are all the way in. It should look great on video because you'll see all the emotion on her face while your snake slides into her. You'll let her settle in for a minute or two, and then you'll start bouncing your ass against the mattress springs. As you bounce, you'll send her up in the air to fall back down on you and push you in even deeper. After maybe five minutes of this, you'll stop and lift her legs up so that her feet are resting on your thighs."Then you'll grab her behind the knees and start rocking her back and forth so your penis is going in and out. You'll increase your speed until you're really flying, and then you'll pull back hard on her thighs and lean back at the same time. This will cause your entire shaft to jump free of her and open her anus up so wide that it looks like a giant black hole. Remember what you looked like on the video when she fisted you. It should look something like that. It will slowly close up, and we'll give you the signal to rock her back onto the shaft and slowly build up speed again to do the same thing. This is called gaping, and she should really react to it. It also looks amazing on video."The next night, working with me, you'll transition from her sitting on you to doggy style by rolling her over with you still inside her. Then you'll get her/me up on all fours and start bumping my ass harder and harder as you drive into me. After you do this a while, you'll get over me, uh her, and you'll use your leg muscles because your penis will be almost vertical. You'll be squatting down into me as fast and hard as you can so that my body starts bouncing up and down like the bed is a trampoline."The final night will be with Alexis. You'll practice pulling out of her in doggie and rolling her over on her back and putting her into the Viennese Oyster position -- I saw that smile -- and then, with her ass high in the air, pounding her so hard that she bounces up and down like a basketball. Her big breasts will be flopping madly, and it should be a sight. Remember that while we're rehearsing four nights, she's going to experience all this in an hour, so by that time, she should be ready for what we call ass to mouth."That means once you feel yourself close to coming, you'll pull out of her anus in the oyster position and scoot up over her body to stick your thing in her mouth. Remember, we've cleaned her out, so it will be symbolically degrading, but there won't be a single fleck on you."We'll give her a choice anyway. We'll ask her first if she's rather suck you off to orgasm or have you continue wrecking her asshole until you come. We're pretty sure she'll prefer taking you in her mouth at that point. You are blessed with a huge reservoir of come, but we want you to find an excuse not to come for a couple of days before this, so it should be spectacular watching her expression as you blast into her and your come goes up her throat and gushes out her nose while she's swallowing as hard as she can to keep from choking."As soon as you've emptied into her, you'll pull out, and while she's recovering from your power sperm hosedown, you'll stick a finger into her anus as quickly as you can add a second, third, fourth and fifth. It should be easy with her loosened anal muscles and all that lube. Then you'll gradually work her until you've got your hand in up to the wrist. Then you're slowly going to move it further, and we'll see how deep you can go. We're shooting for past the elbow, all the way to your shoulder, but you've got some pretty big forearm muscles and biceps, so that might not be possible."Finally, you'll pull your arm out, and when you get to your hand, you'll make it into a big fist and slowly stretch her ass really wide for one last gigantic gape as it comes out.""Do you have any questions, Logan?""Not right now," he said, "but I'm still wondering how you're going to get her to agree to all this. You're not going to drug her, are you?""Absolutely not," said Madison. "This is about her and you experiencing all these sensations. We want Vanessa totally alert and awake for the whole thing, not oblivious. Don't worry about how we'll handle it. I think we've got it figured out. You just need to be ready to perform.""I'll do my best," he said with a mischievous smile.***Vanessa tried to keep her cool when she saw the first video. Ashley had edited it so that it was easy to see her friends performing with the amazing man. She had to hand it to them. They managed to find someone who did everything Logan did. His body even looked a little like Logan's. She wished she could see his face, but they had edited that out. Unlike Logan, he had a couple of tattoos -- she wouldn't permit Logan to mar his perfect body -- but the tattoos were small. She thought they looked like the washable kind."He does this with all of you watching and filming him?" she asked."Yes, and we don't even have to pay him," said Madison. "He's got amazing energy. Even after he comes, he's ready for more. I don't think you could handle him, Vanessa. Did you see the way he pounded Alexis in the oyster position? She said that she still has the bruises, but she doesn't care, because she had so many orgasms she didn't want him to stop."He does whatever he wants with us, and he's totally in control. We're afraid some night, he might want anal. That huge thing would tear us apart if he did. But we're hooked on him like drug addicts."Vanessa didn't say anything for a while. She resented the tone of condescension Madison was using in the conversation, as if she and her other friends had graduated to the big leagues while Vanessa was still playing baby games. And she was really turned on by their mystery man, even by the idea of losing control."Does he do this with other women?" she asked Madison, trying to sound curious, not interested."I don't know, but if you're asking whether you can join us one night, the answer is yes. He wouldn't mind. He'd probably get really excited by a new woman, and there's no telling what he'd do. I can read your mind, Vanessa. I know you too well. You're intrigued by the idea, but you've got Logan under control, and it would be too big a risk.""Don't worry about Logan," she said. "But you're right. I'm not like you girls. I want things predictable. I want to them to go the right way for me. That's why I'm happily married. This thing with you and that guy -- sure you are all enjoying it, but it's just another distraction keeping you from growing up and finding that special person that you will be happy with.""You're right, Vanessa," said Madison. "But while we're looking for that person, we certainly are having an amazing time, wouldn't you say?" Her grin of superiority as she said this made Vanessa's blood boil. "I'll tell the girls not to bring this up with you again, since you disapprove. But if you should ever want to take a walk on the wild side, just let us know, and we'll tell you when we're having our next party.""I don't mind hearing about your exploits," said Vanessa. "You don't have to tiptoe around me. I want you always to feel you can share everything with me, so you can tell me as much as you are comfortable with.""Then I'll tell you we've got a session booked tomorrow night," Madison said. "Want to join us?""Sorry," said Vanessa."I was lying," said Madison. "I just wanted to see what your reaction was. It's funny, I thought you'd shut me down a lot more firmly than you did. 'Sorry' isn't a very strong answer, is it? I can tell that you'd love to join us, but you never will. I'll tell the others about our conversation, and we'll definitely be thinking about you at our next party."Vanessa was angry, but she clenched her teeth and said nothing.***After a few similar conversations between Vanessa and her friends, Madison called Logan at work a couple of weeks later. "I think she's ready," she told him. "When is the next night that you don't have to work late?""I can get off early Friday afternoon," he said."OK," she said, "then it's Friday at 7 at the hotel I told you about. We'll be there early to set up the lights and cameras the way we rehearsed.I'll call you Friday at 4 and tell you the number of the suite."Here's where you have to be a really good liar. You have to tell Vanessa that on Friday she shouldn't wait up for you, because you're going to be tied up until after midnight. Do you think you can handle that?""Leave it to me," he said, and she noticed the excitement in his voice."OK, because I'm calling Vanessa as soon as I hang up with you," said Madison.***"Hi, Vanessa," said Madison. "I'm on the run, but I wanted to give you a quick call because we've booked our next session Friday night.""What?" said Vanessa."You know," said Madison. "I told you we'd share everything with you.We'll enjoy knowing you're thinking about us Friday night.""I won't be thinking about you, because we have a dinner date with some friends," said Madison. "Where are you doing this?""Oh no," said Madison. "That's the one thing we're not sharing. If you want to come, I will escort you there because I want the pleasure of watching you from the moment I pick you up. And don't tell me you won't be thinking of us Friday night, you liar. I've got to go now. Bye."***The next day Vanessa called Madison. Madison could tell she was having a hard time controlling her voice and breathing calmly. "Logan has to work late on Friday," she said, "so our plans are canceled. If I went with you, would I have to participate, or could I just watch?""Sorry," said Madison. "We don't want any disapproving wet blankets spoiling the fun. If you can't let go for one night, you're not coming.""Then forget it!" said Vanessa and slammed down the phone.Thursday night, she called Madison at home. "What time are you picking me up tomorrow," she said."Six-forty-five," said Madison. "And don't keep me waiting."***They didn't say anything during the car ride, but Madison noticed Vanessa couldn't sit still. And she was almost bouncing as they walked into the lobby and got into the elevator. When they stopped at the door of the room, Vanessa took a deep breath while Madison knocked. Then things happened quickly.The door opened, and Alexis was there naked, ushering Vanessa into the room. "Quickly," said Madison, who was pushing her from behind and got them both in and the door shut behind them. Bright lights were shining into their eyes, and the first thing that Vanessa saw was Ashley aiming a video camera at her.The next thing she saw was the naked Logan walking toward her and saying, "Surprise!" She screamed in shock, but his kiss smothered the scream. He held her and gave her a deep kiss with a lot of tongue, but she wasn't receptive. She struggled in his arms, trying to free herself."Let her go," said Madison, and when he did, the scream started again, but again was quickly cut off as Lauren put her mouth over Vanessa's and embraced her. Lauren was the largest of the friends, at 5-9, and worked out regularly with weights. She was strong, and she pulled Vanessa tight, while keeping their mouths locked. Then Madison reached over with her thumb and index finger and squeezed Vanessa's nostrils together.The tight clinch squeezed the air out of Vanessa, and the smothering mouth and squeezed nose wouldn't let her breathe. She struggled wildly for a while but gradually became weaker and weaker. When Lauren felt her becoming dead weight, she lifted her mouth off her, and Madison took her fingers off Vanessa's nose.They carried the limp Vanessa to the bedroom, where Logan was waiting on the bed. Madison whispered into her ear as they helped her. "You'll soon be able to say whatever you want and scream as loud as you wish," she said. "But you need to be quiet until we get your clothes off or else we'll need to kiss and hug you again. I want you to know that this surprise is our idea, and we tricked Logan into getting involved."She didn't know whether Vanessa heard her, but when they lay her on the bed and began to remove her clothes, she didn't resist. Then the women carried her to the bathroom.When they returned to the bed, Vanessa looked slightly pregnant. "That's from all the lube we pumped into her intestines after we cleaned her out, Logan," said Madison. "It'll soon be coming out."The women pushed Vanessa onto the bed, and as they did, she began yelling. While she was getting the cleansing enemas and the lube enema, she had been gathering her strength to do something. But after a couple of words, she stopped and looked shocked. When she screamed, her voice was tiny and sounded like Donald Duck. She said a few more words and stopped again."That was the helium from the balloon that we fed you," said Madison. "We've got some more balloons in reserve, because we don't want to alarm anyone at the hotel with loud noises, but we also want you to express your feelings as much as you want tonight."You've probably realized it already, but tonight is the night you've been promising Logan for a long time. You're finally going to give him your ass. He said you had told him it would be happening really soon, so we persuaded him to make it into a special party and do a video. He was reluctant until we showed him the videos you made of the two of you and he saw that you really enjoyed videos of extreme sex."So we rehearsed this and have all our camera cues written down to get the best angles on each position he's going to use. There will be four of them, and they will sort of build up to a big finish that will stimulate your body's nerve ends in ways they've never experienced before."And then, after Logan has thoroughly initiated your ass, there are a couple of surprises to finish things off. So let's get started with that spoon position. You know what to do, Logan, so I'm not going to say anything. We want the soundtrack to be filled with the sounds of love from you and Vanessa.After a few high pitched squawks when Logan first entered her anus in the spoon position, Vanessa stopped speaking and all they heard was her breathing patterns. She tried to control them, but she couldn't control her agonized facial expressions and frantic eyes, and even the breathing broke down after a while.Once they shifted to the lap-sitting position, little noises began coming from her mouth. Again, she tried to prevent them, but the pain was too strong. And when he began gaping her, she shrieked, or they would have been shrieks, but they sounded like the hysterical sound of that duck on the TV commercials.The shrieks continued through the doggie positions. By the time Logan was bouncing her like a basketball in the Viennese Oyster position, she was totally out of control. She gasped, she squirmed, she squealed, she twisted, she grimaced.When he was finished with that, she was exhausted and they had to repeat her choice twice. Should he continue to pound her ass and come inside or would she bring him off with her mouth. By this time, her voice was so weak, they stopped using the balloons, and her screaming, gasping, choking and sputtering were muted as he exploded into her throat.When he started on the fisting, she didn't say anything, just moaned softly until his hand suddenly entered her and went in to the wrist. That brought a much larger moan. He only was able to push halfway to the elbow, but while he was doing it, her body began to go into crazy motion again. And when he clenched his hand into a fist inside her and began pulling out, she found the strength to howl like a maimed animal.After it was over, each of her friends gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and then they got dressed while looking at her. First, she lay on the bed in a fetal position. As she recovered, she sat up and stared at them while breathing deeply. Lightning bolts of hatred shot from her eyes.When Logan went to her, she first pushed him away with a soft cry, but a moment later, she pulled him to her and collapsed in his harms crying. He helped her get dressed and lifted her to her feet. She screamed from pain when she took her first step, and then she tried to keep her legs close together as they walked to the door. She stopped him when they got there and painfully turned around and looked at her friends. The room was completely quiet.Taking a deep breath, she said in a quavering voice, "I will never talk to any of you again for the rest of our lives. And if it's the last thing I do, I'm going to get even with you bitches." Then she turned and hobbled out, leaning on Logan.***Logan called Madison at her office a couple of days later. "She's still angry at all of you, but she's forgiven me," he said. "Give her some time. It still hurts when she walks. Once she's back to normal, I'm sure she'll want to see you again.""Did she say anything about the surprise party?" asked Madison."No. I explained that we were only doing what we would have done anyway in a few weeks, but I thought it would be fun to go along with your surprise plan instead of waiting for her to make arrangements. I said that at first I was shocked when I saw the videos of us, but I wanted her to know that she didn't need to keep them secret and that I was all right with having sex in front of cameras and that was another reason for the surprise party. I told her I only went along with the fisting at the end because I felt she would really dig it on the video.""So she didn't say anything about us?" said Madison."No, the only thing was when I started talking about what good friends you were, she shut me up and said not to mention any of you again," he said. "That's why I think you need to give it time."***A month later, Logan called Madison again."Thanks for the video," he said. "It was really amazing the way you guys edited it and added the music in the right spots, where things were funny or dramatic. Vanessa couldn't wait to see it, and after dinner, we watched it twice. I won't tell you what we did after that, but it was fantastic and exhausting for both of us. I think she wants to watch it again tonight."She still doesn't want to talk to you, but she asked me to see if you would also send us all the raw footage from every camera. Evidently she wants to look at every second from every angle.""No problem," said Madison. "How are the two of you getting along?""Better than ever," said Logan. "I didn't think I could love her any more than I already did, but I do. And she's more loving than I can ever remember. We are even starting to talk about starting our family.""Wow!" said Madison. "That's great."***Three months after the surprise party, Lauren got a call from Vanessa."I'd like you all to meet me at Luigi's on Friday night at 7," she said. "I arranged to get that little room way in the back where you can be as loud as you want and nobody in the restaurant can hear you. I've got some things to say to you."They all arrived early and talked nervously, trying to guess what Vanessa was going to throw at them and how she was going to exact her revenge. They stopped talking but got more nervous when she entered the room with a broad smile."I'm glad you could all make it," she said in a quiet voice. "Isn't it amazing the amount of evil bitch power we have in this one room? I want to celebrate it, and that's why dinner is on me, but before we order, I want you to know how grateful I am to you."I'm grateful that you opened the anal gates for Logan so wide that I can't close them. I've used every trick and twist and maneuver I can think of, but he won't budge. All he says is, let's put a date on the calendar. If the date is more than three weeks away, I can tell by his face that it better be closer. I've tried to explain how much it hurts and how much it degrades me, and I can see him struggling to accept my excuses. Eventually, I give in, because I'm worried that if I don't, he'll eventually leave me for someone who will give it to him."And thanks for giving Logan permission to surprise me. All my carefully worked-out plans mean nothing anymore when he comes up with some crazy idea that he thinks I'll like. Our stable, comfortable life style is a thing of the past. I can't count on anything anymore."So thank you, my friends, who seduced my more-than-willing husband into hurting and humiliating me more than I could ever have imagined. You sure stuck it to me."Are you sitting there wondering what I'm going to do to you in return? Well, I promise you I haven't poisoned the food tonight. But I am going to try to get you all as drunk as I'm going to get, because I've thought up some mean, nasty and funny toasts for each of you."I'm also going to kiss you and hug you a lot tonight, but not the kind of kisses and hugs you gave me at your surprise party. And I'm going to cry a lot. You can see that I'm already crying. Because even though you I hated what you did to me, I think you are the best friends in the world."You made me find out what I was missing -- and I don't mean a dick in my ass. Once you unchained Logan, he got a chance to show me why I married him in the first place. He's the most loving, caring, selfless, sexy, exciting man in the world, but I had turned him into a robot. Now I can't control him, and I love it."Even when he comes up with something special for me that I hate, I love it because of why he did it. He tries to be considerate with the anal and take it gently and carefully and slowly. He can't understand why I try to get him worked up to pound me faster, because he thinks that hurts me more. I don't tell him that the slow gentle way hurts just as much and at least when I get him slamming into me, he'll come sooner and get that thing out of me."He still does the same things he did for me before, but now I don't have to twist and lie to make him do them. He's turned them into a bargaining game. So when I give him my ass, I get to fist him. And when I want him to eat out both my holes, I blow him. He'll even warn me when he's about to come in my mouth, so I can prepare for his buckets of come. He knows I still hate the smell and taste, and he's always grateful and always trying to make it up to me in other ways."I know you think this is weird, but my new nickname for him is Caveman, and I encourage him to take from me what he wants like a savage. He's hesitant, especially in bed, but he's starting to understand that the wilder he gets, the more times I come. I'm happier than I've ever been in my whole life, and I owe it all to you."I was having fun with you a few minutes ago, but you've given me something so precious, I can never repay you."But I have to warn you that I still want my revenge, and I'm making my plans. All of you have had some hard luck with your men, but I know you are going to find that special man someday who appreciates how wonderful you are, just like I found Logan."As each of you gets into a serious relationship, I'm going to find some way to get to your boyfriend, your lover or your husband and convince them that no matter how much you protest, you are looking forward to losing your anal virginity."I want you to be as happy as I am someday, but I also want your asses to experience what mine experiences every couple of weeks. And that's my first toast for the night." END |
primwife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/primwife.txt | My name is Michelle, I'm 35, and my husband would consider me prim and prudish and so would nearly everyone who knows me. I consider myself very conservative and a bit of a goody two shoes, when it comes to the opposite sex, very reserved and shy, but until recently, fairly innocent. Mike, my husband, had begun mentioning the idea of me having sex with another man, but it really wasn't for me, I was much too proper for that sort of thing. But I would play along with him in bed, sort of roleplaying.Once whilst making love, I had mentioned that when I was about 16, I'd gone to the cinema with some friends and some stranger next to me had felt me up, unbeknown to my girlfriends. I'd let the guy do it because it felt nice and I knew that he couldn't do anything else, not with all my friends so near.This story turned Mike on to no end, and after that he was regularly trying to persuade me to go with him to a cinema. He reasoned that if he was there any stranger that would do similar thing, would only be able to go as far as I was willing to let him.I resisted until one day, I was feeling a bit horny and I'd been fantasizing what it might be like to be the object of another man's lust. Finally to Mike's surprise, said yes when the subject came up. I didn't intend letting anything go too far, but decided to dress as sexily as I could for the occasion, to help fulfill Mike's fantasy as much as possible, and I expected he and I would probably make love when we got back home. I wore some tan coloured stockings (normally only tights), and nice lacey panties (white) and matching bra, plain pale blouse, and a black and white check skirt, just past the knee. (This is as slutty and sexy as I can get, but pretty daring for me.We went to an ADULT cinema we found in the phone book and I was very, very nervous as we went in, not knowing what to expect. Mike said he had been anxious and terrified whilst also excited all at the same time from the moment I had agreed to do this. We went in and it was very dark, after a few seconds, we could see quite a few spare seats toward the middle of the theatre about half way down. I noticed the back row seemed full, all men. As we sat down, a big fattish oldish guy, probably about 60-ish seemed to have followed us into the row, and passed me and, innocently enough it seemed to me, sat alongside me to my right. We all watched the film for about 10 minutes, and to be honest, it was quite sexy and a bit of a turn-on with all the rude things happening in the film. I had become quite engrossed in the film and was getting a bit aroused and wet from the action on the screen when IT HAPPENED. At first, I thought the stranger's foot next to mine had accidentally come into contact with me. I realised he hadn't apologised, so he obviously had done it on purpose. After a few seconds, I nearly jumped out of my chair with shock, as the man placed his hand on my knee, through my skirt. After getting over the shock, I moved his hand off, but a few seconds later, it was back. I again moved it off, but he just continued putting it back there again. Mike seemed oblivious to all this, staring ahead at the screen. I was breathing heavier now, but decided not to make a scene, and let the hand stay on my knee. After a few seconds the guy got bolder, and I felt the weird, strange experience of a stranger begin gently stroking my knees before ever so slowly, sliding his hand under my skirt, and lightly and ever so slowly move onward and upward. I sat there frozen, but highly aroused, and could feel myself getting hotter and wetter. It took an eternity, but eventually he reached my panties, and began searching for a side opening. He had rested his hand on my hole from the outside for a few seconds, but now he was trying to get inside them... and then he did. Suddenly I felt Mike's hand on my knee, he was trying to touch me up, unaware of the stranger. I stared ahead as Mike's hand slid up my stockings and then... looked at him as he realised a strangers hand was already inside my knickers, fingers ever so gently probing, touching and opening up my hole. Mike looked shocked at first, but I guess it was what he had wanted, however he did make a small half-hearted effort to move the man's hand away, but was shrugged off firmly by the man. I sat there, sopping wet, at fever pitch and took a peep at the man who was helping himself to me. Big Fat Dirty Old Man, but he'd got me to such an incredible state. The stranger tried opening my legs as best he could with his left hand, but then slowly pulled his hand out. I thought it was now all over, and the adventure... fantasy... had ended. I was wrong. He slid his left arm around my shoulders and then squeezed me tight, pulling me toward him. He leant across me, almost arrogantly staring at my hubby as he did so, and blatantly slid his right hand up my skirt, and firmly and strongly stroked and rubbed my stockinged-legs and thighs (stockinged for my husband later I had remembered), whilst all the time pulling me more toward him. I was trapped; Mike seemed in a daze, the stranger had undone his zipper. His penis WAS much larger than Mike's, and very, very thick. I noticed other men sitting in front in front of us, turning and watching me being molested by this stranger in front of my husband. Some of them came over to the row in front of us leaned over the seat back and stroked my legs. Then another stranger came up behind me and leaned forward, and slowly began caressing my tits from behind me, lightly at first and then much, much firmer. Dirty old man raised my right leg and firmly placed it over his lap; everyone could see I had stockings on now. My leg was being forced to brush his cock, whilst he reached back over and roughly stroked my thigh up to my panties then inside.I was so turned on, I had to admit that I'd never been so aroused in my life. A man asked Mike to swap seats, he refused at first, but the man was insistent and a bit threatening. Eventually, rather than get in a fight, Mike went to the toilet.I was now thoroughly trapped, thoroughly aroused, and at the same time thoroughly afraid of being raped. It was all TOO much. I suddenly groaned, couldn't catch my breath, and orgasmed heavier than any time in my life, there and then in front of all these dirty old pervert blokes, a 60 year old guy's fingers buried in my pussy. Some of the men grunted, and came, 2 all over my skirt and the main perpetrator put some sperm on his fingers and rubbed it roughly into pussy.I wasn't on the pill, but the exoticism of the moment was again becoming too much. The old fat guy was using my leg to massage his enlarged cock, which I realised was now dangerously near my hole, although I knew our positions would make it difficult for him to penetrate me. I came again, heavily... two orgasms in quick succession... never known for me.I came down from my high as Mike returned. I wanted to go, so did he, the men in the theatre had had their fun and now I was feeling so slutty that I needed to get away.My husband and I left the adult cinema, followed by the bloke who had originally felt me up so blatantly inside. The dirty old man, fattish 60 ish big strong looking guy. As the man came up alongside us he asked if he could give us a lift home. We did have quite a long walk home so hesitantly, we agreed. The bloke led us to his car, his arm around my shoulders. I was glad of the lift home, after all the excitement I'd had and a lift home seemed a nice innocent way to end the night. We got to the car, he opened the passenger door for me; Mike was going to sit in the back on his own. Warning signal? As the guy drove, he stroked my legs at every opportunity, told me how nice I was, how he hadn't had sex for ages, and how he couldn't believe someone as pretty as me could have an husband who allowed strangers to feel them up. I explained this was a one off, we had just fulfilled a fantasy, and that was it. He started getting a little vulgar, asking me how far our fantasy was going to go, how he'd like to fuck me. After I had told him I wasn't on the pill, he'd said how much he'd love to empty his huge load into me filling me up with his babymakers.Strangely, I was getting aroused again with all this dirty talk, I wouldn't have believed that I would have, only the day before.Suddenly he turned off the main road and parked the car up behind some deserted factory buildings. Before we could say anything, he had reclined my seat and climbed on top of me and was sliding his hands up in my skirt. As he put his weight on me, I realised I couldn't stop him, and Mike would have to prevent things going too far. The man opened my blouse and squeezed my tits roughly, before reaching down to unbuckle his belt. That was going too far, I thought, and think I actually murmured a subdued no at that stage.Mike must have heard me and he told the man to stop and take us home. He said that we had no condoms, and he didn't want me to be fucked by some strange guy.The man, looked over at Mike. In that moment I saw that if this guy wanted to do something that my husband wouldn't be able to stop him. But then the man said, "OK, I won't go too far. I'll stop short of cumming in your doll." But look at her man, she's panting for some fun." I was so turned on by this strong older man who seemed to dominate both of us with his presences. He held me tight and then kissed me as he rubbed his thick cock against my knickers. After a while, I was definitely hotter than I'd ever been in my life before, and I starting to lose a little control.He slid his hands up to my panties and ever so slowly, incredibly slowly, lowered them, bit by bit, until I felt myself subconsciously raising my hips to help this stranger undress me. Mike reminded him again and he said it was alright, he just wanted to be near my pussy when he came, which he said he was about to. He asked me to rub his cock near my hole and make him cum.I felt much happier being in control and was willing to do what he wanted. He held my hand on his cock, making me masturbating him, all the time dangerously near my pussy. He began kissing me again, harder, then harder yet, I was trapped.Suddenly it happened, he yanked my arms up over my head, holding them tight, kissing me so fully I couldn't moan or tell him to stop, or warn Mike, then he was humping at me, I knew it was all over! He was pushing into me, there was no resistance, I was so wet and aroused that he just slipped in, literally screwing his cock into me, penetrating me with slow circular movements, opening me up, further and further. I was thrashing my legs around beneath him, but it was no use. It was happening, a man other than my husband was finally inside me, I was being fucked by a complete stranger and without protection. He was pumping away, and suddenly I realised I was liking it. So prim and proper or not, I knew I was getting the best sex I'd ever had in my life.I stroked his shoulders and mewed in lust quietly begging him to do it harder. He knew I had surrendered to him and he released his grip and came up for air. As he panted breathlessly, he was still relentlessly thrusting in and out of me. I must have looked such a slut giving myself to him like this. What was Mike doing while this man was forcing himself on me, where was Mike?The stranger grunted then and I felt his body stiffen, he growled that he couldn't hang on anymore and with a huge, "YES!!" he began pumping his spunk deep into my womb, his body jerking on top of mine with each jet of cum he shout into me, and he kept cumming for the longest time I'd ever seen.I was soaked and nearing my own orgasm, Mike had uttered NO just then, but I scrunched around desperately afraid that he would hate me and got the shock of my life. My husband had his inflated dick in his hand and had cum all over himself. I dismissed him as the stranger kept up the thrusts, building an orgasm deep within me. The man kept talking dirty to me, asking me to cum for him, to show my hubby how turned-on I was by being fucked by a real man. How my belly was full of his cum. How much I'd wanted it, needed it. All the things you read in stories, and here it was, happening to me. I ended up even telling him I wanted his baby. I was so aroused and his dirty talk made be beg for it. Then it happened, I was orgasming for the third time that day. I was well and truly fucked by this stranger. He had had me completely. Afterwards, my hubby looked shell shocked by it all. As we all dressed, the man gave us his phone number, we gave him a false one. Then we went for a drink, all 3 of us.**I'd had an incredible evening, first the adult cinema experience, then car-sex with the big fat old guy getting his first sex in ages, and using me for the experience. What had I become? Hubby, stranger and I all went into a nearby pub for a cooling down drink, Mike got the drinks in, the stranger blatantly sat next to me on a back-row of seats. We must have looked a strange threesome to the regulars in the pub, because I had this big older guy with one arm around me and his other hand resting on my knees or lap at every opportunity, and quite obviously there was my husband, bringing our drinks and sitting opposite us, as I was continually touched up. The stranger didn't seem to care about my husband, once again, getting the subject back to sex. Norman, as his name turned out to be, apologised for cumming inside me, but he'd been so turned on he couldn't help himself, and the thought of me not being on the pill had given him such an urge to have me fully. His ex-wife had not been able to have kids, so he got a buzz trying to impregnate anyone he could. Charming I thought, BUT having a family WAS in my and my husband's plans, but for us alone. After 3 drinks, I was so drained, I was ready for home. As we drove, same situation as before, husband in back, I couldn't believe it when we stopped off again at the original spot of my first extra-marital experience. Even though I was disheveled, worn out, hair a sweaty mess, Norman told me how pretty I was, and again reclined my seat, and slid his hands up my skirt. He removed my panties, and once again clambered on to me. We didn't speak, Mike didn't say anything either, we all knew what was going to happen and nobody tried to stop it. I was kissed gently by Norman, his cock was incredibly hard again and once more, slowly I was being opened up and penetrated once more by him.Without him telling me, I instinctively placed my stockinged-legs around his waist/upper thighs and rubbed them teasingly along his big wide body. He smiled, we were like seasoned lovers, knowing how to arouse each other, him knowing that to penetrate me fully to the hilt was such an immense turn on for me, especially comparing his size to my husband's much smaller penis. I knew he was right up me again, close to my womb, and he was talking dirty again. "Do you want my spunk?" - "Do you want every last drop inside you?" - "Do you need MY cock?" - "Do you want this injection regularly?" - "Do you want my baby?"Finally I responded, "YES!" I gasped to all his questions. I couldn't have a fourth orgasm in one night, surely? Yes, I did, I now knew I just wanted HIM to cum. To cum inside me, have his way with me, do what he wants and empty his balls into me. Make me pregnant, I didn't care, I just wanted the power to make him cum. So I began caressing his bum cheeks, before squeezing them with all my might. "Cum in me," I murmured, looking into his eyes. "You've had me fully, you'll make me pregnant, come on big boy, empty yourself in me, you're so much more of a man than my husband has ever been, prove it now, come on..." Story fantasy stuff, I know, but ALL TRUE and happening to me. Me talking dirty to him this time was all it needed, he grunted and his body jerked as he shot another load of cum deep into my belly. He pumped for all he was worth.Finally, we were all done, fucked, shagged out. Still on top of me he rubbed my belly and smiled. I knew what he was thinking. As we finally went our separate ways, us with his phone number, him with the false one, we were careful to have him to drop us off away from our house. ***Two months later, we rang him and met him in a pub, he immediately assumed the dominant role again, sending hubby to the bar, me sitting next to him, his arm around me.As he stroked my tummy, with my hubby sat opposite, I broke the news. He had gotten me pregnant. "Oh Michelle,' he said enthusiastically. "that's grand news." He began to firmly caressing my knees and thighs, blatantly in front of Mike who although quiet, looked as if he had expected this all along. He really didn't seem to mind. Norman, my stranger, spent the rest of the night stroking my stockinged thighs, caressing me, rubbing my belly, telling us how wonderful it was to have put someone as pretty as me in the family way. Mike just accepted it all. We went out, and Norman gently put some more of HIS baby juice in me in the car, as we made love, and ensured the baby would get well used to mummy's lover's sperm joining it in the womb. We met about once a month, I didn't want much more contact with him than that. Our routine was pretty standard. We would meet at dinner time, Mike would watch as my lover caressed my legs and belly gently or firmly as he desired, we would go shopping for maternity clothes, which Norman would pay for, as most of the clothes were of his choice, I was just to wear them, Mike had no say, then we would stop off for Norman to make love to me, and pump more spunk inside my rapidly growing belly. I grew pretty quick, we had arranged early on that we would not have any further contact after about 8 months, when I was really large. After each liaison, Norman would keep my panties, and it turned me on knowing that this dirty old guy was probably bragging to his friends how he was shagging some young pretty not-getting-enough housewife. On our final meeting we went to his flat, and he took some pictures of me, dressed in my large pink maternity smock, and flat shoes, and some of me undressed, as he promised not to show them to anyone, he wanted them as his souvenir. I didn't mind, I had something from him after all, and Mike had had his fantasy fulfilled... more than he'd expected, I'd guess. We never saw Norman after that, I expect he has happy memories when he thinks about me and masturbate over my panties, looking at my pictures. Mike and I are still happily in love.Michelle xx |
comingupi75.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/comingupi75.txt | I had spent nearly a week at Aaron and Sarah's home in Atlanta, first focused on a conference, then a bit longer just to visit. I had enjoyed their cooking and their companionship. We had spent long hours talking, laughing, cruising the Internet, and partying.Some of our discussion focused on their anniversary plans - an impending road trip to Chicago to visit Andre, and to play. Their intention was to celebrate a revitalized marriage of 20+ years. Aaron and Sarah had obviously rediscovered each other and had found new ways to play.After much discussion, banter, and innuendo, Aaron and Sarah decided that he would take the dominant role for the weekend and she the submissive one. Role playing was a fairly recent element in their relationship, one they thoroughly enjoyed.Aaron's instructions were for Sarah to take only short skirts and tops on the trip - and no underwear. She packed frantically Wednesday morning and we left in tandem. I was heading home on I-75, and they would continue on to Chicago.I followed them in my van while they made several stops before cutting cross country up to I-75. At the Post Office, Aaron suggested that Sarah ride with me until we went different ways in Chattanooga.Sarah, wearing a short red skirt and a tee-shirt, spread a towel on the passenger seat of my van and climbed in. She grinned at me, saying, "Aaron told me to keep you entertained so you wouldn't fall asleep on the Interstate."Oh wow, I thought, this should be really interesting. I wonder what his fertile imagination has devised. At this point I should tell you that we're all in our early 50's, but as let me make plain that Sarah, even at 52 was a knockout. She's and Aaron have always really been into their bodies, with regular workouts and that sort of thing. So this development made my little man stiff as steal as I turned the van onto the ramp to I-75 North.***We pulled out onto the state highway and after the traffic thinned a bit Sarah said, "My instructions are to have as many orgasms as possible between here and Chattanooga and to keep count. Do you have a vibrator handy?"I was dumbfounded at first, but and delighted. What a treat. She had my total attention and I didn't feel a bit sleepy. "Uh, yes, I have one in that blue bag on the second seat.""Well, actually, I probably won't need it." With that remark, she scooted down a bit in the seat, kicked off her sandals, and pulled her skirt up above her crotch. A glance showed me that she was shaved. She began to stroke herself. Regrettably, I had to look up at the road occasionally. Still, I didn't miss any sounds. Small grunts and gasps escaped her lips, her head thrown back against the headrest. The pace of her hand across her pussy lips and clit accelerated. The volume increased. I could smell hot woman smell, much like my own scent yet not the same.With a wail, Sarah came. She decelerated a bit, peered at the clock and commented, "That took about a minute."I glanced around, expecting to see cops, fire trucks, semi-trucks, or a motorcycle escort. No one so far. I looked ahead toward Aaron, cruising some yards ahead of us and held up one finger. He signaled OK.Sarah picked up the pace again, pausing in her efforts at intersections (whenever she was aware of them). In the next 20 minutes she cranked out about 20 more orgasms, thoroughly wetting the towel and ultimately the car seat. Finally we lost count.We turned onto the Interstate. I drove through intermittent rainstorms and intermittent orgasm storms, watching the road but totally riveted by Sarah's passion. If I hadn't been so very fond of Sarah I would have been insanely jealous of her ability to come and come and come with such abandon. On the other hand, I was so pleased to witness this miracle.We cruised on at 70 mph, Sarah managing to open an eye periodically to check for truckers. After a while she chose to alter her technique, inserting an increasing number of fingers from her left hand into her pussy while her right hand continued its ministrations to her clit, her feet planted on the dash."Ohhhh," she moaned, "this is almost more than I can stand. I never thought of using both hands this way before," and she launched into another orgasm, yelling, "Oh god, oh god, oh my god."I wonder if this ability is catching, I thought. Sarah could make me a believer.Part way through her second cum, I noticed a yellow and green semi cab hanging very close outside Sarah's window. Altering my speed had little effect on his location. I pointed this new situation out to Sarah who yelped and scrambled to sit in a more orthodox position, pulling her skirt down as far as it would go, her hands resting demurely in plain sight in her lap. Much to my surprise, Sarah continued to gasp and spasm with no physical stimulation needed at all, her face turned away from the side window. I tried to brush off the trucker while Sarah just kept on coming.Over the next 10 or 15 minutes she gradually wound down and Aaron positioned his car to block the trucker, whom we eventually lost at the weigh station just before the Tennessee border. Soon we both pulled into the rest stop where we had agreed to meet. I stopped the van, walked over to Aaron's car where he sat grinning from ear to ear. I couldn't stop smiling either. "You pervert you." I said. "Did she keep your attention?" he asked."I was riveted," I replied. We laughed, and Sarah wobbled over to their car to continue their trip to Chicago. I drove on home smiling all the way. When I arrived, I sent Spectrum out to our van. "Smell the passenger seat," I instructed, "and tell me what you think. And see if you can find the footprint on the windshield."END |
itgotout.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/itgotout.txt | My wife Beth confided in me one of her favourite fantasies. To be held down and ravished, preferably by a big black man. She emphasised that it was only a fantasy as she wouldn't want to have intercourse with anyone other than myself under any circumstances.'Maybe you would like to act out something along those lines.''If it was acting it wouldn't work,' she replied.I went on to suggest. 'Why not have a real scenario where you would be really forced but it would be prearranged that the limits were feeling and sucking your breasts and maybe finger fucking you.'She brightened up at that suggestion; I could see that I made a good suggestion.'But how could we guarantee that the man would stop at that?' she asked.'You did say you wanted it to be a black man.''Well it doesn't have to be but it would be more exciting if it was.''I have this friend at work, Dave, he's well over 6ft tall and really looks threatening but actually he is a very nice guy. Maybe I could ask him if he would like to help out.''Do you think he would? But how about afterwards, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you to go on working with him?''No! We often have discussions about sex and I know he is open minded.''Oh you do, do you!' She said with a mischievous grin.'Well shall I ask him?''The idea of being forced by a stranger does really excite me. It would have to be as a 'stranger' that it happens. I wouldn't want to meet him before or after. That would spoil it.''So you want me to arrange it?''Yes please! But don't tell me anything about it, I want it to seem really real, so I don't want to know any details!'....I asked Dave what he thought about the idea and he was all for it. He hadn't been getting much at home lately so was all for a bit of an adventure. We thought the best idea would be in a porn movie theatre. So it was all arranged for the Friday night at 8pm.I suggested to Beth that we go to see a blue movie; it may give her some more ideas for fantasies. She looked askance at me, I suppose she was guessing this might be the set up for her 'forced sexing' but she didn't make any comment, she just agreed to go.We got to the theatre just before 8pm, inside our eyes took a while to adjust to the darkness but as we entered the back row, Beth turned to me.'This is it, isn't it? There's a black man sitting there.'I could just make out that there was someone there but as there was a dark scene on at that moment it was a bit difficult to see. Then she startled me by her next remark.'Would you mind Darling if I sit here alone, it will make me feel more vulnerable if I know you are not next to me to protect me. And as it is all arranged, I will be safe.''OK! If that's what you want. I could do with going to the toilet anyway.'With that I turned round and went toward the exit. I took a quick look back and saw that she had sat down with one empty seat between her and Dave.I took my time at the toilet, and then I wandered around the foyer looking at adverts for future movies. After about 15 minutes I decided to sneak in and watch the action, if in deed there was any. I got an instant hard on at what I saw. Beth had her eyes closed and her blouse fully opened. Dave had..... What! It wasn't Dave. It was some strange black guy I had never seen before.This guy had his right arm around Beth's shoulders holding her right wrist in a steel grip. His left hand was pulling hard on her right nipple as he sucked the other one.I sat down next to her and tried to get her attention, 'Beth! Beth!' I called to her as I kept tapping her arm. The black guy looked up at me.'Fuck off Honky!' Was all he said then went back to sucking her tit. Beth was lost in a world of her own. She was obviously deep into her fantasy. She was moaning quietly under the strangers manipulations.Just then another black guy sitting next to him, whom I hadn't noticed till he reached around the first guy and slid his hand up Beth's thigh. 'Hey I can't reach!' With that the first guy lifted Beth as though she was a rag doll, and threw her across his knees.He pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties down and started to finger fuck her. Beth's moans got really loud; she obviously loved this rough treatment. Just then I heard her gagging and choking. I stood up to try to see what was going on but couldn't quite see, so I went to the row in front and sat turned around. The second guy had her by the hair and was pulling her head up and down on his black cock. Now and then she would gasp for breath as her head came up but on the downward thrust the cock was obviously going deep into her throat.Just then the first guy stood up and turned sideways on to me as he lined himself up behind Beth, he lifted her up by the hips so her feet were well off the floor and just rammed his cock up her cunt before I could say anything. She was that juiced up that his cock, although quite large, had no trouble entering her cunt.Just then I felt a tap on the shoulder, it was Dave.'Sorry I'm late, had car trouble!' he said as he sat down. 'I see you started without me! I thought there was to be no fucking?''I didn't get much to say about it. I went to the loo thinking it was you in the back row and when I got back this guy was already sucking her tits.''Oh! Sorry, couldn't be helped.' He was speaking to me but watching my wife in action in the row behind. Just then the first guy started to moan as he was shooting his cum up my darling Beth's cunt. A few thrust and he pulled out letting her drop to the floor, wiped his cock with a hanky and turned and left. Dave jumped up and over the seats; he knelt behind Beth and shoved his dick up her cum filled cunt.'No point in letting a hot cunt go to waste!' He said to me as he started to thrust into her in earnest. Just then the second guy started to cum in her mouth. Beth was coughing and spluttering as the guy kept forcing his cock into her throat with each spurt of cum.When he finished he likewise just stood up and let her drop to the floor. This didn't put Dave off his stroke as he too added a load of cum up my Beth's cunt.I could see other guys taking an interest and gathering around. 'Dave we better get her out of here before any more men start on her.''OK!' He replied as he was wiping his cock on Beth's skirt. We stood her up as best we could. It was as though she were drunk, and half carried her out to the foyer then into the gent's toilet so that I could make an attempt at cleaning her up a bit.Dave stood behind her taking her weight and holding up her skirt in front as I knelt in front of her with toilet paper in hand ready to clean her. But I just stared at her red raw cunt with loads of cum oozing out between her luscious pussy lips.'Go on!' said Dave. 'You know you want to lick it!''Wha...' I was saying as he eased her forward and her wonderful pussy was right in my face, without even thinking I started licking and slurping away. This action wasn't wasted on Beth, she stared to moan and her hands reached behind my head and pulled me into her sloppy cunt. I licked and licked and oh the joy I felt hearing her climax in my mouth.Needless to say, this was the start of many a gangbang. Beth can't get enough of being 'Used' and I love cleaning her up.We were made for each other.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 49 |
mompeep.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/14/mompeep.txt | |
mywife2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/14/mywife2.txt | |
third.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/01/third.txt | |
abandoned.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/abandoned.txt | My husband and I had been married for ten years, we had decided to leave children until later, it wasn't that I was career minded or anything like that, just that John was starting his own company and he needed all the capitol he could get his hands on until the business could properly support a family. I wasn't the brightest tool in the box, I worked as a shelf stacker in a supermarket but it meant that I could help out with the household bills in those first few years. My job meant that I was mostly bored, John's long hours and hard work meant that he was mostly knackered and after ten years we had almost given up on sex all together. I struggled to get John interested in sex again, I started dressing up, you know, sluttish, when we were going out. Eventually we got back into the swing of sex but it was no longer the 'vanilla' sex of out early marriage, it was more way out and extreme than I had intended it to become. John started to insist on things like tying me up before sex or taking me out to the woods and fucking me in one of the clearings that were intended for picnickers, we even had sex in the car while we were parked in large car parks at places like the supermarket where I worked. One day John had me go to a pub in town, dressed in my most sluttish clothes and made up way beyond any sense of restraint. I had one drink, the barman was looking at me suspiciously and I had been approached by four men before John finally turned up and asked me if I would like a drink. We role-played for thirty minutes, I expected John to ask me if I would like to go to a night club with him but he took me completely by surprise by saying, "How much for full sex?" I was flabbergasted but before I could say anything the landlord of the pub asked me to leave, John followed me outside and grabbed my mackintosh by the lapel, "Fifteen quid and we'll do it in the car park!" Then he dragged me off behind the pub, the car park didn't belong to the pub, it was one of the local council 'pay and display' car parks. I noticed at least eight closed circuit TV cameras that were constantly scanning the car park, John dragged me into a dark corner, I was almost missing my footing I was being dragged along so fast. I was dressed in a lightweight summer mackintosh, with a vent at the rear that went all the way to my bottom, under the coat all I had on was a bask with built in shelf, thong and stockings. John yanked the front of my coat open ripping all the buttons off as he did so, then he pulled at the side of my thong until they gave way, then he turned me so that my back was towards him and used my torn thong to tie my hands behind my back. John pulled the vent at the back of my coat open and tried to use my bottom for sex but couldn't actually get in as I was so tight, I was pushed forward over the bonnet of a strangers car and John fucked me violently from behind. I was so shocked and off balance that I was actually terrified and crying as John raped me, I could feel that John was nearing his climax when there was a shout from the direction of the footpath at the side of the pub. "Keep playing the game!" John whispered into my ear before he ran off into the market place. The man who had shouted out came over and helped me to gt to my feet, he untied my hands and began to phone the police, even though I was still shaking and found difficulty in standing on my own I managed to stop him phoning the police. My 'rescuer' introduced himself to me as Tony, it turned out that I was actually being fucked on his bonnet, there was a small dent in the mettle-work and a few small scratches in the paintwork but that went out of his mind when he realised that I was finding a lot of difficulty in keeping my coat closed and he kept getting flashes of my tits and hairy bush as I tried in vain to keep covered. "You really should let me call the police you know, they need to take samples from you if they have any hope of catching that animal!" I was confused, confused at how John had gone so far off script in our role-play and now, was Tony part of the 'game', John had chosen to fuck me on Tony's car bonnet after all, and then there was the comment about keeping playing the game from John just before he ran off. "I don't think the police would be interested or that they would be able to find any useful samples!" "Oh! I see, you've already been working earlier today have you?" I realised that the part of a prostitute that I was playing would have been totally believable even if Tony wasn't actually part of John's game. Tony was showing a lot of concern for my ordeal, he didn't actually say it but I got the distinct feeling that it was going through his mind, 'Just because a woman is a sex worker, a man shouldn't rape her like an animal'. I assured Tony that I would be fine in a moment, "Could you do with a nice cup of tea or coffee?" "Thank you, but I'm hardly in a state to go somewhere for tea or coffee!" I said as I indicated my damaged coat, I spotted one of my coat's buttons on the floor and bent down to pick it up, just at that moment Tony had bent down to pick up another of my buttons, he got a face full of my bare ass for his trouble. "I could take you to my house for coffee!" John's words ran through my mind again, 'Keep playing the game'. "OK, I'd love a coffee" Tony opened the passenger door for me to get in and while he walked around the back of the car to the drivers side I looked in my handbag for somewhere safe to keep the two buttons that had so far come to light. In the pub John had slipped a white box into my handbag, the box was unmarked apart from a simple logo across the front of the box, 'Terence Higgins Trust', I opened the box to pop the buttons inside, the box was half filled with condoms, I guessed that they were the kind of thing that would be handed out to working girls but how on earth would John have gotten hold of them I had no idea. Tony drove us to the village next to the one where I lived, he pulled up outside a small cottage and opened my door for me to get out. I noticed John pulling in about two hundred yards down the road from Tony's house. The house was a small 'two up two down' farm workers cottage, I followed Tony into the back room and he invited me to sit down while he made the coffee, he made small talk while he was in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil, I spotted John sneeking down the back garden path using the shadows as much as possible. Tony caused me to jump slightly when he put a mug of coffee in front of me because I was so totally focused on John. Tony sat with his back to the window and John stepped out into the light, Tony mentioned that I looked like I had calmed down after my ordeal, "Will you have to go back out again tonight?" I saw John nodding his head in an exaggerated fashion "Yes I will!" I noticed Tony blushing and looking away from me, he had something on his mind and was trying to work out exactly how to broach the subject. "How much will you have to earn before you can stop for the night?" I looked to John again, he opened all of his fingers three times to signify thirty, "Thirty pounds!" Tony's face brightened up, "So if I give you thirty pounds can you stay the night with me?" Again John was nodding his head in an exaggerated way, "Yes!" Tony left the room for a few minutes, John was pointing to the back door, he was mouthing for me to unlock the door for him. I took the cups into the kitchen, unlocked and unbolted the back door, I checked it to make sure that it opened before I returned to the back living room. Tony handed me thirty pounds, "Can you take your coat off for me please?" John had to step out of the light until Tony leaned his bottom against the window sill. The game certainly was getting very exciting, I wondered when john would step in and stop things now that the back door was open but when I spotted him at the window again he was encouraging me to take my coat off. It took me a few seconds to pluck up the courage to open my coat, I was inadvertently ruening the game until I realised that Tony had seen everything so far already, admittedly it was in the half light of the car park but he had already seen most of my body. I slipped out of my coat, I had decided that until John stepped in and stopped me I would play the prostitute the best way I could, I even gave a sexy little wiggle as I slipped out of my coat. Tony stepped forward and started to touch my breasts, "Am I allowed to kiss you?" I looked over Tony's shoulder, John started to shake his head but then changed his mind and nodded, "I don't usually kiss but as you were my knight in shining armour earlier I'll make an exception just this once!" Tony started kissing me passionately, lots of pressure and even more tongue, after a few minutes he started to move, kissing my cheek, down onto my jaw, then neck, shoulder and chest before finally landing on my breast, kissing around my nipple and then nibbling them. The bask I wore had laces in the front to tighten the body and fastenings down the back, the extra laces at the front because being a shelf the bask had a lot of weight to hold up. I felt the bask loosen slightly and then as Tony began biting my nipples a little harder I felt his fingers working down the fasteners at the back. I was so turned on by John watching me through the window as Tony began seducing me that I felt my lubricant trickle out of my pussy and run down my inner thigh, if John didn't stop things now I wouldn't be able to stop Tony myself. My bottom was resting against Tony's dining table as he opened my bask, it was uncomfortable leaning back so far and when Tony finally stopped biting my nipples and stood upright, he took my hand and began walking to the stares, I looked towards my husband for a sign that he wanted me to stop but all he did was point to my handbag over and over again. I snatched at the handle of my handbag as we passed it, in Tony's bedroom he pushed me onto his bed and almost leaped on top of me, he was kissing me all over my upper body, kissing, biting and rubbing me with his face, I heard John on the stares but Tony didn't seem too hear. As Tony kissed me he began undressing himself, I spotted John in the doorway, he was cutting things very fine if he was about to stop us. I felt the heat of Tony's cock against the outer lips of my vagina, John made a move, not to stop things but warning me, he kept pointing to my handbag and mouthing the word 'Condom'. Tony started pushing forward, the heat of his penis was replaced by actual penis, I was suddenly galvanised into action, I wriggled out from under tony, "Not without a condom!" "You can't blame a guy for trying!" Tony said with a broad grin across his face. I opened a condom and rolled it down Tony's cock, I looked directly into John's eyes, looking for a sign, I could see from the look on John's face that he was almost as excited by what was happening as I was, I settled back onto my back again and Tony covered me with his body. John almost gave himself away as he moved into a better position to see what Tony was doing to me, all the time Tony grunted over me as he fucked me as hard as he could I was looking at John and John was totally captivated by seeing his wife getting fucked, it dawned on me that if Tony was a friend of John's then John wouldn't be trying so hard to keep his presence a secrete, this revaluation spurred me on, I rocketed to the most powerful climax that I had ever had in my life before. Tony filled the condom and I felt a little let down that we would have to end our sex at that point. "You have another condom? I hope!" Tony didn't deflate at all, I stripped off the used condom and threw it on the floor before rolling a second condom down his cock shaft and Tony started to cover me again. "You do anal?" I shook my head, "you must be new to the game!" that comment confused me, then I realised that prostitutes are sometimes said to be 'On the game'. "Can I at least try? I'll be as gentle as I can be!" I looked at John, he was holding his breath, I could see that he wanted to tell me to do it but he was just holding his breath, almost at the point that he turned blue I said, "OK!" Tony had KY Jell in his bedside cabinet, I looked at him suspiciously, "I really like anal, what can I tell you?" Tony used copious amounts of the jell and spent almost an hour easing his cock into my bottom, Tony and John had very similar cocks but John would never have had the patience to get his cock in my ass without killing me first. Once inside and checking that I were comfortable Tony started to slowly fuck me, Tony was on his knees, looking down on my body, then he pulled my hand so that it was between us, he placed my middle finger over my clitoris and rubbed it with my own finger tip, then he let my hand go and I took up the action myself, I took one last look at John before I closed my eyes and allowed my body to slip into convulsions as I pushed myself way beyond a simple climax. Tony took a second hour before he finally filled his second condom while slowly sliding in and out of my ass, "There you're a proper hooker now, you can take anybody in there now that I've stretched it open for you! You know, you should be paying me for this instead of me paying you!" Tony and I fell asleep cuddling together, in the morning we fucked again, John was nowhere in sight, I assumed that as soon as the anal action ended the night before John had slipped away quietly, I did notice that two condoms were missing from the floor where they wee thrown the night before. I made two coffees and took them to the bedroom and woke Tony, I handed him a condom with his coffee, "It's too hot to drink at the moment!" And off we went again, another memorable fuck but not as exciting as it was with my husband watching us. Tony lasted thirty minutes, only because he had to go to work, he told me that he could fuck me all day if he could get out of work. Fortunately I was on a day off so I didn't have to hurry, Tony left me in the bath, "Just pull the door too when you're finished, it's on the latch! Can I have your telephone number for the next time I need to hire a girl?" I gave Tony my mobile number and told him that I didn't work in the day very often but most evenings would usually be OK! I walked the mile or so home, John hadn't gone to work, he was waiting for me to get home, he had been winding himself up for almost twelve hours by the time I walked through the front door, the fact that I had just walked the twenty minutes or so dressed in just a bask and mackintosh that I had to hold closed. John took me on the floor in the hallway with the front door still wide open. We were lucky that it was a midweek day and almost everyone in the village would be at work, everyone except our next door neighbour. John fucked my pussy and then turned me over to use my back passage, I tried to stop him as my recently de-virgined ass was still sore but it was no good, john hurt me quite a bit causing me to moan in pain, Sid, our next door neighbour stepped over the low wall separating our two gardens and rushed to our door to see if there was anything he could do to help me, he skidded to a halt when he saw John on my back fucking my red raw ass. John had the two condoms in the passageway and as he fucked me he tipped the cold contents of both condoms over my back and rubbed the cream into my skin as he ravaged my ass. Sid cleared his throat and John looked over his shoulder to see who was standing behind him, "Hi Sid, you need a little exercise?" "What you saying to me John, go fuck off?" John laughed out loud, "No sid, you lent me your lawn mower when mine was in the shop last week, I was just thinking of reciprocating the favour!" Sid couldn't believe what he was hearing, John pulled his cock out of my ass, "You'll need to put a johnny Sid but feel free to fuck my wife as long as you want!" I turned onto my back and waited while Sid rolled a condom down his tiny cock, as Sid mounted me and started to throw his body against mine I looked out into the street, "for god's sake John close the dam door before I end up having to fuck the whole street!"END |
watchingmywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/watchingmywife.txt | My wife and I are in our early 40's and we found ourselves with the kids at college, me selling our small business for a nice profit and looking at a cold January winter in the north. So we decided to drive to Florida and enjoy some sun. I booked us at a condo and we headed out.We had several days to get there so we took out time. We drove and found a hotel in time for dinner and headed to the bar for a drink. We started talking to a group of guys that were part of a basketball team for a small college. They were between games so had the night off. There were 5 of them and all seemed pretty interested in my wife and she flirted right back with all of them. We bought the guy dinner in the bar and then stayed for a live band and Kim traded off dancing with all of them. I ended up getting distracted playing pool with some other guys and after a while I noticed my wife was no where to be found. I headed back to the room assuming my wife was there and when I arrived at our room I could hear quite a commotion so I looked in and found my wife naked dancing for the guys. She was giving one of the guys a lap dance and his hands were roaming all over her ass and I saw him reach behind and put a couple fingers in her pussy and I think one might have found her backdoor as they kissed. He then pulled them out and fed them to Kim. He was black and my wife seemed to be really into him kissing him letting him do what he wanted to her. She then started undoing his pants and slid off his lap and grabbed his cock, taking him into her mouth and giving him a blow job right in front of all the guys. She did this for a few minutes and then she got up and lowered herself onto his cock and I watched as this young stud fucked my wife bareback with all the other guys yelling out in encouragement. I was a little stunned by the scene and stayed towards the back so I did not disturb the activity. He said he was going to cum and she got off him and he sprayed his cum all over her tits. Then a white guy grabbed her threw her on the ground and buried his cock into her pretty quickly and fucked her until he came in her pussy. It was kind of strange watching this but it was a turn on, my cock was rock hard in my pants. She slid up to the tallest guy, who had to be almost 7 feet tall, and got up on his lap and ground her cum soaked pussy on his crotch, cum was dripping out onto his pants and then did the same as the first guy and pulled his pants down and started sucking him. She was on all fours and her ass was wide open for the taking so one of the other black guys got behind her pulled out his cock which must have been 8 inches. He put the cock to her pussy and slid in as she kept sucking the big guys cock. He started pounding her hard and she had a hard time concentrating on the cock in her mouth and I am pretty sure she had an orgasm. She then started stroking the cock very fast until he started cumming in her mouth and about that time the guy fucking her erupted in her pussy. The last guy was right there and slid his cock into her pussy and used the cum oozing out of her pussy as lube and worked his thumb into her ass. With a quick motion he pulled out of her pussy and started sliding his cock into her ass. At first she said no, no but he kept pushing it and as it made its way to full penetration she seemed to accept it and then seemed to enjoy it. This was a shock since she had only let me fuck her ass a couple times. He grabbed her hips and thrust it slowly at first and then faster and faster until he was ready to cum and he pulled out and sprayed it all over his back. The first guy was hard again and said, "I have to get some of that ass," and was right there to bury his cock in her pussy to lube it some and then slid it into her ass. He started fucking her ass and seemed to last forever and finally he was ready to cum and instead of pulling out he came deep in her ass. When he finished, he was the last one there and looked at me and said, "Thanks man," and left. I went over and kissed my wife and she said, "If you want to fuck my ass, now is the time."So I got behind her and started sliding my cock into her ass and cum that was just deposited sprayed out. I started to pound her ass and was just too excited and started cumming very quickly adding my cum to her anal passage. We took showers and headed to bed.By next morning but I knew this trip was going to be something special. END |
lilia.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/lilia.txt | It all happened too fast. First my wife kept pushing me to ask my boss for a raise. Finally when I did do it, he laughed so hard I was totally humiliated. Then to add salt to the wound, he said that the only way I could be promoted and get a raise was to have my wife have sex with his son. He calmly said it would only be for one night as my son had the hots for my wife. I would not even have told my wife about this episode but she was so sure that I had gotten the promotion. So I told her what my boss said and then she kept quiet about it. For two days, nothing was said and I was hoping to put this all behind me. Then my wife said that she would do it. "Do what?" I asked."Sleep with Jeremy, your boss's son," was her curt reply.Did my wife know who she is dealing with? The boss's son is the most cruel and dangerous person I know. He made a mess of everything he touched in the business and someone else always got fired. Jeremy was always accompanied by stunningly beautiful girls wherever he goes which is hardly at the company. Finally his dad put him in charge of their vast real estate empire where he would do the least harm. Stories abound about Jeremy fucking wives right in front of their husbands in exchange for the rent they were unable to pay.I put my foot down. "There's no way in heaven, I will ever allow you to slut yourself out for a raise." I spoke with determination and then stomped out of the house to get to work.When I reached my pathetic office, I was summoned to meet Mr. Reston right away. I was elated that my boss was going to apologize to me for the comments he made yesterday and that he may even give me the promotion and the raise. To my utter shock he told me with a big smirk on his face that my wife had called him and accepted the deal. I was devastated and slumped on the black leather chair.I made a valiant effort to change my wife's mind. I could only blame it on my own inadequacy as a provider that made my wife take this action. My wife, whose short blond hair and strikingly pretty facial features that has drawn the lustful eyes of many men, was going to slut herself away.With a big grin on his face, Jeremy sat in our living room waiting for my wife to get ready. Lilia came out in her sexiest short black dress. She really was into being a slut albeit a stunningly beautiful one.Lilia never told me what happened that night with Jeremy. An edited 15 minutes video courtesy of my boss was handed to me a few days after Lilia had been used up by the despicable Jeremy. I wondered how many hands this video had gone through or how many copies there were.The video starts out in a room where my Lilia seems pretty intoxicated. In her black dress she is playfully and sexily dancing around. I hear voices and dread fills my heart. Was she gangbanged? Lilia, while dancing, seductively pulled up her dress and exposed her trimmed pussy to everyone there. She continued to dance amidst hollers and cheers until everything was off. I was mad at myself for getting aroused seeing my wife sway her breast in a seductive dance. She did have a beautiful body.Another girl came into view. I recognized her as one of Jeremy's girls. She only had her panties on and Lilia went on her knees and removed them. Lilia's face was buried in that girl's shaved pussy. Soon they were in a 69 and the crowd was cheering. The scene then faded out.I immediately recognized a close up of my wife's pussy. Massive amounts of cum was oozing out. The scene zoomed out and Lilia was lying on a bed seeming exhausted after an extensive gangbang. Her legs were open wide for the camera. The door slammed shut and Lilia abruptly sat up."I was waiting for you," Lilia spoke to someone."You won't be disappointed," Mr. Reston's powerful voice thundered in the video tape.My humiliation was complete. Even my boss had had a piece of my wife. I was the laughing stock of the office."I heard that you enjoyed yourself," my boss stated matter-of-factly."I just love the feeling of three guy's cum mingling inside me," Lilia replied like a woman satisfied."You'll need to wash it off before I can show you true ecstasy," Mr. Reston continued confidently. "Lilia, how long have you been married?""Four years.""Before now have you ever been unfaithful to your husband?""Yes."My boss was good at eliciting personal information. "Tell me about it."My mind was reeling with disbelief."My husband was working late on a project and very unexpectedly my old college boyfriend shows up at my doorstep. I was washing my hair so all I had on was my robe. I let him in. He asked me if my husband was there. I told him that he wasn't and he seemed relieved. He immediately recounted how I had called him the night before my wedding and we had spent the whole night fucking ourselves silly." Lilia recounted.The camera zoomed in on her breasts and her hard nipples seemed to pop out from the screen."He couldn't get over the fact that I wanted to fuck him just before committing myself to my husband. He told me that he hadn't spent a single day in the last two years not thinking about that night and that he would go crazy if he didn't have some of me right then. "Thinking about it now, I didn't really put up much resistance. We went to my bedroom and I removed my robe and we attacked each other like crazed lovers. Jason, that was his name, left just in the nick of time before my husband returned. I had no time to wash myself but I felt such a tingling afterwards in bed with my husband, all the while knowing that I had someone else's cum in me."Well its always the husband that is the last to know. That revelation didn't help my state of mind.Mr. Reston ordered my wife to take a shower and her naked body dutifully sprung out from the bed.The video cuts back with my wife appearing all washed up and wrapped in a towel. Now I finally see Mr. Reston meticulously removing his tailored suit next to my half naked wife. Annoyingly, I am getting hard seeing my wife coolly standing in just a towel next to my boss.I am surprised that my boss has maintained his body quite well. Even my wife seemed pleased. She seemed to be drooling over his semi-erect penis which already surpassed mine at its maximum size. I was jealous by the look of desire on my wife's face.With her towel off and on her knees, Lilia was eagerly pumping Mr. Reston's large and pulsating rod with her expert mouth. From his expression, I know that she was pleasing him. Then he deftly got Lilia spread eagle on the edge of the bed and penetrated that rod into my Lilia's pussy. The camera zoomed in like a porno flick showing the engorged penis expertly sliding in and out. Muffled moans of ecstasy that I never heard from my wife were reaching my ears. The camera zoomed out and the two bodies were rhythmically moving like a well oiled sex machine.As he pumped, Mr. Reston asked Lilia, "Do you love being a slut?""Oh, yes... Oh, yes..." escaped from my wife's mouth."Do you mind if your husband sees you being a slut?"Between moans Lilia uttered, "I don't care." Then the words I never heard spoken hit my ears. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!"I knew Lilia had an orgasm by the way her body spasmed. I also saw my boss shoot a massive load into my wife. Finally the video faded out. I sat down for awhile dazed at the events that took place this last week. I was determined to get this all behind me and get on with my life. But unfortunately my wife thought that she could now do whatever she wanted.Jeremy would take my wife for two to three days, Lord knows doing what. All I knew was that her panties were very soiled when shed come home afterwards. Mr. Reston was much better. He'd pick her up with style in a limousine and usually dropped her back in three hours or so. Lilia never divulged anything about her time out with these people. The only reference I have is the video which I keep watching whenever Lilia was out.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 66 |
dark3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/27/dark3.txt | I'm not a bad guy, really I'm not. Sometimes though, I have bad thoughts. It was like...if I saw an opportunity, if it just fell in my lap, then I couldn't pass it up. I still loved my wife then. Yes I know she treated me like crap, humiliated me in front of our friends, but I still loved her, I could not help it. My name is John Pressman, I'm kind of an average guy. Ok looking, not too dumb, a hard worker but not rich--average. Somehow though I landed a beauty. Susan Miler was almost a cliche. She was a blonde, blue eyed, big-titted, tight-assed cheerleader, and the Home Coming Queen. She looked a little like Jessica Simpson but she was no bimbo. Susan was one of the smartest girls in our school, and still a virgin at 18. I guess she thought I was funny, which got me a date, which got me a kiss. We were made for each other and the sparks flew. One night we were both drunk and she let me fuck her. The next morning she freaked out. She had always planned to save her virginity for the man she loved, for marriage. I told her that I loved her, and I guess she did not know what else to say, so she said, "I love you too John". We dated for well over a year. I think she was looking for an excuse to break up with me, but I never gave her one. Then it happened. "John, I did not get my period. I took the test...I'm pregnant. What the fuck am I going to do now, she wailed in despair and started sobbing hysterically. We were 19 years old, sophomores in college. I was not 100% sure, but I was raised to do the right thing. I held her in my arms and said, "I love you very much, I want to take care of you and our Baby. Susan will you please marry me?" She did not answer and kept right on crying. She looked miserable. "How could this happen, I can't have a baby, I just can't." But she was. Susan and I are both Catholic. So no abortions, no divorce. She dragged her feet for about a month, but finally we told our parents we were pregnant and getting married. We had the ceremony right away, before Susan was showing.I loved fucking my new wife. She was very conservative, but I did not care. For about three months I was very happy. Then it happened again.Susan had a miscarriage. I tried to be understanding, and considerate. But honestly I felt we had just dodged a bullet and so did she. My sex life changed. Susan almost never allowed me to touch her. When she did she insisted that I wear a condom, even though she was on the pill. "We need both John, condoms break sometimes, and the pill is only 98% effective. I'm not going through that again. I will graduate from college, and have a career." Every six weeks or so she let me have vanilla missionary sex. Hop on, get the fuck off, don't muss my hair, missionary sex. No oral, no anal, no doggie style I was not even allowed to lick her pussy or suck on those fat tits. Oh and she hated kissing me. That continued for almost 5 years. I loved her but... Puhleeeze.I guess that is why when the opportunity to cheat came along, I did not pass it up. For six months I fucked the Asst Mgr where I worked. A cute little slut who enjoyed hardcore anal. She let me tie her up, blindfold her, talk to her like a whore--it was amazing. Beth especially enjoyed rape fantasies. Not this fagot role-play stuff. She was hardcore serious about it. She scratched and clawed and fought back for real. You have not lived until you've grabbed a sexy little slut and butt fucked her while she's kicking and screaming. She wanted me to make it as realistic as possible. Usually I wore a ski mask, and/or blindfolded her. I'd disguise my voice and be as brutal as I could without really hurting her, I'd push her to her limit. Sometimes I'd tie her spread eagle and leave her there for 2 days with a vibrator shoved, snug up her cunt. I'd leave bread and water where she could reach it and wait until she pissed herself. Then I'd come in and fuck her in the piss puddle. Sadly all good things come to an end. "John I want to talk to you. A friend of mine saw you out with some brown haired little tramp. She said you were kissing her. Is it true, are you cheating on me?" I was so stunned I could not think straight. I could not look my wife in the eye, and I took too long to answer. My wife kicked me out of our bedroom and would barley talk to me. Sex was of course over. She would not listen to reason or apologies. She began telling our friends that I was a lousy lover with a small dick. I went a year without sex, I guess I felt guilty, and was hoping there was some way to save our marriage. Susan had graduated with honors and was hired by a conservative law firm. Her starting salary was $72,000 a year. I was making $28,000 managing a Dept store. I don't think she respected me very much, and it became clear she did not want or need me. I overheard her talking on the phone one day. "No I don't be believe in divorce...yes he did cheat on me... well I don't know, I guess you're right. Let me think about it." I was livid. My wife was considering divorce, after she kept me waiting, walking on eggshells and apologize for a YEAR! If she was going to divorce me she should have done so a year ago. Then it happened once again. I found the pictures and the plan came together. A friend asked to borrow my digital Camera. I noticed there were pictures in memory. I downloaded them and got the shock of my life. They were from our 2003 New Year's party. Susan and I had both gotten very drunk. I have very little recollection of what happened, I pretty much blacked out. Susan must have also. I vaguely remember saying she was pretty enough to be a fashion model. I had always wanted private photos of my beautiful wife, but she was too uptight and frigid for that. God bless 4 bottles of champagne and a six-pack of beer! I was looking on my digital camera and could not believe what I saw. Susan, my conservative, big titted wife was naked. Posing for the camera with a big old smile on her face. This was not playboy bullshit. It was graphic XXX Hustler. There were pics of her spread and pouting. Some were taken one handed while I tickled her cunt. She liked showing off her trimmed little pussy. My favorite though was her on her hands and knees. Susan was airtight. She had one beer bottle in her pussy, one in her mouth and one in her ass. Apparently when we ran out of memory, I had just shoved the camera in the drawer and blacked out. This was an opportunity. I had hardcore, naked pictures of Susan. Sure most people would have just enjoyed them, gotten a good laugh. But I'm not most people. I wanted to use them. Let's review. 1. Susan is a frigid bitch who has never satisfied me sexually. 2. She is conservative, religious and very private about sex. 3. Susan would lose her job if these photos got out, or at the very least hurt her precious career and be publicly humiliated. 4. I still loved her, and lusted after her amazing, luscious body. 5. I like rape.I realized these pictures gave me power--insurance. If she was divorcing me anyway...I might as well get one good long fuck from my wife before she goes. It's really pretty easy to rape somebody if they happen to live with you. I slipped two sleeping pills in her wine at dinner. Then I went in the living room and watched "My Big Fat Obnoxious Fiancee."In about a half hour Susan announced that she was going to bed. Now here is the best part. She almost always takes two sleeping pills before going to sleep. She would not be suspicious when she woke up groggy--she always did. The double dose + alcohol should ensure that Susan would sleep through her... I don't really know what to call it. After all I am her husband. No prosecutor in the world would try this as rape. I waited for 20 minutes and then went in to fuck-rape-make love to my wife. She looked so beautiful, so peaceful. Susan was wearing a pink flannel gown. You know the sexy kind that makes you just wanna rip the fucker off and stick your cock into her? Well that's what I was going to do, that's just what I was going to do to my hot little frigid wife. There was nothing she could do to stop me. I set up the camcorder, and had the digital camera nearby for later. I would always remember tonight. Then I took my clothes off and crawled into bed with Susan. I turned on all the lights, I wanted to see her clearly. For the first fuck, I decided to pound Susan, to be as cruel as I could--just to get it out of the way. I did not even take her gown off, I just pulled it up. Then I slid her granny-sears specials off and spread her legs apart. "If you had been a better wife I would have lubed you, but you deserve it dry bitch," I said as I began forcing my cock into her pussy. It felt wonderful. One thrust, two fuck, three slams and I was in. It felt so good...until Susan woke up and started screaming. "What the Fuck are you doing, JOHN! Get off of me, you're raping me?! That's it, that's the last straw, you sick bastard." My mind was spinning, how could she be awake after taking 4 sleeping pills? Then I looked at the nightstand. She had drunk less than half a glass of the wine. (I later discovered that the drugged wine she did drink made her sleepy enough that she decided she did not need her regular pills. So instead of taking 4 pills she only took 1 with half of the alcohol I intended. I was stunned, I pulled out of my wife and got out of bed. I nearly tripped over the camcorder. Then I remembered the pictures--my insurance. There was a way I could salvage this, a way I could WIN. I raced out of the room with her screaming and cursing at me and got the manila envelope that had her pictures. I came back into the room and hopped back into bed with my wife. I was still naked and gave her a long wet kiss. She was sputtering and stammering as she tried to back away. "Susan I need a chance to explain. Please shut the fuck up and look at these pictures." I just handed her the envelope. It was addressed to her law firm. At first she was just looking at me with pure loathing. Then her eyes dipped and she recognized the address. Slowly, finally she focused on the pictures. Susan's eyes glazed over in shock as she looked at 23, lewd and in some cases obscene pictures of herself. "How, where did you get these...why is it addressed to my firm?! They can't be real, I would never do something like this." She knew she was in trouble, any dreams she had of becoming a partner would be over. You can't recover from something like this. Especially if you are a woman in an all boys club. She was shaking, from anger yes, but also from fear. Susan is a smart girl and was beginning to figure things out. "What are you going to do with these pictures John. What do you want?" "Susan let me assure you the pictures are real. It should be quite easy to authenticate them. Frankly I'm quite disgusted and outraged that my wife, you still are my wife no matter what your plans are, could pose this way. Beer bottles up your ASS? I plan to release them to the local paper, your parents, church, friends, and of course your law firm. I will post them on the web so everyone can see what a filthy little whore you really are. I believe it is my civic duty." Susan was seething, she is also a lawyer. "This is Blackmail and Coercion, it is a crime--believe me I will prosecute you for this. I'll see you in Jail." I was ready for her. "Susan I am not blackmailing you, I am not trying to force you to do something. I'm not even going to tell you what I want, IF I want anything. All I am saying that the way I feel right now is that I will release this truthful information about you. I wanted to warn you, so it did not catch you by surprise that would be unfair. If you choose on your own to try to convince me not to do this...I'll listen. As far as Coercion, you know I would never threaten you with bodily harm, and you have every opportunity to walk out that door if you want. It's all up to you." You could see Susan was trying to find a way out, a way to trick me. She was smarter than I was and we both knew it. Given time she might be able to get out of this. "Tell you what honey, why don't you take some time to think it over. I plan to send the pictures out tomorrow. If you want to talk more come to my room tonight. Oh and Susie, wear something nice," I stood up, tousled her hair, and left. She made me wait for 45 minutes (She'd pay for that). The last time I was at the Dr. I had asked for a free sample of Viagra. I had been hoping for a special night of reconciliation with my wife. It had been so long, I wanted it to last forever, I wanted to make sure I satisfied her, "Lousy lover my ass!" Turns out I had not needed the sample, until now. She was wearing a black silk negligee that I bought on our honeymoon. It had a mesh pattern and you could see her nipples peeking through. "Have a seat baby, no right here in my lap, I want to hold you for a little while. Let's talk." I had never felt so clear headed, I was going to get everything I wanted. This was better than a drugged manikin fuck. It was even better than a rape. Susan was going to agree to have sex with her husband. There was no risk to me at all. "John I did what you asked, I can't let you send those pictures out. What do I have to do to convince you not to send them? My sexy little lawyer was so smart. But tonight I was smarter. "Susan I can't think of anything that you can do, I consider this my civic duty. I've missed you so much baby, it's been over a year. I want to make love to you, I want it to be better than it ever was before. We can talk about those nasty photos after we have made love a few times." Susan had been trying to trick me into admitting to a sex for pictures arrangement. Hell for al I know she had the micro recorder she used for work on her(or IN her) somewhere. That had failed. We both knew what it would take (ok I knew, she only thought she did. Heh.) "Fine, I'll do it. You can have me. I hope you're happy. You disgust me."The tears began to trickle down my wife's face. Susan's hands were shaking and to be honest so were mine. I planned to fuck my frigid little wife apart. I wanted to fuck her sure, but I really wanted to rape her. I wanted to dominate the slut, and teach her a lesson. I remember thinking, "Every man should feel this way at least once in his life. Powerful, in complete control. Secure in the knowledge that his cock will take the woman he wants completely." I wrapped my arms around her tight and let her feel my erection. Then I whispered in her ear, "Strip bitch, I want to fuck you now." I felt myself getting hard. Susan was too slow, so I decided to help her. I grabbed the flimsy material and simply ripped it apart. She was wearing matching panties..."RRRRIPP" When those 36D were exposed and heaving I was in heaven. I hoped the pinhole video cameras I had secreted around the room were catching this! Every fucking thing she denied me when we were married, I would have. I looked down at poor, naked, crying Susan and smiled. They say the only thing an experienced prostitute won't do is kiss you on the mouth. It is too invasive, too personal. I had always wanted the simple pleasure of licking this pussy. To spread my wife open and play with her, molest her until she screamed my name. But Nooo! My prudish, frigid, snow queen of a wife could never surrender herself to me like that. Well she would tonight, by god she would. I pushed her naked ass and sent her flying with a hard shove onto the bed. Then I pounced on top of her and forced her legs open. It was cute to see her struggle, to watch her sneer of revulsion as I began to kiss her. I covered my wife, pinned her to the bed beneath me and enjoyed a slow insistent kiss. I would not let her catch her breath as I sucked her tongue. I did not time it but It felt like about 20 minutes. The whole time my rock hard cock was bouncing around outside her cuntal gate, leaking precum, and asking permission to enter. For the first few minutes she struggled. Her mouth and brain had said yes, but her body could not help screaming, "No!" I chuckled at that. It had been so long since I had been allowed to kiss my wife the way I wanted to. "Tell me what you want to do next--oral, anal, or vaginal." Susan just groaned when she heard the choices I was giving her. "Please John, I'm begging you PLEASE do not do this, don't rape me!" I leaned in close and whispered, "I'm not raping you, you said yes to this. Right, oral it is." I grabbed my wife's hips and butt and lifted them off the bed to my mouth. I could smell her from about a foot away. She wasn't wet but there was still a warm pussy scent wafting up to greet me. I simply went insane, I devoured her vagina. Attacking it with my mouth and tongue and lips, and teeth. I nibbled and sucked and tongued my wife. I had never tasted her cunt before, her sweet red pussy had always been off limits. For the first time she knew, she absolutely knew that I was her master, that I could force her to cum--hard. She always had this smug, condescending superior look before, and I was some dirty sweaty thing who grunted and thrust and clutched at her. But not that night. That night my wife was a wild little whore who was getting her fresh, clean pussy sucked--and loving it. "What are you doing, please no I can't, I feel so funny. What's happening to me! Oh god, oh god, oh goddy, god-god! Whu, huhff, pufff, KEEEP DOING THAT!"So of course I stopped. It was too late. Susan wrapped her legs tight and grabbed the back of my head. Then she ground her pussy hard against my face and for about 20 seconds humped me until she came. She had a slick slime trail oozing out of her now."Jesus Susan, what a cheap slut you are. I had a smug look and a feeling of pride as I kissed my way up Susan's luscious body. I wanted her to taste her own pussy juice. I looked her in the eye as I sucked on her lower lip and slipped my tongue inside. She did not realize what she was tasting at first, but when she did she started thrashing her head from side to side and beating on my chest. It was futile, it was amazing."OK we both know a whore like you needs cock. Take my cock and suck me hard." Susan had never done that. She always said Oral sex was too gross. She was shocked by the way I was talking to her. I did not give a shit. "John, please it's bad enough that I am fucking you, that you put your mouth on me down there, don't make me do this too. Please I need the pictures but this is cruel. Please John, you loved me once. I'm your wife," she hissed.I just laughed and presented my fat cock to her face. Susan looked at me, her eyes pleading for mercy. Heh, stupid little bitch. "Suck it, you dirty slut!" I roared. Susan meekly began to swallow my meat. She didn't like it but what choice did she have? If her boss, family friends, co-workers, enemies got naked slutpics of her life would be over. At first I was somewhat gentle... but then something snapped. I grabbed the back of her head and locked it in place, then I slowly forced her to swallow my entire cock. There is a point, when your cock pops into a woman's throat--that makes you feel totally dominant. Her life was in my hands. She was on her knees, crying, naked, her mouth full of my cock, unable to breathe--perfect. Susan lay there gasping and coughing, the way a good little slut is prone to do. She finally accepted the inescapable truth, and decided to jack me off while licking and sucking the head of my cock.Silly bitch. Homey don't play that. "No Susan, don't use your hands. Just that sexy mouth of yours. Nice and slow, suck it baby, make it good for your man, suck me all the way down. Keep looking up at me, I want to see my beautiful little slut's eyes the whole time I fuck your face. I own you, I own this wet, tasty, mouth." She was a natural, gulping and slurping, licking and sucking me from the tip of my dick to the back of my balls. I could have held out a little longer, but I did not want to. I wanted to cum in my wife's mouth. Shit I had waited long enough. "Very good, here is your reward. DRINK MY SPUNK SLUT!" I bellowed as I grabbed her head and pulled her tight against my belly. I was fucking frantically down her throat as far and as fast, and as hard as I could. I shot load after fresh, ropey load of cream into my snobbish wife's mouth. Her eyes snapped open in disgust as she gulped my cum down. I made her clean me good. Thanks to the Viagra I was still rock hard. I knew my balls needed a few minutes to reload. I wanted to dump a full deposit in her pussy. So I decided to rape her ass first--to allow time to recharge. I flipped Susan on her stomach. She looked so sexy and submissive. It just made me want to spank her. I know it was wrong but I didn't just want to give her a few light smacks. I wanted to whip my wife, to hurt her. I'm not proud of it, I know it is wrong to hit a woman. I'm just being honest, you can't fault me for that. The more I looked at her sweet, round ass, the more I wanted to spank it, to tear into her juicy butt. I wanted to cup it, to maul her, to mark her as my slut.Let's face it: How many times does a man get a chance like this? How many times do you get to rape your wife legally, to treat the woman you love like a filthy whore? I just had to take full advantage. At first I lightly smacked her ass, just warming her a little, tuning her fine, anal instrument. Her cheeks had a soft rosy bloom that seemed to glow naturally. Slowly the smacks became harder, and more frequent. Susan was begging me to stop. "John, you're hurting me--OWWW! That HURT. What are you doing?! " Susan asked in frustration as the tears welled up in her eyes and in her voice. Then something told me to stick a finger deep inside of her ass. She was shaking wildly, trying to throw herself on the floor. I spanked her with my left hand, and fingered her with my right. Then I straddled her thighs to keep her still. "Are you going to be good? Are you gonna be my good buttercup angel? You've been (SMACK) so bad. I've waited (WHAP) and tried to be (POUND) patient. Are you finally ready to be my good slut? You probably enjoy this, go on tell daddy how much you like being spanked (SMACK!!) and how sorry you are." Something snapped inside Susan, her brain just turned off. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. You're killing me, do you want to kill me? Please master, I'll be good, I'll be your good girl forever, " She cried and the snot dripped down her nose. For the next few minutes I licked her tears slowly and scooped fingerfuls of my wife's snot and fed it to her. I tasted it first to show her how good it was."Lick it all up Susan, suck it down baby. Your snot tastes sweet little one, salty and sweet. Eat IT!" I said as she shyly sucked my fingers clean.Then I began kissing Susan again. "I love you baby, I want you to enjoy this. I don't really want to hurt you. I just have to teach you some respect before I can make gentle love the way we both want. I'm sorry baby this is going to hurt me more than it does you. I have to take your ass now. Be my good girl and relax, don't you dare fight me. " There is something special, almost sacred about raping a virgin ass.She was so scared, so humble. Her voice had a helpless, respectful quality that I loved. "John my god you can't please, my god please don't do this. I love you, I still love you. Don't hurt me this way, don't treat me like a filthy whore. This will destroy ME! AW God you're gonna do it aren't you, you hate me that much? Alright then, but don't hurt me, if you have to do it be gentle--please John I'm so scared."Susan was shaking, trembling and heaving beneath me. I grabbed her ass in both hands and ripped her cheeks apart. Then I stuck my index and middle fingers right up her ass. I wanted it to hurt a little, I tried to make her shriek. I succeeded. "So tight baby, I love your ass, so warm and tight. Can you feel me? I'm almost ready to rip you open. You think, uh, this hurts? This is nothing slut. You made me wait so long for this beautiful ass. It looks so good. You enjoyed teasing me didn't you whore. Mmmm I bet your ass smells nice too. Let me see baby... oh Susan, oh Susan you ass smells so sweet little one. I bet you taste good too. I need to lube you up anyway. Let daddy have a taste of you. Do you want me to lick you baby? If you don't want it dry, you better beg me like the dirty slut we both know you are. What's it gonna be, wet or dry?" I bellowed at the pathetic woman beneath me."That's so nasty, you want to smell me? Lick me? John you can't be serious...oh my god you are. I can't take it dry, you'll rip me. Do you understand, you'll tear me open if you do that. Please John, please use something, lotion, hand cream--something. No? Sigh ok. OK you win. John will you please lick my ass? Please don't hurt me daddy. Please lick my butt," my proud wife said in between sobs and gasps of utter shame and despair.Have you ever had a perfect moment? You know the kind where it gets quiet and time seems to slow down? The kind that you will remember for the rest of your life, that you want to recall in your most private moments? Well that was mine.I know something had snapped inside of me, I know that. It scared me a little, cuz I didn't know how far I was willing to go. I didn't know how I was going to stop myself from doing something really bad to my wife. As I lowered my mouth to her ass I decided to just enjoy the moment. I was so gentle with Susan, so grateful for the gift she was giving me. Yes I would want a salty rape in a few minutes, but first I wanted to make her happy by tenderly lubing, licking and caressing her ass. I made sure there was plenty of spit and slobber for her comfort. "It's time baby, I love you so much. Are you ready? I won't lie to you this is going to hurt. You can try relaxing if you want...but it's still going to hurt you pretty bad. If it makes you feel any better, I want you to know that you are making your husband very happy tonight. Just think how good you will feel when I give you back all of those pictures. I will baby, I promise to god I will give them all back if you're a good wife. Please your man Susan, just focus on me."I slowly slid my cock into my wife's well-lubed, thoroughly fingered asshole. The deeper I went the warmer she was. I remember thinking a mantra of, "I got you, I got you now, I got your ass now! Who is in charge now?!" Susan was sweating like a slut in heat. I grabbed a hunk of her hair and began to fuck her with short brutal thrusts. I wanted to make her scream, I wanted to rip that from her throat. But she never did. She just panted and gasped, groaned and cried, sobbed and whimpered like a broken thing. I can't be sure but I think I enjoyed that even more. "Oh god, help me. Please, please don't, uh, don't puff do this. Stop it, stop it, oh god stop it, " she moaned sexily to me. I felt my cum begin to cook and boil and bubble up inside. I thrust myself into her harder, faster, and savagely pulled back on her hair with one hand. I reached around and squeezed her right breast hard with my other. Then I grabbed her hips like handles and slammed her back to meet my frenzied bangings. "I OWN YOU, I OWN THIS ASS, IT'S MINEMINEMINE. Take my cock, take my fat dick up, up, way up your ass. No!! Not yet, I can't cum yet" I said as I pulled my cock out with a wet plop.I was so scared I would cum,, I wanted to...but I needed a full load for her cunt. I wanted her nice and spermy. I had to cool down. The way I felt right then, I'd spew my cream within 10 seconds of entering her. I wanted to make it last. I knew what I needed. More pics. I cuddled with her, clutching her tits, licking her ear and kissing her neck. "Susan you're doing very well. So good little baby. Now I have to ask you to do something very difficult. I want to take some private pics of you. I want to pose you, to spread you wide and film you. Every nook, every cranny, every inch of your flesh belongs to me, and I want it on film. Forever." "John are you crazy, are you fucking insane?! I can't do that. You can't ask me to give you MORE pics. Why do you think I let you rape me--so I could get those pictures back, not give you even more.""Susan it is up to you, you know I would never force you to do something that makes you uncomfortable. I was just thinking if I had private love pics of you then your other pics would not seem so disgusting. I mean, it would be hypocritical of me to expose one set of naked pics, and enjoy another one. But I want to meet you half way. If you really insist, we can delete the second set when we are done. I really just want to pose you, to order you around while I film you. I'll have the experience forever in my mind." Susan could not believe that she was doing this, but she really had no choice. By comparison it seemed minor. After I beat and raped her ass, posing for pics that I would delete, did not seem too bad. But it sure was fun. Being able to order Susan, to command her to expose her self to me was intoxicating. "Susan spread your legs, pout for me, open your ass, put my hand in your pussy, suck your tits...good, hold still, good girl. Get on all fours, bark like a dog, now roll over. Put all four paws in the air. Don't get pissed, sheesh! I was just kidding."I was hard again, I was ready to take what belonged to me. To complete my domination of Susan--to claim my wife. "Baby you know what comes next. I've eaten your pussy, fucked your mouth, spanked your ass, and ripped your butt. It's time baby, I want that pussy, that sweet, wet pussy is mine, and I will have it. No condoms, and I'm going to cum inside of you, I'm gonna flood your cunt with my sticky spunk-sperm." Susan's eyes got wide, she was terrified. This was the thing she feared most. That one mistake when she was nineteen had ruined her life. We both know she never would have married me if she had not gotten pregnant.Susan was a devout Catholic, but she was glad when our baby died. All her dreams, her plans for the future had almost been ruined. College, law school, high powered career--all that had almost disappeared. But somehow she dodged the bullet, she got a second chance. It was even worse now because she was so close to getting everything she wanted. It wasn't just a far away dream anymore it was imminent. Even during the best of times my wife rarely had sex with me. She was on the pill AND I had to wear a condom with spermicide. After I cheated on her sex was gone from our lives, it was the perfect excuse for a woman who never loved me. "John you've done some horrible, hateful, vile and disgusting things to me tonight. I won't ever forgive you. I can't. But John you know I can't have unprotected sex, you know it. I, I stopped taking the pill. We weren't having sex... so I figured why bother." I bent down and kissed her mouth. At first she was unresponsive but then she decided to be nice to me. I pinned my wife and played with her nipples as I slowly sucked her tongue. "Get me hard baby, get me hard the way you want me. Play with it. I want you to know that I'm going to fuck you Susan, I hope to god I make you pregnant. I want this belly fat and full with my child. I want these tits to swell with sweet milk, so I can drink from you any time I'm thirsty." I kept looking her in the eye while I lined my cock up to fuck her cunt. She was whispering, "No," and shaking her head when I entered her. Her pussy did not want to let me in. I had to fight for every inch. Finally her warm vagina snapped snug around me and I just rested in my wife. I kissed her tenderly and fondled her breasts for a long time. I then started a tentative fucking motion, and began to play with her clit. "You are going to cum for me, cum all over my cock Susan. Cum for me while I make my son inside of you." Susan's pussy was slow to respond. At first I could feel nothing. Slowly I realized she was juicing up, a silky, slippery wetness greeted me. Then it happened, her pussy began to contract around me. I kept sucking her tits and rubbing her clit. "OH?! Oh god, oh..." she exclaimed as she began to cum for her husband. That was the final straw. "Susan I'm cumming too. I'm cumming inside of you... feeelsooogood, so fucking good!! ARRRGH!" Susan looked as if she had been struck hard in the gut. I made her stay in bed with her legs in the air for 10 minutes. Then I kissed her goodnight and told her thanks. EPILOGUE This all happened a little over seven months ago. I did give Susan the 1st set of pics back, and deleted the second set in front of her. What she didn't know is that I later retrieved them from my wastebasket. Heh. Of course Susan wanted an immediate divorce. I did not fight it. You should have seen the look on her face when the judge ordered her to pay ME alimony for one year. After all she was making almost 3 times what I was. I also got half of her 401K, ESPP and IRAs when they matured. I saved money sure, but Susan was a penny pincher, 60% of her check went in the bank. We had over $50,000 in our account plus the house. I got half. Heh-Heh. I ran into Susan yesterday, I guess that's what got me to thinking about all of this, and made me write it down. I was sitting at Applebee's when I saw her walk in. I got up and joined her at her table. "Hey Susan, how're you doing, you look nice and sexy." She flashed me a cold cutting look that I had seen a thousand times before. "Now don't be mad just because I paid you a compliment, I don't want to fight. Susan we were together for seven years, we will always be in each other's lives in one way or another. I know you are still a little miffed at me, but one day you will realize it was all for the best. Every cloud has a silver lining. Do you mind?" I asked her. Susan rolled her eyes and said, "I can't very well stop you." I reached down and put my hands on her sweet belly, that was fat and full with my child. I could not help looking at those breasts, full of the milk that I had made. I had the pictures, I had the video. I had heard she was up for Partner at her firm. I was so proud of her, she was the youngest person they had ever considered. Susan had made them millions of dollars. Of course it was still a long shot. There were plenty of older, stable people ahead of her. Getting pregnant had not helped. Any hint of a scandal would sink her.Heh-heh-heh.She could not allow the second set of slutpics to get out. We would make another deal. Soon I would eat her, milk her. She was mine, for as long as I wanted her. Soon I would claim my little girl.Again. EndAuthor's NoteI realized last week that Valentine's Day was coming up. I have done a Thanksgiving story, and a Christmas series. Goofy romantic that I am, I wanted to try and write a tender love story for Valentine's Day. I hope you enjoyed it.(Sigh..) I better mention this or I will get a ton of mail. I want to apologize for having John try to drug his wife. That was wrong and very dangerous. You should never mix alcohol with drugs. I'm sorry. Oh shit I just realize that I also had a teenager having unprotected sex too! Oh god and they were drinking. I don't know what is wrong with me. I made a couple of references to Rape. I want every one to know I am not serious. We all know, no means no. Even when she says yes under duress.Finally a Reader of a previous story shared that it was bad to have anal sex, before having pussy sex. It is unhealthy. I can't lie, I knew that...I just did not care.Um you know why, right? "C'mon say it, SAY IT!""It's just a fucking story!!"You've made me very happy. There now I can rest easy.Happy Valentine's Day,Jaz ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 27 |
roulette4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/67/roulette4.txt | The Third HurdleTHURSDAY NIGHTLauren,Ready for you last hurdle? One more and you will get access to my netbook and will be able to delete any and all files. On Friday night, you will go to the Emerson Hotel on Michigan Avenue at 11:30 pm. You will come to room 3041. Requirements for this night are: 1. Your pussy must still be shaved 2. You will wear the lingerie you had on for our last meeting.It's time you returned the favor from your lesbian college experience. Be ready.Happy times!Glen sent out the email with a mixture of satisfaction and regret. It had been a fun two weeks with his hot, 22 year-old sister-in-law doing his bidding. He had felt he had needed to keep the hurdles within days of each other to keep her off balance. Lauren's email came an hour later.I can't see Leslie agreeing to this, but I will be there at 11:30. You better keep your own promise.Glen felt a stirring in his crotch at her immediate acceptance and began to plan for Friday. He wanted the night to be perfect and it would take a bit of planning.FRIDAY NIGHTNervously Glen paced the living room of the hotel suite. He glanced out the window and looked at the Chicago night time skyline. Would this actually work? He glanced at his watch. 11:35. He looked towards the closed bedroom door. How long to wait? Where was Lauren?He was just about head back into the bedroom when he heard a soft knock on the door. Finally!He peeked through the peephole and there was Lauren, glancing nervously from side to side. He opened the door and ushered her in. She had on a tight, silver dress. It went up to her neck, but showed off her curves and body to great effect. Shame it had to come off."Sorry I-"Glen placed an index finger over her lips. "Shhhhh... no talking."Lauren gave him a quizzical look but quickly nodded. He took arms and raised them over her head. He then grabbed the hem of her dressed and yanked it off of her. She began to protest but then remembered his edict and merely ducked her head to help Glen get it off of her. As she stepped back, out of the dress, Glen took a moment to take in his beautiful sister-in-law. Her brunette hair was slightly messed but that only added to the effect. She was dressed in the black lingerie from the second hurdle. The top wrapped around her neck, collar-like, before cascading over each breast. The matching panties were see through and he was pleased to see her pussy was free of any hair. Her well shaped legs were sheathed in black thigh highs.Unlike the previous time, she did not hunch or try and to hide herself. Instead she merely stood there, gaze averted to the ground, but shoulders back and almost confident. He grabbed her hand and led her towards the bedroom door."Remember, no talking."Glen waited for her nod of assent. He kept a hand on the small of her back and opened the door. Lauren gasped and would have stepped back if Glen hadn't kept her in place. Sprawled on the bed was a blonde woman dressed in matching lingerie but in red. She was tied to the headboard and blindfolded.But none of this is what caused Lauren's reaction. On the bed was Glen's wife, Kim, and Lauren's older sister.48 HOURS BEFORE"I made reservations at the steak house at 7:30 hun." Kim came up and put her arms around her husband's waist. "I was thinking of maybe getting a room at a hotel and making a night of it. What do you think?"Kim smiled. "That sounds nice... Anything else? I can't think of anything to get you for your birthday. You have your Wii and blue ray. My sister has been no help. She's barely been returning my calls. My dad says cigars but I know you don't really like them.""Well...""Are you blushing?" Kim playfully poked him. "What naughty things are you thinking of?""I don't want to piss you off..." Glen felt his pulse race."Hun, you know I feel guilty about neglecting you lately." She gave his chin a quick peck. "Work will calm down soon enough. But let's use this opportunity for me to make it up to you.""I'd love to see you..." Glen barely thought it possible but decided the worst she could say is no. "I'd love to see you with a woman."Kim looked at him open mouthed. She took a step back and shook her head. "I'm sorry but that just doesn't turn me on. I'm 100% hetero."Glen had thought she might say that and gave her his best argument. "Remember when I blindfolded you?" At her nod, he continued on. "It turned you on so much. I've never seen you cum so hard. I thought, maybe put you in the same situation and have the woman go down on you."Kim shook her head. "You are going to find a woman who will go down on me? With no payback from me?" She laughed. "You really think you will find a woman to do that?" She laughed again, gave Glen another peck, and started to walk back to the kitchen. She looked back at her husband and her expression softened. "I think you'll come up empty, but if you do find a woman, I'll let her go down on me."She turned the corner and then peeked back. "You better get me drunk."FRIDAY NIGHTLauren was shaking her head, still pressing back against Glen's hand."You find me a woman?" Kim called out, a drunken smile spreading out across her face. She opened her legs wider, clearly showing that between her two lace clad thighs there was no panties and only neatly trimmed brown bush.Glen leaned into Lauren's ear. "This is the last hurdle... after this you are free.""I thought " His sister-in-law began to whisper but then shot a frightened look towards her older sister. Silently she mouthed, "I can't."Glen nodded and pointed at the drunk, sprawled sister.A look of agony crossed Lauren's face and tears began to well up.Glen took her over to his netbook. He had the video of her dancing naked in a split screen with her face clearly shown. Then he pulled up his email account and pointed to the addresses. Lauren saw her parents' email, her uncles and aunts addresses, even her co-workers. She froze.Taking advantage of Lauren's hesitation, Glen walked her toward the bed."I can hear you...." Kim giggled, her breasts jiggling just under the red silk. "I am ready for your 'woman.'"Glen ushered Lauren onto the bed and took a step back. His sister-in-law, on all fours, just in front of his wife's lewd display."I feel you on the bed!" Kim closed her legs and a big pout sprouted on her lips. "What's taking so long?"Lauren looked over at Glen with a silent plea. He shook his head and pointed.She turned back and grabbed her sister's knees. She tried to pry them apart, but now Kim was putting up a mock battle. She kept her legs shut as Lauren pulled harder. Suddenly, Kim gave away and the force of Lauren's effort nearly caused her to fall back. But she clutched at Kim's thighs.Slowly, she began to kiss down her sister's thigh, almost as if she was giving Kim time to pull away. Instead, Kim thrust her hips forward. Lauren hovered just over her sister's pussy and then tentatively put her tongue out."I feel your tongue..." Kim giggled and thrust her hips up again mashing her pussy against Lauren's face.Glen watched as his sister-in-law didn't pull away but let the motion guide her tongue into the gash. He moved over to get a better view. He couldn't believe the sight! The 22 year-old moved back up the other thigh.Kim cooed and then said, "Why don't you kiss me Glen? Kiss me while your 'woman' licks my pussy."Glen walked around to the front of the bed. He saw Lauren tracking his progress as she continued to kiss around her older sister's pussy. Glen leaned over and kissed his wife. She stiffened in surprise!"What?" For a moment, Kim strained against the rope binding her wrists. "I thought this was just going to be you pretending!"Glen chuckled. "No, there's a woman between your legs right now." He reached over and grabbed the back of Lauren's head. He pushed her face into his wife's crotch."She must love pussy if she'll lick me without anything in return." Glen was pleased to hear Kim's voice warm to the idea. She no longer struggled against the rope, instead a flush began to warm her face. Glen saw his wife grinding her hips up against her sister's face. He saw a flash of a tongue and knew that Lauren was truly licking her sister.Glen gave his wife a passionate kiss, he felt his own cock responding. Finally he broke the kiss. He wanted to see this. His wife seemed disappointed when he backed away, but then gasped slightly from Lauren's ministrations.All hesitation from Lauren's actions were gone as now she moved with purpose. Her tongue kept a steady rhythm upon Kim's clit and the younger sister was moving a finger in and out as well. Clearly she had decided that making her sister cum was the fastest way for her to get out of this situation. Gene saw his wife's nipples begin to harden and knew that she would cum soon. Lauren continued her licking, meeting his wife's hips as she ground against her lips.Glen move around behind Lauren, her fine ass wiggled in the air from her effort. He began to slip off her panties causing Lauren to turn around in confusion. She shook her head, but Glen merely arched an eye brow and glanced at his netbook. Meekly, Lauren lifted each leg to let him take off her panties.Kim assumed the woman was teasing her as her building orgasm began to subside. She groaned in frustration. "Please! Your tongue feels so good!"Lauren realized her sister's body had lost the momentum towards climax and resumed moving her finger in and out of her sister. With one last glance at Glen, she moved back down to continue her licking, her ass sticking out in the air. He began to caress her ass, torn. He knew he couldn't fuck her as his wife would definitely feel that. His fingers moved to Lauren's shaved pussy. It was wet! He dipped a finger in easily, her passage hot, wet, and tight. Just over her ass, Glen could see his wife starting to move her head back forth and she began to moan. Normally his wife was very quiet during sex, but this whole scenario had clearly gone to Kim's core. She aggressively gyrated her hips to meet Lauren's every lick.Glen continued to caress Lauren, not really trying to get her off, merely reveling in the knowledge that Lauren was getting turned on eating out her sister."Oh hun!" Kim gasped. "I'm going to cum soon!"Lauren's head increased her tempo."Come hold my hand hun! Quick!"Glen moved around to the top of the bed and grasped one of Kim's hands. He kissed her and she returned it with animalistic desire. He thought her teeth drew blood as she latched onto his bottom lip and groaned again."Yes....""Yes!""YES"Kim's hips pitched against Lauren's face and her whole body froze and then shivered. Slowly her hips moved back to the bed, leaving the younger sister's face glistening with her juices. Lauren watched her sister's blindfolded face try to slow her own breathing. Lauren moved back down and kissed her sister's pussy... her belly button... her ribs... she kissed each of Kim's nipples before moving back off the bed and stood up.Kim's body was limp and she whispered, "Thank you."Glen moved back to his netbook and Lauren was quick to follow. He closed out of the email program and began to shut it down. As they waited for the computer to turn off, Kim called out, "Glen?"He turned, smiling at his wife absolutely stunning tied up and flushed from pleasure. "Yes Kim?""I want to thank the woman who went down on me. She was soooo good." Glen and Lauren exchanged looks of alarm and he stuttered to think of an excuse.But Kim had other ideas. "If she doesn't mind an amateur, I'd like to lick her in return."Glen's jaw dropped. He turned back to Lauren surprised to see a radiant smile spread across her face. When she saw him looking, she tried to downplay it, but Glen grabbed her hand and led her back to the bed.Lauren stepped up onto the bed so she was standing over her sister. For a long moment, she stood there staring at Kim. Glen was almost worried that she was going to confess right there. But instead took a couple steps until there was a stockinged feet on either side of Kim's face. Then she slowly lowered her pussy onto Kim's willing mouth. She was considerate of her sister and kept the weight on her own knees. Glen could see his wife's tongue slowly penetrate her sister's pussy. It trailed along one lip of the opening then down the other. She turned her head as far as Lauren's thighs allowed."She's wearing stockings too? I can feel them against my cheek..." Her commentary ended as she kissed her way up one thigh, playfully stopping before she hit Lauren's labia and then down the other leg. She snaked out her tongue into her sister's pussy, licking her slit, gauging the taste and then again stopped. This time her mouth moved forward."Is her pussy shaved hun?""Yes Kim.""She really is a hot slut. I can feel her heat from pussy." Kim gave a few more licks. "Fuck me while I eat her out Glen. I am so horny, I need you inside of me."No sooner had the words left her mouth and Glen had dropped his pants and angled her body so he could remain standing against the side of the bed. He then grabbed her legs, lined up his cock, and sank into her dripping wet hole. Kim moaned sending delightful shivers of pleasure up Lauren's body.The younger sister let more of her weight fall against her sister's mouth and her hips began to buck back and forth. Glen saw Lauren biting her lower lip in an effort to keep quiet. He knew how vocal she usually was and saw her fight the moans welling up within her chest. Her eyes locked on to the spectacle of Glen fucking Kim. He thrust deeper and faster, spurred on by the taboo audience. It felt so good to be in his wife, the months of excuses washed away in the sublime moment. Lauren had put her hands on Kim's breasts now, playing gently with her nipples. Glen reach forward and sharply tweaked Lauren's left nipple. She did gasp then breaking through her silence, but she did not pull away. Instead she arched her back bring her chest closer to him. He continued his long strokes in and out of his wife. He grabbed on to her right nipple towards him. It stretched out painfully and she ground her crotch rougher against her sister's tongue.Glen looked down and saw Kim valiantly trying to keep up, but she didn't have use of her hands and could only continue to move her tongue against Lauren's clit. Suddenly, Glen saw her flick her tongue side to side rapidly. The effect on Lauren was electric. She squeezed Kim's head between her legs and her body began to shiver, reveling in the new sensations.Glen saw her mouth open and new she was about to scream. Quickly he grabbed both nipples and viciously pulled her towards him. He covered her mouth with his and kissed. He felt her whole body tremble and knew that an orgasm rocked her body. Her moans were muted by their kiss and their tongues intertwined. Glen realized that for all their activities the past two weeks, they had never before kissed.He felt a warmth engulf his cock a half second before Kim's pussy clenched around him. Lauren's orgasm had triggered her sister's. Glen released Lauren so he could focus completely on plunging in and out of his wife. His own orgasm built. He watched Lauren, spent, still straddling Kim's faceGlen came in an eruption of pleasure. "Oh Kim!"He kept still feeling himself spurt within her, reveling in the sensations that would all too soon slip away.Lauren carefully moved off Kim's face and made sure the blindfolded was still securely over her eyes. She tenderly touched a finger to her older sister's lips and then she got off the bed and looked for her underwear. Glen disengaged himself from his wife and went over to his netbook. He made sure it was shut down and turned to his sister-in-law. He motioned to the other room and she nodded. He then went over to his wife and whispered, "I'll be right back."He stepped into the living room and saw Lauren already had her dress back on. He handed her the netbook. "Just get it back to me by next week please. I do have other stuff on it."Lauren took the computer and gave him a long look. "This better be the only files Glen."Glen smiled reassuringly and walked her to the door. There was an awkward moment as they faced each other. Finally, Lauren gave a sheepish grin and gave her brother-in-law and blackmailer a quick hug. He watched her walk down the hall, still admiring her ass moving beneath that tight, silver dress.He closed the door and went back into the bedroom."Hey hun... you going to untie me?" Kim lifted up her bound wrists."Not just yet..." Glen went to where his briefcase sat on the desk. He flipped it open and made sure that the camera was still recording. The hard drive still had another hour of memory. The hard drive that held the five movies of Lauren. It was a risk to keep them, but he couldn't resist having this material at hand. He repositioned the camera a bit."I still want to play with you my sweet..." He moved back onto the bed and kissed his wife deeply as he began playing with her nipples. Kim purred and pushed her chest up to meet his touch."You are a naughty, naughty boy." Kim laughed. "I hope you enjoyed your birthday!"The EndLet me know what you think. [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 67 |
unsatisfiedwife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/29/unsatisfiedwife.txt | My husband (26) and I (23) live in central Florida. At the time I was 8 months pregnant and ready to drop. The extra estrogen in my blood stream sent my sex drive into overdrive. If I looked at a hot man my cunt became sopping wet. Unfortunately, my husband, with his 50+ hour a week job, couldnt keep up with me. I loved him and he was the only man I had been with but I needed more from him. I hit my peak one day with friends visiting. I excused myself to get the coffee for our guests and told my husband that I wanted his cock so bad I was ready to climb the walls then and there. Out of the view of our guests, he squeezed my massive milk filled D cup tits and passionately kissed me. He even lifted my dress and inserted his forefinger deep into my dripping pussy. I gripped the shelf while I panted in pleasure. My husband whispered one thing. "We finish this tonight." and excused himself with the coffee for our guests. We chatted with our friends all the while I couldnt stay focused on the conversation. I wanted to jump my husband and ride his cock until he made me scream. Finally, our guests left. I wondered if they knew that my snatch was leaking love juice down my leg. My husband jumped in bed while I prepared myself. I entered the room in my sheer white teddy. My long blonde hair down and my green eyes sparkling. I had done some modeling before I was pregnant and knew what men wanted to see. I was stunned to find out that he was asleep! I tried to rouse him but he argued with me that he was tired. We argued for a minute until he yelled, "Get the fuck away from me you fat cow!" and then he rolled over. Crushed, I went downstairs.I went out into our screened-in back porch where no one could see me in my teddy and cursed my husband's birth. Then I heard some voices. I saw two boys in the backyard at the end of my lawn near a wooded area. "Leave him here. He cant walk and we cant carry him." the first said. "No, hes still talking. We cant leave him here." the second boy insisted. The first piped up again. "Why not leave him here. He wont freeze to death or anything. Besides, thats his house next door. Do you want to wake up his parents and tell them hes drunk?" The second boy responded again. "I didnt know he lived there. Fuck him then. Let him sleep it off here." On that note the two boys left through the woods. I crept out of my house to see who they were talking about. I didnt want someone left in the woods. I approached and heard a familiar voice. Tommy, our 18 year old neighbor, was lying on his back in the grass. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as I approached. "Hey baby, you look hot," he slurred his words. I had forgotten I had my teddy on. Suddenly, I became very hot. I had a young stud on the ground that wanted me, even if he was drunk. I had never thought about him before but he was average looking and in ok shape. No one would see us unless more people came through the woods or my husband looked out the window. Both events were extremely unlikely. "You want me?" I asked as I knelt beside him and unbuckled and unzipped his pants. "Mmmmmm," was his only response. I pulled his pants and briefs down around his knees to reveal a flaccid dick that looked thicker than my husband's. I peeked around to make sure I had no witnesses and put his prick in my mouth. Within seconds he became full and rigid and he ended up being about 7.5 inches long and reasonably thick. About 2 inches bigger than my husband. I wasnt going to waste this opportunity. I climbed on top of my teen stud and straddled his fat pole. I reached back and inserted him into my slippery cunt while I put my other hand on his chest. I began rocking back and forth while I moaned with pleasure. This kid may be inexperienced, I thought, but he was filling me up. I thought he was out of it until he reached up and gave my titanic tits a healthy squeeze with both hands. I leaned back and my breathing grew shallow as I moaned with my first orgasm caused by riding a dick in months. Then finally Tommy began to piston in and out of me with some vigor. "Oh baby! Im going to cum!" he yelled as I tried to quiet him. Then he arched and I knew he was cumming in me.That made me wild and I had to stifle my moans as a second even more powerful orgasm overtook me.As our wild lust began to cool, I looked down at the boy beneath me. We were both panting for breath and I felt so very good, so sated. Then I quickly stood up and went into my house refreshed and slept next to my husband who was none the wiser. END |
cons.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/13/cons.txt | "You just don't give a damn, do you?" When Joan is mad, there's no stopping her. "Of course I do, I just don't think your getting kissed is such a tragedy, that's all." It wasn't just a kiss, it was like god damned oral rape, he shoved his tongue in my mouth, and grabbed my ass. He's s crude bastard, and you don't give a damn!" "No harm, no foul. Besides, I saw what happened. You were coming on to him, and you sure as hell hot weren't fighting him off very hard, either. I think you liked it, and I think you're protesting too much because you know I saw what happened. But you know, I'm wondering about something. Just before we came here, when I kissed you, you were very worried I'd wrinkle your dress."She was wearing one of those basic black mini dresses, the ones with a pretty neckline that was swooped low enough to be attractive without actually showing much cleavage, and short enough to expose her legs to mid thigh. "You didn't seem to worry too much about that when John was grabbing your ass." She was sputtering in anger. I think I'd hit the nail on the head. "I don't think you care if John mauls me, I don't think you care, not even a little bit." "If I thought you weren't enjoying the attention, I'd have stopped him, but face it, Joan, you weren't objecting, at least until you saw that I was watching. Hell, you're the one who followed him into the kitchen like that, anyhow." "What are you saying? That it doesn't matter what happens, if I don't object it's OK with you?" That was a challenge, and now I was mad, too. "Yeah. Yeah, that's it, it doesn't matter. Do what you want!" Being married a long time means you know where each other's buttons are, and no one said fighting had to be fair. Fifteen years of marriage was a long time, and I was in no mood to put up with Joan's idea that a strong offense is the best defense. I saw what I saw -- it was a hell of a lot more than a neighborly, "Hi, I'm happy to see you" bread and butter kiss. Well, it was John's house; we were his guests, along with two other couples. He'd recently broke up with his latest girlfriend, so I wasn't surprised that if it wore a skirt he was after it. At least the evening was about over. One of the other couples had just left and the other couple were making "We're gonna go" motions. Great. Joan and I could go home and continue our fight. What a way to end the evening. It would end in private, where the decibel level wouldn't be constrained by politeness. Soon enough, there were only the three of us left, finishing off our drinks in preparation for our departure. Then John spoke: "Joan told me you saw me kissing her, and that you weren't jealous. That's unusual for you, I remember you being the most possessive guy around."I was still pretty pissed off at her, and for that matter, at him. "Not any more. She can do whatever she wants. Besides, what I saw was a cooperative thing, it looked like consenting adults to me." John was standing behind Joan's chair at that moment. He looked at me. "Well, I was consenting, at least. I haven't held or kissed a woman since Nancy and I split up three months ago.""So you decided to hold and kiss my wife?" "Well, yeah, and I liked it a lot."Joan looked over her shoulder at him, and then at me, not sure what was going on. She didn't know if John and I were about to fight, or what. I was feeling a bit nasty. "Well, there's nothing there that'll wear out. Help yourself." If looks could kill, I'd have been Joan's victim right then and there."You really don't care what he does, is that it?" "Whatever turns you on, kid. Or him." Glib, I was not. "Whatever turns me on?" John asked, staring at me. "You heard me," I told him. Did you, reader, ever hear the expression "If you find yourself in a hole, stop digging?" John bent over -- he was still behind her chair -- until his lips were on her, where her neck meets her shoulder. It was as erotic as anything I had ever seen; Joan's face flushed, her mouth opened in surprise: well, so did mine, for that matter. That sight distracted my anger with her, and with him, for that matter, and my realization that at least one part of my body thought it was very, very erotic. John straightened up after a few seconds. "That turned me on, Pete. You objecting?" "Not me. Are you objecting, dear?" I was dripping sarcasm. Talk about me being juvenile! Her look was half defiant, half something else. "No." "Help yourself, John." My tone was challenging, almost daring him. And her. "I'd almost forgotten how nice it is to do things like this," John said as he bent over my wife again, his hands on her shoulders, until he was kissing at her neck again. Joan was still staring at me, her hands were gripping the armrests of the chair she was sitting in, but her head tilted a little, exposing more of her neck, making it easier for John to gain access."Very nice," John offered his evaluation of her neck. "Still not objecting, Pete? Still OK with you, Joan?" Joan's look at me conveyed something other than defiance, now. It was really a questioning look, an uncertain one. My own anger with her remained, but it was being overshadowed by the just plain arousal that was over taking me at what I was seeing. "Until Joan stops you, I say, 'go for it, John.' Do what you want." Digging my hole deeper and deeper, huh? But I was also getting harder and harder.So he did. He bent over Joan again, his lips at her ear! He may have whispered something, I'm not sure, but I am sure I saw a tongue touch an ear lobe. When that happened Joan jerked almost upright in her chair, almost as though she had been shocked. It was an incredibly intimate sight! "Are you going to tell John to stop, Pete?" she asked when he stood upright again. "No. Are you, Joan?" "It's up to you," she said, passing the buck, or offering a bigger shovel for the hole I was digging. I put my feet up on the hassock in front of my chair, crossed my hands in my lap, and leaned back. "I'm not stopping anything," I declared, fairly sure the erection I had was hidden by my ever so casual pose. "In fact this could be interesting to watch."John glanced at me, like Joan almost defiantly, then down at the woman sitting in front of him. He put his hands on her shoulders, began a gentle massaging of them. Joan was still sitting upright, stiff and rigid, sort of the way my cock was feeling, now that I think about it. His hands went from her neck to the inch wide straps of her dress, and back again, back and forth, his fingers almost touching around her neck, then tracing outwards, again and again. "Going to let him do that, Joan?" I asked. "Yes!" It was a defiant tone of voice. Defiant, and something else, too. A little bit afraid, a little unsure of herself? I wasn't sure, either, except that it was very arousing to see. "Getting off on that a little, John, doing that to her, with me right here?" "Yeah, I am, more than a little." "It looks like you're ready to, uh, what did we call that when we were kids -- like, you're ready to cop a feel?" Joan almost jerked when I said that. "What do you think, Joan? Do you think that's what he wants?" "I, I don't know." The defiance was gone now; she just didn't know what to make of what was going on. "The thought crossed my mind, sure," John knew what was going on, that's for sure. "She hasn't objected," I reminded him, "and neither have I. Go for it." The hands on her shoulders stopped their lateral movement. I waited expectantly, and saw the fingers on his right hand move forward, over her shoulder, and down, until they were just at the neckline of her dress. Joan was absolutely rigid in the chair, her eyes were wide, and her fingers were indenting the fabric of the chair's arms because she was holding them that tightly. His fingers were moving back and forth along that neckline, caressing her, but it surely wasn't relaxing either her, or me! "She hasn't objected a bit, John, what are you waiting for?" Was that a dare, or another shovelful of dirt out of my hole, deepening it more? The fingers on his right hand moved slowly across the dress's neck line, across her chest, under the dress now to the knuckles, moving down, over, towards her left breast. I watched her carefully as her mouth opened as though to protest, as she held onto the chair arms for dear life. I saw, though, some other clues. She was wearing a strapless bra, a sexy flimsy one, and a slip designed for such dresses, but neither of those garments, or the material of the dress itself were able to conceal the protrusions where her nipples were, where they were hardening. The lumps caused by his fingers moved still more, a couple of inches from the tip of her breast, then less than an inch, then finally his hand was over it, there was evidence of his fingers touching, rolling, teasing that sensitive organ, causing it and its mate to respond, causing me to respond, too. "Still not objecting, are you Joan? I know what he's doing, and you're just sitting there, letting him play with you." "It's up to you to tell him to stop," was her reply, her challenge to me. "That's not nearly enough for me to stop him, Joan." John looked from the top of her head to me, and back again. "I sure as hell don't want to stop. Was that an invitation to do more?" "Sure. Go for it, John." My hole was another shovelful deeper. Joan was silent, breathing through her mouth as she was being touched, caressed. I addressed my next words to her: "Right, Joan?" There was no answer -- that meant "yes" to John and to me. In a moment John withdrew his hand -- when he did Joan sagged back in the chair, relieved that it was over. It wasn't. "Lean forward, Joan," he said. She looked up and over at him quizzically. I understood, though, I understood very well. "Yeah, lean forward, Joan." She did, tentatively. John's hand was busy behind her, fumbling. "How does this dress work, Joan?" She looked up at me, startled. Now she understood. "Tell him Joan, tell him how to open it!" What was it Garth Brooks sung about? -- Something about burning bridges? "It's, uh, it's...." She was stammering. I helped. "John, it's some kind of a stupid fastener - you have to push the two parts together to unhook them, then there's a little zipper." He followed instructions well; I could see the tension in the dress's shoulder straps relieve itself, although I was feeling increasing tension in my crotch, and to be honest, in my own emotions, too. This was my wife he just unzipped. "Are you going to tell him to stop, Joan?" A small voice, with a vastly different tone, came out of her now. It was no longer angry, no longer pissed off. "It's up to you to tell him to stop, Pete, he'll stop if you tell him to." My anger was still right there, though, anger and lots of other emotions, emotions I had never confronted before. "Nope: you're the one who's going to have to say 'uncle'." "Never!" It was a contest of wills, now, the original fight forgotten. I stood up, went to her, and reached for her hands. She took mine, almost gratefully. She must have thought I copulated. I didn't. "You have to say stop, Joan, I'm not going to." She looked at me and shook her head no. I pulled her to her feet. It was a matter of pride, of ego. "Honey, you have to tell him," she said quietly. "Turn around!" was all I said.She did, facing John, who was still standing behind the sofa. I could see his pants were just as lumpy in the crotch as mine were. She stood there, and I looked down to see her bra strap and the start of her little black slip exposed where John lowered the zipper. I reached out toward the zipper, and she felt me do that, I could see she was expecting me to lift it, to end this. There was almost joy in her body language. Instead, I let my fingers trace up the exposed skin towards her neck. "Are you going to tell him he's gone far enough?" Ego, pride, eroticism, everything was mixed up. "No, Pete. You tell him. I think you started this, you should stop it." "Is this some kind of an ego thing with you two?" John asked. "Yeah, that, and some kind of dare, too," I told him. "Do you have a problem with that?" "Not at all, I like what's happening," he said: What a surprise. "Are you going to stop this?" Joan asked me, looking over her shoulder. "Are you going to zip me up now? Are you all talk?" She was dead wrong about who had to stop it. "If you don't tell him you've had enough," I assured her, "this is going to go on." "I won't!" It was almost as if the fight had become a dare. My fingers were on her shoulders, near her neck. "You're just not going to say uncle, are you?" I asked, hardly believing that we were both so prideful. "I won't." I moved my hands along her shoulders, to the straps of her dress. "I will not!" she said again. And I pushed at the straps, lifting them free of the slip, and out over the ends of her shoulders, and held them there. "You won't?" "I won't." Pride commeth before ... "Then lift up your arms!" "You wouldn't dare!" "Either tell us you've had enough, or lift up your arms." She did, raising them above her head. "Go ahead, I dare you," she told me. I reached down - it was a short dress -- found the lower hem, careful to avoid her slip, and lifted it, turning it inside out, hiding her face with it as her slip was exposed, then exposing her face, too, and pulling at it until it was off her body, off her hands, and free of her. And she stood there wearing bra, slip, pantyhose, heels. She was almost as concealed as before, but everything was different, just as everything is different between a woman in bra and panties instead of a two-piece bathing suit, or in a dressing gown instead of a dress. "You have the power to stop this," I reminded her. "So do you," was her reply. Neither of us was backing down. "You have the power, too, John," I said, maybe looking for a bridge not yet burned. "I may have the actual power, but not the will power, guys. You just go ahead and fight or dare or whatever, I'll play my part." I guess there never was a bridge there. Not many guys would say stop when they were watching what he was. "Shit," was the best I could come up with."Sounds like a concession," Joan said, almost victoriously. "Not quite." Her back was still to me. My hands found the clasp of her bra -- I knew it well, I had even fastened it for her earlier, it seemed days ago, we seemed to be here so long, and so much had been happening, and... I released the hooks; the ends moved apart, tension in the bra strap ended, and tension in the room increased. "Do that thing you do, Joan. Take it off from under your slip. Or, you could just say let's stop. Your choice." Joan looked at John, who was almost salivating. She was talking to me, though. "Want me to say 'let's stop,' Pete? Is that what you'd like?" John offered his opinion. "Hell, don't stop, Pete. I like what's happening, I'd like to see you take it further..." And before he could finish she reached to her cleavage and with a single pull, extracted her bra. I knew the slip was shear, but black enough so it was still covering her better than most bathing suits, but still... She held the bra out at arm's length, holding it by the short strap between its cups. "Want this, John?" she asked, and he almost leapt over the sofa to get his prize. Joan turned to me. God, she looked sexy. "Is the game over, Pete?" "Are you calling it off?" "No, you have to." "Then it's not over!" John was right behind her. I pushed her back the step or two it took to reach the sofa. She looked incredible, standing there. "Sit down," I commanded, and pushed at her shoulders to force her. She did, primly, knees together. Her slip was as good as a dress in providing optical concealment, but the message it sent was incredible. "Come over here, John." I had knelt in front of her. John did too, beside me. I took one of her ankles, lifted her foot, and pulled off a shoe. "Now you, John." John did the same thing to her other foot. Joan sat there, watching, her nylon-covered legs held together, looking partly frightened, partly defiant. "Now what, guys? Have you gone far enough?" "No," I told her, "not nearly far enough, unless you say so." "That's up to you to say." I turned to John. "Wanna stop?" "Hell no." "Me neither. Do this!" I put my hand on the outside of her calf. John changed his position, so he could do the same thing. "Now this." I let my fingers move up her leg, to her knee, to her thigh. John's hand disappeared under her slip at the same time mine did, and soon both our arms were under her slip to about her waist. The slip was pulled too tightly. "My side first, then yours, John." I had gripped the upper edge of her pantyhose, pulled at them, started them down, then withdrew my hand. I watched Joan's face when John's hand found what he was looking for, and he moved the down a couple of inches along her hip, too."Your choice, Joan. Either say 'stop', or lift up your hips." She never broke eye contact with me, she just put her feet squarely on the floor, and with her back against the sofa, lifted her hips off the sofa, "Do it, Pete, or say stop." That was another challenge, and I wasn't about to stop. My two hands moved up along those legs I've so often caressed, two hands on her hips, hips I often held, then fingers found the hem, and so help I couldn't help myself, I pulled at the pantyhose, and as my hands got to mid thigh, she sat back on the sofa and extended her legs, so that I could continue in one smooth motion, down her calves, and pulling, watched as the hose turned inside out, moved over her knee, and down, and off. She sat down again. I went back to the chair I had been sitting on, and looked at her, and at John standing next to the sofa. "John, I saw you messing around with Joan before. Are you man enough to do that now, here? You don't have to sneak around." I knew she was still mad at me, and too proud to call an end to this. John looked at me, and at her. He went to the side of the room and turned off a floor lamp, leaving the room lit only with a low wattage table lamp. It was sexier somehow, not quite as in-your-face clinical. And he sat beside Joan. Turned toward her. And in one smooth movement he moved her and himself so they were both prone on the sofa, her trapped between him and its back, being pressed there, being held, being kissed, being caressed there. I couldn't see well, so I walked over behind the sofa, and looked down at them, the two of them, in a tangle of arms.John, after the first kiss, reached down between them, I was sure to start fingering her, getting her ready, but I was wrong. He pulled at his belt, and his pants, until he had them open and unzipped. Then he pulled at her upper arm, and took her by the wrist, and moved that hand down between them. I saw as he put his fingers over hers, and pushed them under his short's waistband, and in a moment I knew she was touching his cock. His hand came out -- hers didn't. His hand moved between them again, brushing her slip, pulling at it, pulling the material taut because of the way they were laying on the sofa, and I watched as she moved a little, lifting a little, until her weight wasn't holding the slip anymore, and he could pull it up, exposing her hips to me, and her vagina to his hand. Her leg moved over his hip, opening herself to him, making access easier, and his hand moved there, and his fingers moved along her, until I could see his hand moving over her hip, and closer, then two fingers bend, and disappear. "Uncle?" I asked. Actions spoke louder. She was no longer stoking his cock. Instead that hand was pushing at his pants, trying to force them down. There was urgency in his actions now. He stopped fingering her, and instead lifted his hips, and pushed too, until his pants were at mid thigh, and his cock was exposed. Joan looked between them, looked at him, so ready, and looked up at me while she reached for, and held him. "Uncle?" she asked. "No!" I was NOT going to give in. She pushed at him, and rolled, so that he was on his back, and she was kneeling over him. Her slip fell back over her hips, but that no longer mattered. She moved over this guy who was fully clothed except from waist to mid thigh, moved over him the same way she moves over me, moved over him until she was straddling him, straddling his cock. She lifted herself up, supporting herself with her hands on his shoulders, flexing her back muscles, aligning herself while he held his cock, until its head was just at her lips, in fact pressing against them, in fact almost parting them, just barely visible because her slip had ridden up her thighs. She paused, and looked up at me, standing right beside her. "Uncle?" She was giving me one last chance. Instead I reached down, and put my hand on the small of her back, and pushed her down. And his cock was where only mine had been for 15 years. John slid his hands under her slip, held her by the hips, and lifted her, and pulled her down, he moved in counter time, as he drove into her, as she moved on her own, still supporting herself with her arms.It was almost perfect. I reached over the back of the sofa, and grabbed at her slip, pulling it up, over her head, and down her arms. She lifted one arm so I could pull it free, then the other. Then knelt upright over him, breasts exposed, cunt exposed, riding that cylinder, sometimes lifting too high, so that he was left all exposed and wet, then lowering herself until contact was made again, and he guided himself back into her. John, almost too soon, began changing the tempo of this fucking, holding in longer, pulling only a little out, then pushing in again, holding her hips tightly, driving himself into her, grunting in a way we all recognize as meaning he released himself in her. He stopped moving, but she was still lifting, descending, fucking him, fucking at him, even though he was spent. Finally, from an unexpected place, we heard what either of us would say. John whispered "Uncle!" My wife, my fucked wife, lifted herself off him - how wet his groin was, did she produce all of that? -- And got off the sofa. She reached toward me, and I handed her the slip. Slip, dress, shoes. Somewhere in that room were bra and pantyhose, but we decided they weren't worth looking for. Half way home Joan turned to me. "You really don't care, do you?" "Actually, I care a lot. And I learned something today, about me and about you." "What's that?" "You're sexy. I'd rather fuck, or watch you fuck, than fight about it." "Oh?" She looked at me. "What happened was OK with you?" "That time, yeah. It was a turn on. You seemed to like it, too." "Come on, Pete. That was a spite fuck. It was getting even for the way you were acting towards me." "Oh? Well, next time, try to enjoy it as much as John did, or I did." "Next time? What makes you think there'll be a next time?" I pulled over, and stopped the car in a closed services station driveway. I looked carefully at her. "Joan, we crossed over a bridge tonight, and burned it. There's no going back. You're sitting there with your cunt still full of what John put there. My mind is full of those images, and I like them. I think next time, and I want there to be a next time, I want you to be sexy because it's fun, not to spite me. And next time, I won't be daring you because I'm angry, but because I'm horny. OK?" "Drive us home, Pete." I started the car moving again. In a moment or two, Joan reached for my right hand, took it from the steering while, and held it in her lap. "Pete, what you just said to me, about next time?" "Yeah?" "If you always take me home and make love to me, there can be as many next times as you like." THE END |
susanslife2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/susanslife2.txt | PART 2At the age of twenty six, I had two children. A boy, Paul junior, aged seven and a girl, June aged 5. Although Paul my husband didn't realise it, I had been impregnated by his father Jack with both children. Paul's tiny cock had never come near to impregnating me, and the only sexual satisfaction I got with him was with oral sex, when he went down on me and ate my pussy quite expertly. There was no hope of me getting pregnant again because I had to have a hysterectomy after the birth of my daughter, and since Paul's parents had both been killed in a road accident four years earlier, there was no chance of Paul ever finding out that I had become his father's fuck slut with his mother's full complicity while he was away in the army the first time and on business out of town the second time. I loved the rough sex I had with his father, and allowed him to do with me as he pleased although after he impregnated me with June, I had not had the opportunity to have him fuck me again before he was killed, so sex purely consisted of Paul eating me out, or playing with myself every time circumstances allowed.I had become good friends with a neighbour of ours Jenny Curtis, and we would go to each other's houses for coffee and girl talk. During one of my visits to her house, we started talking about women and their sex lives. She asked me what Paul was like in bed and I had to admit to the fact that Paul had a very small penis, so intercourse was not a satisfying option at all. I did not say about Paul's father and the kids, but said it was a fluke with Paul. Jenny commiserated with me on my misfortune and when I asked her about her husband Craig, she said "Ohhh no problems in that area at all. Craig is well hung and can fuck all night long." I let out a sigh saying "How lucky is that. I wish it was me." Jenny looked at me for a while and then she took my hands in hers, looked me in the eye and said, "Have you never thought about going to a swinger's party?" My mouth just dropped open. "You are kidding, right?""Not at all, she said, Craig and I do it all the time. It is so fucking erotic that it would blow your socks off and you meet some great hung guys there. Why don't you talk Paul in going to one and I will introduce you both to the crowd?"The more we talked about it, the more excited I became about the whole idea, so we spent the whole afternoon talking about the people that go to the parties and how well hung some of the guys are. Later that afternoon Craig arrived home to find us both a little tipsy. He kissed Jenny and then kissed me lightly on the lips. Jenny took the lead then telling Craig about Paul having a baby dick and the fact that I never even see a decent sized cock. "Come on baby; show Susan that lovely big cock of yours so she can see what a good fuck stallion looks like." She said with pride.Craig immediately pulled his zip down and fished out his cock. Susan's jaw dropped in amazement. It was about 7 inches when soft and it was already starting to increase. "Touch it Susan. See how it feels in your hand." Jenny said.Craig moved right in front of me and I took it in both hands, completely mesmerised by its beauty. His cock grew to its full size as I gently wanked his love tool. It was now fully nine inches long and very thick. "Why don't you fuck Susan and show her what a really good cock feels like. I want to see you fuck her. Come on Craig, fuck Susan and let her feel a real cock in her cunt. It just might convince her to join the swingers club""Okay, said Craig. I need a good fuck and I have always wanted to fuck Susan."My heart was pounding with excitement and anticipation as Craig stripped his clothes off, took my hand and we all went to their bedroom. Once there he undressed me and laid me on the bed. He kissed me deeply and our tongues danced with each other. He then broke the kiss and started moving down my body, kissing me all over as he did so, till he reached my hairy pussy. He parted my pubic hair and, pulled my cunt lips apart and sucked on my clit. I exploded in orgasm as he sucked hard on my very sensitive love button and my juices just poured from me.Jenny sat in a chair watching us. Her skirt was around her waist and she was frigging herself like mad watching her husband lapping up all my love juices and pumping his fingers in and out of my fanny. "Fuck her now Craig. I want to see your big cock split that hairy cunt wide open. I want to hear her scream with ecstasy when she cums, and I want to see you fill her cunt full of your spunk," Jenny moaned.Craig did as was asked. He opened my legs wide; I grabbed them to hold them open for him as he lined up that beautiful tool with my honey pot and eased it into my eager cunt. He slid it in a bit at a time until he was balls deep in me and then started a slow in out fuck for the first five minutes. My first orgasm was so intense, that it was almost painful ecstasy. He started to pound my pussy now and I could hear his balls slapping against my ass as he rammed his fuck tool into my sopping wet cunt. I had orgasms one after the other, how many I don't know, because he seemed to be able to keep going creating a universe of sexual pleasure. Eventually I felt his cock expand and he pushed deep into my hole where he exploded filling my cunt with his copious amounts of cum. I could feel it leaking out and running down my ass and onto the bed, and then we both collapsed in a pile of very happy and sweaty bodies.He fucked me once more that afternoon with just as much vigour as he had earlier and with just as many orgasms for me. It was an awesome afternoon for me. I had to get home and start persuading Paul to come with me to the swinger party.***That night in bed I had Paul fuck me, which always made him feel good. He ate my pussy afterwards, and in the afterglow as we lay in bed cuddling, I brought up the subject of sex with other people. We had often fantasized about me being fucked by other guys, but this was reality. This started to make him feel horny again, so I told him about Jenny and Craig being swingers, missing out of course that Craig had fucked me and said that they would introduce us to the club and its members. He was rather nervous about the whole deal, but I managed to persuade him to think about it. A couple of nights later, he agreed to give it a try.We went to our first party a week later with Jenny and Craig. When we entered, all the people were already naked and we were invited to undress, mingle and get used to things. Food and drink was provided by the host. There were four bedrooms in the house, but a lot of the sexual activity took place in the main living room. There was a couple fucking and some women sucking cocks, while some men were eating out other women. As I walked around I noticed a very handsome black guy who sported a very large cock. I felt a bit shy and was afraid to approach him. He caught my eye and came over. He introduced himself as Carl, the owner of the house and the host. He was much taller than me being six feet one inch and quite muscular. I am only five foot one inch. I have brown hair, slim body but generous 36c tits with good size nipples which stand out when I am aroused as they were doing now."You are a very sexy young woman and very attractive. Have you ever been with a black man before Susan?" he asked.I said thank you and no I hadn't been with a black man before. By this time I could feel the wetness between my legs. He took my hand and led me to one of the bedrooms. The doors were never closed on any of the bedrooms, so anyone could see you or enter the room. We stood beside the bed and he held me close and kissed me. At that point it was definitely the most beautiful and intoxicating kiss I had ever experienced. I could feel his cock starting to grow against me. He took my hand and placed it on his large very black cock. I felt rather light headed with the thrills going through my body as he kissed me and with the feeling of this giant snake growing in my hand. The skin colour difference was very erotic and I loved how white my skin was against his dark skin."Suck my cock Susan. Suck it and feel its power."I dropped to my knees and licked the head of his incredible weapon. My small hand would not fit completely around it so I had to use both hands. As I pumped his cock, I could see my wedding ring on my finger, but instead of that making me feel guilty, it made me even hornier to be playing with another man's cock and a black cock at that. Like most women I had fantasized about sex with a black man but never dreamed it would happen to me. The thought of a married white woman and a black man was incredibly exciting. I had often seen white women and girls with black guys and immediately I would imagine them in bed With her sucking his cock and then him fucking her pure white pussy.I tried to get his cock into my mouth, but it was so big that I could only get the head in."You do that so good baby, but now I want to suck your lovely hairy snatch. Lie on the bed. I did that, and he got between my legs and with the skill of a master, he began to eat my pussy. I had a few incredible orgasms, and then Carl pushed my legs open and told me to hold them that way. His cock was fully eleven inches and as thick as my wrist, and I doubted that I would be able to take this awesome cock inside my little white pussy, however, Carl lined up his assault weapon with my cum soaked cunt and started to gently push the head against my hole. Suddenly it popped inside. I felt full even though all the rest of his fuck stick was still outside my pussy.I could feel the pressure as he firmly pushed his cock into me. It started to slide in an inch at a time and I felt he was going to split my hole, but he took his time until it was all in my cunt. During its journey into my pussy, I kept having orgasms from its sheer size and feeling it rub against my clit. When he was fully in, he stopped to let me get used to it, then he started to ride my cunt deep and hard. My orgasms were uncontrollable. They just came one after another.While he was fucking me I heard voices in the room. One guy was saying to another. "You will have to get in the queue if you want to fuck her. There was a line of men waiting for Carl to finish so they could ride me. One of the guys came up to where my head was and presented me with a cock to suck. He was white, but had a good size cock on him. I opened my mouth and he put his cock in. I could taste the pre-cum on his cock and it tasted nice and salty. I sucked him hard and he soon came in my mouth. I swallowed it down like a good girl enjoying the taste and the attention. When he pulled away, he was replaced by another cock. Meanwhile Carl was fucking me to incredible orgasms, so much so that I nearly bit the cock of the guy I was sucking. After a while, Carl's body stiffened and his cock swelled even more and he roared as he emptied his balls into my once tight cunt. It was the best fuck I had ever had and Carl was very happy too. He kissed me passionately again and said,"You are one great fuck Susan. Thank you.""No, thank you," I said.Carl moved off the bed and as soon as he had, another man took his place fucking me, and then another and another. I am not sure how many, but it must have been at least seven men. While I was being fucked, Paul looked into the room and smiled at me and I mouthed a big thank you to him.Before we left the party, Carl came over to me and asked for my phone number. I gave it to him and he said he would call me. He said "You won't want your husband again after tonight with all that large cock.""Yes I will," I lied.To be continued...Your comments would be welcomed. Email me at [email protected] |
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mysisterinlaw.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/mysisterinlaw.txt | I have long been infatuated with my sister-in-law Barbara. She and I are the same age and even before I married her sister I was attracted to her beautiful body and personality. Through the years I could not help lusting for her and fantasizing about having sex with her though I knew it was not possible. She was the forbidden fruit that haunted my dreams. We have always got along well and had some great conversations over the years. It did not help that she seemed to get more beautiful over the years as she became a workout and fitness fanatic. Dark flawless skin and brown hair and eyes, she is tall and a strikingly good-looking woman. Well, after 20 years the unbelievable finally happened one day. It was the day after Thanksgiving when all the family had been over at her house. I had left my jacket there and it had my wallet in it. When I realized this I called the next morning to see if I could go over and pick it up. She said of course and to come on over. On my way there, I remembered that her husband had left the night before on a weekend hunting trip and that she was alone but I did not think much of it. When I got there she met me at the door wearing a blue house robe and house shoes. I thought it kind of odd since it was 10:00 in the morning. I apologized for leaving my coat and wallet and we talked a few moments at the door about yesterdays festivities. Then the unexpected happened. As I was about to leave, she ask me if I wanted to come in for a cup of coffee. My heart skipped a beat and I stood there speechless for a few seconds, my mind racing at 90 miles an hour. Should I accept? What would my wife think if she knew I was alone with her beautiful sister? Was this really happening? I nervously said yes. I followed her into the kitchen and sat down and watched her fix the coffee. We continued to talk about yesterdays gathering and how good it was to get everyone together etc. I was already wondering what she had on under that robe, if anything. I felt a slight tingle in my pants and continued to chat and stare. She sat down across from me and we sipped our coffee and talked. After a couple of minutes I noticed her robe had come undone at the top and I could see her breasts dangling loosely in plain sight. My pulse quickened and I starred wide-eyed at her open robe. She obviously intended this to happen, or did she? I wasnt sure at first. Then she asked me what I was staring at. Your robe has come open, I said with a very shaky voice. Her next words almost floored me. Do you like what you see? she asked. There was silence, then I finally found the courage to say, Well... yes, your breasts are gorgeous. Would she be angry? I wondered. What she did next convinced me this was no accident. She grasped the top of her robe and pulled it wide apart and thrust her beautiful tits towards my face. I could see the nipples were getting hard and my heart raced even faster. Then before I could even think, she leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips. Electricity went through every fiber of my being and I felt a strange warmness over my entire body. I kissed her back first slowly then passionately. She got up and with the robe falling completely open revealing a small white bikini pair of panties she came over to me and bent down and we kissed again this time long and deep. I felt as if I had gone to heaven. Her kisses were sinfully delicious and I felt helpless under her spell. I put my arms around her and we continued to kiss. There were no other sounds in the house, just our sighs and soft moans and the slurping sound of wet kisses. Finally, she suggested we go into the living room, the same living room I had watched football in the previous day. This was madness. We could not do this, it was not right. And her husband would kill me if he knew I was kissing his wife. But I could not stop and neither could she. I said, You know, this isnt right, we have to stop before its too late. She said we didnt have to have intercourse, that we could just make out a while then I could go if I wanted to. No one but us will ever know, I promise. I want you, she said. Before I could answer, she had pulled me down to the couch and we were embracing and kissing again. This time our tongues found each other and it was the most exciting and erotic kissing I had done since I had made out in the back seat of my car with Susie Daniel as teenager.My dick was beginning to throb and felt really constrained in my jeans as my hands grasped and massaged her breasts. My heart felt like it would explode out of my chest and my dick felt like it would explode out of my pants! The ecstasy racing through my body was the greatest feeling I had ever had. Joy and pleasure indescribable! What would happen next? She again acted before I could find the answer. While our lips and tongues were still locked together, she began groping for my rock hard cock stroking it through my pants as she fumbled to unbuckle my jeans and pull my zipper down. At last she freed it and began stoking it firmly. My pre-cum juices oozed onto her fingers making for a really slick hand-job. I knew I would explode if she kept this up for long. I pulled away starring at her beautiful face and then down at the white panties. I want to take your panties off, I mumbled excitedly. She said, Yes, but lets get your clothes off first. Within seconds my clothes were off and my hands were on her panties. It is hard to describe the pleasure of gently slipping my fingers under the panties and pulling them slowly off as the sweet aroma of her pussy juices penetrated the air making me even more excited, as if that were possible. I trembled as I starred at her neatly trimmed muff. At last, the pussy I had lusted and yearned for all these years was right there waiting for me. I was shaking with excitement as I slid my fingers into her slit and felt the warm wet moisture as I begin to massage her clit slowly. Her soft moans broke the silence and I could feel her tighten beneath my touch. Her hips began rocking gently with my strokes. Please, I want to lick your pussy, I blurted out. She gasped and nodded her approval. She spread her legs and arched her hips towards me as my tongue found her juicy snatch. I started slowly enjoying that wonderful taste and smell lapping up her wetness like it was some erotic candy, only this was much better than any candy. Shivers and waves of excitement again flooded every ounce of my being. Her moans and sighs began to come faster. I slid two fingers in and slowly moved them in and out as I licked her swollen clit furiously. With my other hand I gently rubbed her hard erect nipples. Then she exploded as waves of orgasmic pleasure pulsated through her body. Her hips were thrusting incredibly fast as I worked to keep licking and stoking wanting her to enjoy every possible feeling of sexual joy. Her moans had become screams and then moans again. She pulled me to her face and kissed me madly her tongue thrusting in and out of my mouth. That is wonderful, she said. Now, its your turn.She sat up and grabbed my swollen cock and began licking it and then sucking the head slowly. Then she went deeper alternately sucking and then stoking my cock with her hand. I stared down at her beautiful face not believing this was really happening. Her eyes were fixed on mine as I enjoyed this incredible suck off. I knew I wouldnt last long and I began to feel that tell-tell feeling deep inside my balls that I would soon be cumming. But this was unlike any orgasm I had ever felt before, almost painful as it began to intensify. I told her I was about to cum not wanting to shoot off in her mouth. She pulled my throbbing cock out and began to stroke it firmly adding a little extra saliva for good measure. I held on as long as I could then let it happen. A long white stream of cum shot over her head onto a lampshade beside the couch a good four feet away from my dick. This was followed by several other jolts of jism that covered her hair, face and chest. All the time I was cumming she was yelling, Yes, yes, give it to me. It felt too good that I didn't care, as waves of pure sexual ecstasy rolled through my body. Finally, I fell exhausted into her arms and lay there with my heart pounding unable to speak. See, I told you we could do it without having intercourse, she said laughing. Dont worry no one will ever know, we just have to figure out how to do this again. I knew then that I had died and gone to sexual heaven.-END-For more stories by this author: http://xhamster.com/user/cunticker |
karens2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/60/karens2.txt | PART 2After our experience with Karen's co-workers dog (see part one) my wife and I started looking for a dog of our own. We researched on the internet to see which dogs were easy going and most importantly hung the best. We settled on a Great Dane. We read about how friendly they are and easy to train. They also have a reputation for having huge cocks and knots. This alone had Karen sold. We didn't know anyone that had a Great Dane that we could visit, so we started looking at animal shelters. We really didn't want to pay the price of a pure bred dog. Animal shelters always have a lot of dogs looking for homes. We looked at several shelters around our town and surrounding towns and were about to give up. We found a lot of dogs but no Danes. Some of the dogs we saw were interesting but we were set on a Dane.A friend asked if we checked out any rescue places where they wouldn't kill the dogs if they weren't adopted quickly. We hadn't so we looked up a few and visited them. We noticed right away that they had a lot of older dogs, probably because they didn't kill any of them. They just waited until they could find a home for them all. On the third place visited we struck pay-dirt. They had a 1 year old Dane that a lady had just brought in because he was just too big for her small house. She never thought he would grow to that size. He could lick my wife's face while still standing on four feet. He was huge. We didn't expect a Dane to be that big, but he was extremely well behaved. He would listen to commands to shake, sit and lay down even though he didn't know us. My wife was sold right away. I tried to act unsure of it even though I could see he was packing some serious meat and his balls were as big as my fists. After spending a half hour with the shelter manager convincing her that we would take very good care of him, we took Big Mike home. Luckily we drove a van because we needed the room. he would have never fit in our smaller car. Karen talked to him and petted him the whole way home. I stopped at a pet store on the way home to get a large bag of dog food and a heavy duty leash. The light duty one we brought with us just didn't look like it would do the job. When I came out of the pet store I didn't see Karen in the van. I checked and found her in the back of the van with Big Mike. She said she was getting to know him better. She said she was experimenting with touching him to see how he would react. She said he let her do anything she wanted. It was a good thing we had dark tinted windows.She said she stroked his penis some and he licked her face. She stroked it some more and it started getting big. She stroked it some more and it got huge. She said it wasn't fully erect yet and it was bigger than anything she had ever seen. She couldn't wait to get home. Then she looked at me and said he tasted delicious. I couldn't believe what she had been up to in a pet shop parking lot.When we got home we let him into our spacious fenced in back yard. He ran around like a little kid in a new playground. He explored everything that was there. Standing upright against the fence he could almost see over the top of our 6 foot privacy fence. We played a little fetch and ran around a while before going into the house.Inside the house he was more careful. He must have been trained to go slow in the house. We found out quickly what to move to keep his tail from breaking things. That tail was dangerous. We found a convenient place for his food and water in the kitchen and he was all set. We sat down to relax a little and watch TV and Karen fixed us some drinks. She drank hers kind of quick and went to get a refill. She came back and sat down and Big Mike came over and sat down in front of her facing her. He sat between her legs with his head in her lap. Now Karen had a short pleated skirt on so his head really kind of fell between her legs. She lazily stroked his head while drinking her drink. He meanwhile started inching his head forward sniffing carefully. It didn't look like she noticed since she seemed to be focused on the TV. When he inched forward enough to bump up against her she looked down at him. She said it was time for a refill. She refilled mine too. It took her a little while before she came back but she handed me my drink, smiled strangely and went and sat down kind of hard. It looked like she was getting a buzz already. When she sat down her skirt moved up her legs some and Big Mike moved back for some more petting. This time when he put his head between her legs his head didn't sit on her skirt because it had moved up some. When Karen started petting him he started moving closer to her pussy sniffing again. His nose was quickly under her skirt and she was acting like nothing was happening. He was working up closer and I had no idea what was on TV anymore. This was much more exciting. When he looked like he was about to make contact she let out a small gasp and opened her legs wider. Now I could see more movement under her skirt as it was obvious that he was licking her out. I asked her if I could see. She lifted her skirt up and I could see that she had no panties on and Big Mike was licking away at her. She wanted to see what he would do without prompting. Well he took to pussy like he had tasted it before. He was starting to show some excitement himself. I got down on the floor beside him to see what he was packing. He already was showing a couple of inches that was thicker than my cock. I jacked his sheath a little and a couple more inches slid out into the open. I told Karen she better come look at this as I was starting to worry about whether or not it was going to be too big for her to handle. I got up beside Karen and petted Big Mike while Karen got down on the floor. She let out a WOW as soon as she saw what was hanging in front of her. She leaned in and took him right into her mouth. He started humping and almost choked her but she didn't stop. She was sucking like she was possessed. He was humping like mad and she was hanging on with both hands. The amazing thing was the knot that was starting to grow. It grew and grew and then he stiffened up and was obviously cumming. Karen never let go and was sucking and swallowing for all she was worth. He tried to turn away from her so she grabbed him behind the knot with both hands. It looked like she was cradling a globe with her hands. He easily stepped over her and turned away from her. She still had him in her mouth and was almost dragged away. I held him by the collar and kept him still until she was done with him. When she finally let him go she sat back, looked right at me, burped loudly and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She told me that it was unbelievable. She said he had cum for at least 5 minutes non stop. She didn't want to ever let him out of her mouth. She said his cum was sooo sweet. Then she came up beside me and kissed me deeply sharing the taste with me.She grabbed my cock and said she needed fucked bad. I quickly took off my clothes and sat back down. She climbed onto my lap and slid right down on me. She was extremely wet almost too wet to get any friction. I was humping up at her and she was driving down against me. She started coming quickly and had two or three good ones before I shot a big load into her. Man that was good. We stayed coupled while we caught our breath. She started grinding for another but I was too sensitive so I stopped her. She whined a little and then asked if my tongue was too tired. I told her that mine wasn't if hers wasn't. She had me lay down with my head on the arm rest of the couch then she straddled my head and leaned down to suck on me. this was a new position for us so we had to adjust some to get it right. All my cum was drooling out of her as I licked her slit. She was pushing against me trying to get some action on her clit. I was teasingly avoiding it to her immense frustration. She was doing a decent job on me and I was starting to recover. She finally bit down on me to get me to quit teasing her. I went right to work on her clit and she started to cum immediately. Gobs of my cum started to pour out of her. It was all I could do to keep breathing. She came two more times before I noticed Big Mike moving closer to us. He was sniffing around when he reached in and licked from the top of my head to the top of her ass crack. That was one huge tongue. Karen noticed right away what was going on and shook her ass a little and hummed on my cock letting me know that she wanted it. Big Mike kept licking while I moved down a little to concentrate on her clit.He hopped up and started humping. I stared back at his cock as it poked around trying to find a home. I licked up at it a couple of times and he jammed it in my mouth and down my throat choking me. I thought this was the end. I struggled and got it out and into her. He jammed it about half way into her and she screamed on my cock. He was trying hard to stuff his juicy cock, that had to be 10 inches long and almost as thick as my wrist, into her. I watched in awe as it all eventually went in. He was pounding that meat into her without mercy and she was cumming non stop. His balls were beating the top of my head. I watched as the knot started to grow and slide in and out of her. I couldn't believe the pounding she was taking. Eventually it got too big and stayed inside her, then he pulled up tight and stayed still. From underneath her I could feel the knot swelling in her belly and him pulsing into her. She was still sucking hard on me and I finally let loose with my second huge load of cum. She greedily swallowed it down. She let go of my cock and kept saying how he was splitting her in two and that he was still coming. She said it felt like a bowling ball was in there. We had played with some large objects before but nothing like this. He turned around and stood ass to ass with us. Every time he tried to move away Karen wailed in pain. I was in a hell of a position. I was under Karen, who had a king size dog cock locked in her cunt, which was up against my face because I was holding the dog by the legs so he couldn't move before he shrunk some.After about 5 minutes he finally pulled out with a wail from Karen and a flood of cum from her cunt that went right into my mouth. She ground down on me to get another orgasm and force me to drink. She was right about it being sweet. I swallowed to stay alive.It took some training to get him to understand when it was ok to play around. We had some embarrassing moments with guests. He had a few incidents when he would stick his nose under Karen's or guests skirts and give a quick lick. Eventually he learned that we only did that when we were alone with him.I got my ass reamed out but good one night. I'm sure Karen set me up for it. We were messing around when I got down on my knees in front of Karen who was sitting on a long padded stool. Mike was in the other room resting. I had pulled Karen's panties off and was sliding my hands up under her skirt rubbing her thighs. She loves that. I took off my clothes and pulled her to the edge of the stool. We had done this many times before and it was one of her favorites. She laid back on the stool while I slid into her. I started slowly but worked up to a good fast pounding. I didn't realize that Big Mike had come into the room and was smelling the air. He was right behind me watching me pounding Karen. Now when I get ready to come in this position, I like to lay down on Karen and hold her tight to me. When I did Big Mike saw what he usually saw when Karen wanted mounted, an ass in front of him. So when I climbed up on Karen and started to cum, Big Mike jumped up on me and jammed his cock up my ass on the first try. I had just started coming when he jammed into my ass. The pain only made my orgasm better but the pain was intense. Big Mike was jabbing away at my ass and I was cumming like never before. I was in heaven and hell at the same time. The only problem was there was a shorter time span for heaven. When I was done cumming and got my senses back I tried desperately to get out from under Big Mike. It was useless because I couldn't go forward because of my cock in Karen. My erection wouldn't go down because of Big Mike in my ass. Going backwards only let Big Mike pound deeper into me. Karen had her legs wrapped around me and Big Mike had his locked around all of us.Karen saw I was at a loss of what to do and told me I might as well try to enjoy it. I thought it would never end. I tried to reach back and keep the knot out of me but Big Mike's thrusts were too strong. He jammed it right through my hands and held it in my ass. I thought I was going to split in half. I could feel him spurting his juice into me. It felt like he was shooting it into my lungs he was so deep. Finally he turned around and dragged me off of Karen. I stumbled around walking backwards following him ass to ass until his knot shrunk enough to pull out. Cum splattered everywhere. I fell to the floor exhausted and in pain.We had many more adventures with Mike after that and we found out that it was hopeless to try to exclude him. He always found a way in.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.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 60 |
important.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/important.txt | Designware, a prominent graphic design and software company specializing in bringing magazines into the online computer craze, received a request for proposal from JET Magazine to offer the magazine online to all of its subscriber's. Designware was formed earlier when Tom Simmons purchased the two seemingly different companies and merged them into one. Miriam Smith started the small graphic design company shortly after graduation from the University of Alabama with a degree in fashion design. She was interested in designing a line of women's high fashion clothing.Miriam made a very nice profit from the sale of her company and was named the Vice-President, Graphic Design, of the new company. Maurice, her husband of ten years, wanted his lovely blonde wife to just take the money and run. He did well with his own insurance company but he wanted his wife home more often to take care of their two young children. Miriam wasn't looking at the money but at what fun she had doing what she did and interacting with other adults during the day instead of just being with children and being a soccer mom.Maurice reluctantly decided he had better support his wife in her new endeavors. Their sex life had been in a rut and now Miriam seemed so much more alive. While she normally submitted to her husband only once a week, she now had more energy. Maurice didn't realize that one of her new co-workers was supplying her with uppers that provided that extra boost that she needed so much.Designware received the RFP and had a mere three weeks to prepare. The presentation would be in two parts, the first day they had an hour to describe the capabilities of the company and the second day they would actually demonstrate their proposal on the computer. While Miriam was the V.P., she actually had only three other designers in her department. The owner, Tom Simmons, ran the software side of the house and had ten people writing the software programs that were being proposed.They worked hard but they were ready. Normally, Miriam went with Tom on the sales calls like she had done on several previous occasions. Unfortunately, Tom called Miriam at the last minute and told her that he was sick."Miriam, please carry on without me. You know what to do. Just woo them with your natural charms and fabulous good looks. The rest will fall into place. One thing, however, you must do whatever is required to get this order. As you know, business has been slow and we might have to lay off some people in your department if we don't win this contract."The last part of the conversation really bothered Miriam. The people she had in her department now were the cream of the crop. She had spent many hours in cultivating them so they were the best in the business. Miriam didn't want to lay off any of her excellent employees. She just had to get that contract!***Maurice marveled at his attractive wife as she kissed him and their children good-bye. She was wearing a fashionable gray linen dress with two patch pockets on her chest and two more on her trim hips. A white lace handkerchief peeked out from the upper-left pocket. The large black buttons ran the entire length of the dress which ended just above her knees. She wore sheer black hose and sexy black leather open-toed, high-heeled pumped adorned her little feet. Miriam wore a strand of Mikimoto pearls around her trim neck and a matching bracelet on her left wrist. As she was left-handed, like most brilliant artists, Miriam wore her fancy Omega watch on her right wrist. Of course, she would leave home without her diamond engagement ring and golden wedding band on her long trim finger. Her lovely blonde hair was braided up into a bun which exposed her slim, smooth flawless neck. She had pearl studs in her ears and Maurice caught a whiff of her heavenly perfume as she kissed him and gave him a warm hug good-bye. If he had been a real man, he would have carried her back to their bedroom right then and there and ravished the daylights out of her his. He would miss her tonight as she had never been away by herself on a business like this before. While he was in his forties, Miriam was only thirty-five. She had worked hard to get her figure back after having the two kids. He thought that his wife looked better now than when they were married ten years ago. A little twitch in his pants reminded him of her passionate love making last night."Good luck, Honey. Knock'em dead!"Miriam blew her loving husband one last kiss before running out to their new Volvo XC90 that she normally ferried the kids around in. She was fortunate that there was a non-stop flight between Birmingham and Detroit, where JET's corporate office was located. Miriam took the mid-morning flight which got her in to Detroit before lunch. She would have one presentation this afternoon and the demonstration tomorrow afternoon. She was scheduled to leave late tomorrow afternoon. The attractive executive was wearing the outfit for this afternoon's presentation but she brought another outfit which was more casual for tomorrow's demonstration. The up and coming Designware had the policy of letting their VP's and above fly first class. Miriam knew that her company was hurting for new business and money but she enjoyed flying first class so much that she didn't hesitate to buy the ticket. She put the cost of the ticket on her own credit card which was the normal company procedure. The employees would submit an expense report after the trip that was then reimbursed fairly quickly.Normally, Miriam didn't drink during the business day but she was very excited and thought that a drink might help calm her nerves. She had taken an amphetamine tablet earlier today. That helped her bring her enthusiasm level to the next level. She liked what she was doing but there were pressures at both work and home that sometimes seemed unbearable. That little green and white pill not only helped her get through the day, it also helped with her weight control. It was 'Mommy's Little Helper.' That Bloody Mary with breakfast on the jet and the coffee with Bailey's afterwards was just what the doctor ordered to calm her nerves. The trim Miriam didn't need lunch as she hailed a taxi to take her directly to her hotel. JET's office building was just a few short blocks away so she didn't need a rental car for such a short overnight business trip. If they won the contract, Miriam would spend more time in Detroit with their new client and get some time to do some sightseeing. Her husband was interested in coming with her some time in the future as he always talked about cars and wanted to see where they were made. Miriam checked into her hotel, freshened up from her flight and made her way to JET's office. As she walked to their building for her appointment, the attractive blonde turned many a man's head and most of them were black. It seemed to her that they weren't shy about looking at her. She felt kind of tingly down deep inside her belly by their blatant stares of longing and desire. At home, blacks didn't look at her like fresh meat. Growing up, she had led a fairly-sheltered life. She didn't attend integrated schools until she went to high school. As a popular cheerleader, many of the Negro football players would ask her for a date. Miriam refused them all as she knew her racist daddy would either dis-own her or even kill her if she ever went out with one of those 'darkies,' as her father still called them. Miriam and Maurice both liked Birmingham and had moved there to raise their family. The population of Birmingham is about a quarter of a million with about seventy-five percent black. Out in the suburbs where they lived, most of their neighbors were white and middle to upper-class. Not too unlike Birmingham, million person-Detroit had a Negro percentage of its population in the lower eighty-percent range. Most of the white collar-workers were indeed white to match their collars, however, JET Magazine, on the other hand, was black owned and its employees were one-hundred percent black. If this had been a 'white-owned' magazine, Jesse Jackson would have been crying racially-oriented discrimination. As it was, the potential bidders waited in the magazine's reception area until their turn was called to make their sales pitch to JET's senior management. Miriam was amazed to see that all of the five other potential contractors had at least one very attractive blonde on its sales team. She waited patiently until her turn was called. Miriam didn't realize that JET Magazine catered to an all-black subscriber base. She had heard about the magazine before but had never read it before. The thought occurred to her that she should have done more research into JET's market. Even though, JET was all black, her presentation was suited to any type of magazine, except pornographic ones. Her product could even be easily customized for the lucrative porno market but Miriam wouldn't allow her company to be sullied by that reputation. The attractive blonde read several back issues of JET magazine. As it turned out, Designware was the last company to make a presentation that afternoon. It appeared to Miriam that her presentation on the company's capabilities was well received by JET's management team. They were all very attentive. All of JET's black executives seemed to dwell on her every word. Their eyes roamed over all parts of her body. She didn't realize it but one of the big buttons at the top of her dress had inadvertently come undone. That little slip helped seal the deal as it exposed the cleavage and swell of her magnificent breasts. The executives liked what they heard and saw. Her competitors' previous presentations were not made by the women they brought along as eye-candy. Miriam did. She had the entire package; blonde good looks, womanly charm and the thorough knowledge of her company's capabilities. She didn't know it at the time but her presentation was more than enough to win the lucrative JET contract. ***Miriam went back to her hotel after the presentation. She called her husband. He was just fixing their children some macaroni and cheese, their favorite meal. It was also easy for Maurice to prepare as it came in a box and was quick to fix.The attractive blonde wife spoke to each child, kissed them good-night over the phone and told them, "Mommy loves you, Sweetie." Maurice told his wife that he already missed her. This was the first time that she had ever been away from home all by herself. It would certainly not be the last.After not having eaten all day since breakfast, Miriam was famished. She considered staying in and calling room service but she decided against it. She did want to just watch TV reruns; she wanted to be with real people. The pretty blonde wife and mother took off her constricting pantyhose to be more comfortable and undid her shoulder-length blonde hair. She ran a brush though her gorgeous hair and applied a fresh coat of lipstick.The hotel had a nice restaurant that was fairly crowded. Miriam ordered a glass of her favorite white wine to unwind after a stressful day. Her salad came a little while later. She ordered a second glass of wine. She normally didn't have two glasses but she felt very confident on her today's presentation. Besides, she was on expenses and she deserved another glass of wine.It was still early when she finished her meal. She only had the salad as took another upper before dinner and that suppressed her appetite. The night was young and she didn't want to just watch TV in her hotel room by herself. Miriam normally didn't go into bars without her husband, especially when she was by herself. The bar was next door to the restaurant and it seemed everyone was having a gay time there. She wandered in and took an empty seat at the bar. As a single woman, many of the men asked to by her a drink. She told them, "I'm waiting for my husband," and showed them her wedding rings. That seemed to take care of her being bothered by unwanted advances.Miriam had one glass of wine and then another. Even though her next JET appointment wasn't until tomorrow afternoon, she was about to leave and go on to bed when she heard a familiar voice."Well, hello, Miriam. How is the pretty lady doing this evening?" She looked up to see one of JET's senior-level executives, Marcus Taylor smiling broadly at her.Marcus was a tall, athletic black fellow who played football at the University of Michigan. He would have been one of the first picks in the NFL, that was, until he was unnecessary-roughly tackled during the Ohio State football game. That ended his professional football dreams early. Fortunately, his grades in college were very good and went on to law school. Marcus was now JET's corporate attorney."I'm doing very well this evening, thank you very much," the blonde beauty replied."Very good. How about joining me over at my table for a drink?"Miriam was just about to refuse as she already had four glasses of wine this evening, two past her normal limit. She thought about telling him no but then she remembered Tom Simmons' words about doing whatever is needed in order to win the contract. Flirting with JET's corporate attorney and having one drink with him certainly wouldn't hurt Designware's chances of winning the much sought after and needed contract."Sure, but just one. I think that I've had just about enough drinks for one evening."Marcus took the blonde beauty's hand in his and led her to a darkened booth near the back of the bar. He motioned Miriam to slip into the booth first. The Negro smiled when he saw her dress rise up her firm thigh and was awarded with a nice glimpse of her bare legs. He could help but grinning as he moved in beside the naive, lovely blonde beauty.The waiter brought them both another drink. This was now Miriam's fifth glass of wine on almost an empty stomach. She hadn't been this intoxicated since one of her husband's wild fraternity parties in college.Marcus was talking to her quietly about how she did such a fabulous presentation today all by herself. Miriam felt very good. She didn't object when Marcus put his muscular arm around her shoulders. She knew she should but she didn't. Miriam had never been unfaithful to her loving husband before. Now she was alone with a strange man, a black man at that. Her insides tingled. She had never felt this excited before with her own husband. Marcus must have been working his black magic on her.He was still whispering into her ear when she felt his warm hand on her bare thigh. Miriam quickly covered his roving black hand with hers to prevent him from going any further. That wasn't enough as she didn't put up much of a fight.Miriam's breathing came more rapidly as her heart raced in her chest. His dark hand was now all the way under her dress and his searching fingers now pushed the leg band of her silky French bikini panties aside. Miriam gasped as his strong finger probed her moist vagina. Marcus tweaked her erect clitoris, eliciting a moan of desire from her red lip-sticked lips.The blonde beauty swallowed hard and knew that she had to leave before anything happened to her fidelity."I've got to be going," she barely whispered to him."Okay, Honey, let me help you to your room."Miriam was too far gone to resist. Marcus helped her up and asked her for her keys. He smiled to himself when he saw her room number, four sixty-nine.It was close to midnight now as Marcus helped the almost limp blonde woman to the elevator. There was an elderly couple already in the elevator. Marcus could tell by the look on the old couple's face that they didn't like to see an attractive white woman with a black man but that sight became more and more frequent. The white woman was now liberated to choose her own lover thanks in part to the woman's lib movement. Marcus unlocked room 469. He locked the door and flipped the security latch after he helped Miriam into the room. He didn't want any interruptions.Miriam tried to resist as Marcus helped her undress for bed. He slipped off her shoes. Marcus loved the red polish on her pretty little toenails. The black executive began to unbutton the few remaining buttons that he hadn't already unbuttoned downstairs in the bar. Miriam tried to resist once again but soon her dress fell into a puddle around her trim ankles. The lovely blonde Vice-President of Graphic Design for Designware now stood in only her lacy black bra and panties before one of her newest clients.Marcus kissed the blonde's pretty neck as her reached behind her to unsnap her bra. In doing so, his massive erection pressed into her belly. Miriam swooned in his strong black arms as her breasts were bared. His thick lips traced its way down her chest until he took one of her erect nipples in his teeth and bit down softly. Miriam moaned in ecstasy. Marcus then moved down her firm belly, letting his probing tongue dip into the indention of her belly button. Miriam had a golden belly ring that he gently pulled at with his teeth. The blonde beauty had to put her hands on his strong shoulders for support. Soon his fingers drew her dampened panties down her smooth, firm thighs. Miriam stepped out of her panties as Marcus brought the fragrant article of feminine clothing up to his broad black nose to smell the excited essence of her womanhood. He put them into the back pocket of his trousers for a souvenir of tonight's seduction. A small amount of curly blonde pussy hair was all that stood between him and paradise. He buried his nose between her legs and found her excited, throbbing, blood-engorged clitoris. His searching tongue was like that of a snakes tongue darting in and out of his mouth sending shivers of pent-up, lustful excitement up and down her spine. Miriam was so weak in the knees that she had to sit down on the edge of the bed or completely fall over. She spread her legs slightly to allow the Negro cunnilinguist easier access to her flowing feminine nectar. Her hands went to the short, kinky afro-hair on his bobbing head to pull him ever closer to her lust-incited, wanton blonde pussy. Miriam's husband had wanted to go down on her on several occasions but she had always refused his 'going down' on her advances. She experienced her first true orgasm when his long middle finger found her G-spot. The pretty blonde wife and mother had always faked her orgasms with her husband.Marcus got up from between her beautiful, widespread legs. He had been the first black man for many a white woman and he loved initiating as many of them as he could. His idol was Wilt Chamberlain, the famous Negro professional basketball player, who claimed to have bedded more than twenty-thousand women, most of them white. He was known as 'Wilt the Stilt' by his many lady friends. He had quite the 'stilt' between his muscular black legs and he knew how to use it! So did Marcus.The black lawyer looked down at the highly aroused blonde wife. He was going to enjoy introducing her to BBC, big black cock. Marcus kicked off her shoes and quickly pulled off his socks. As he unbuttoned his black silk shirt, Miriam's eyes feasted on his rippling black muscles. The former football player made it to the gym on a regular basis and hadn't lost much of his muscle tone.Soon his broad black chest was bared before her eyes. Her pretty blue eyes were now riveted on his mid-section. Marcus slowly unzipped his trousers letting the arousal and anticipation build in the lovely blonde wife. She felt his cock boring into her tummy earlier this evening but she wasn't prepared for the huge, black, one-eyed monster that was pointing towards the ceiling."Ohmigawd!" Miriam gasped. She had hoped it was true what she had heard about black men and it was true at least in the case of the manhood that stood erect between her wide spread legs. It was much larger than her husband's dick had ever been. She almost swooned at the thought of that massive amount of proud African cock soon parting her vagina like Moses did to the Red Sea.Miriam quivered in wanton anticipation as Marcus hovered over her. He bent down and kissed her sweet lips as their tongues began its time-honored mating ritual.The black man was the first to break the kiss. Miriam was panting her excitement as Marcus whispered in her ear, "Put it in for me, Honey."The pretty blonde wife reached between her spread thighs and found his throbbing male member. The big black cock seemed too hot to handle. It also seemed much larger than she seen just moments before."Be gentle with me, please," was all she could moan as the proud African cock speared its way deep inside her waiting pussy. Miriam had another orgasm. She had never felt this way before with her own husband. Marcus worked inch after agonizing inch into her constricted opening."Relax, Honey," he whispered to her. "Open up and let me come inside." She did. Miriam couldn't believe that she had taken the entire length and breadth of his mighty black cock. Her thighs grasped his thrusting hips as they beat out a jungle rhythm of their own as they danced as one. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss like she had never known before.It seemed like hours but it was probably only mere minutes as their arms and legs held on to each other for dear life. Miriam had multiple orgasms and her feminine juices allowed Marcus to penetrate her much deeper that she had ever experienced before. All of the power of the black man welled up in Marcus as his cock thrust deep inside her resisting passage. It erupted like Mount Vesuvius and sprayed molten lava deep into her unprotected womb. Sensations as bright as fireworks went off inside Miriam's pretty little blonde head as she came in unison with her new Negro lover.The newest inductee to interracial sex enjoyed getting fucked three more times that night. Miriam took Marcus in her mouth and he quickly became recharged and ready to go again. If one could wear out a pussy, Marcus just about wore out the pretty blonde wife's in just one night. Later he rode her like the bitch in heat that she was and fucked her from behind, doggie-style. Another time, he wet his finger with her own juices and slipped a finger deep inside her cherry anus. He would show her the pleasures of anal sex some other time. For now, he was showing what a black man could do with some tight, white pussy.***The sleeping beauty was awakened the next morning by a knock on the door. "Housekeeping," the female voice said. She heard the sound of the key in the door. It took Miriam a moment to realize that she had slept until almost noon. She threw a robe over her nakedness and hurried to the door to intercept the maid."Aren't you checking out today," inquired the Spanish woman."When is check out?" Miriam asked her."One o'clock, Ma'am," was the heavily accented reply."Okay, give me an hour to get ready and dress. I'll check out at one.""Okay, Ma'am. I'll come back then." The maid was gone.Miriam turned back towards the bedroom and was amazed at the condition of her bed. The bed sheets were all tangled and it look like gallons and cum were all over the place. Her memories flooded back to last night and she flushed. There was even that now ever-present familiar tingling between her legs as she felt more of the black man's copious semen dribble out of her well-stretched pussy. Would her husband ever forgive her wifely indiscretions? ***Fortunately, her next appointment wasn't until three o'clock so she was afforded the luxury in time to take a long, warm bubble bath. Her wicked thoughts returned to the previous night as her finger found her ever-erect clitoris. She gasped when she realized that she had never brought herself off like this before. Miriam had turned wicked in only one day. Actually, it was one night.Miriam finished dressing and packed. Today, she wore a navy blue skirt with a frilly white blouse; Navy leather high-heeled pumps were on her size four feet. She didn't bother to wear pantyhose today. Instead of pearls, she wore gold today in anticipation of 'winning' the gold by getting awarded the coveted contract with JET Magazine. She wore gold hoops ear rings that dangled above her shoulders and were partially hidden by her lustrous, long blonde hair. It was a slender gold serpentine necklace that adorned her slim neck with a matching bracelet thin gold bracelet on her wrist. There was a gold anklet that was with the set that her husband had given her for their tenth wedding anniversary. Miriam didn't normally wear anklets but today she decided to. It made her feel even sexier than she already looked. A quick application of make-up complimented her natural beauty. The pretty blonde wife sprayed her favorite perfume, White Shoulders, behind her ears. She couldn't believe it herself when she spayed some between the cleavage of her breasts. The she wickedly lifted her skirt and sprayed some more between her heated thighs. Maybe one might not smell that she was still in heat, especially after last night.Miriam was about to leave when there was a knock at the door. She expected to see the maid again but this time it was one of the bellboys with a vase of two-dozen gorgeous red roses. They most have been from her husband she initially thought to herself. She tipped the bellboy and thanked him with a smile. She tore open the attached card fully expecting it to be congratulations from her husband, however, it read, "Thanks for a wonderful evening!" and was signed, "Love, Marcus.""Omigawd," she thought to herself. Miriam had to sit down her heart was fluttering so.***Miriam checked out of her hotel room just before one PM and asked the Concierge to keep her overnight bag until later that afternoon before leaving for the airport. The older black Concierge smiled at the lovely blonde woman. He loved it when he saw the nipple poking through a sheer blouse worn by an attractive white woman. His big old black cock came to life in his trousers. He wished he was a few years younger and he would be chasing that good-looking white pussy. As it was, he only had fond memories of those mighty good times when he actually caught some. There were no other people in the reception area except for the pretty black receptionist. She showed Miriam into the conference promptly at three o'clock.Everybody was all smiles. All she saw was white teeth and black faces. Miriam opened her laptop and connected it to the digital projector. She went through her demonstration in fifteen minutes.At the conclusion of her presentations, she smiled at her potential clients and thanked them for their time.Mr. Willie Turner, the head of the group of black executives, said a few closing remarks."Ms. Smith," he started. "We have been very impressed with your company and all of your abundant capabilities. We believe that you will serve JET's interests best and are awarding Designware the contract. I would like for you to be my guest at a celebratory dinner this evening at my home. Can you make it, my Dear?"Miriam knew she had reservations for six PM on the last flight this evening back to Birmingham."I don't know," she hesitantly replied. "I'm supposed to go home to my husband and children this evening. Besides, I don't have any clothes to wear.""That's alright, my Dear," the older black executive said. "Just go ahead and call your husband. Tell him you won the contract but have to stay here for the weekend and brief other members of the management team. Here's my American express card. Go buy yourself some new clothes. Pick out something sexy, okay? I'll have my limo pick you up at seven PM at your hotel."Miriam called her boss and excitedly told him they won the contract with JET Magazine. She also told him that she had to stay the weekend to review the contract with other members of JET's management team and wouldn't be back in the office until Monday afternoon. He wished her every success and good luck as she needed to seal the deal.She then called her husband and apologized to him about not being there for him this weekend. Maurice said it would be alright with him and the children if she had to stay in Detroit and work the weekend. He would just take the kids to the zoo on Saturday instead of playing his usual round of golf.Miriam went on a shopping spree with ole man Turner's credit card. She made a point of stopping off at Victoria's Secret for some 'special' clothing.The attractive blonde wife looked stunning when she exited the limo at Mr. Turner's massive estate in the secluded suburbs of Detroit. He knew he had a 'keeper' to take care of his management team. Dinner was fabulous. Miriam was the dessert. The elder Negro not only fucked his newest contractor in the 'missionary' position but he also turned her as he wanted to take her virginal rectum. She screamed bloody murder when he stuck it to her. He just about 'wrecked' her rectum with his massive black cock but it was an experience that Miriam will never, ever forget. She didn't think that she would enjoy anal intercourse as much as she did! ***Each of JET's Board of Directors got an equal opportunity to sample her feminine charms that weekend. Miriam never had so much big black cock stuffed into her accommodating pussy in such a short time. She looked forward to her next meeting in Detroit with Designware's newest client. On several occasions, Marcus even reciprocated, if that's what you call it, and made the trip to see her in the Birmingham office. They spent the night together on those occasions as she told her cuckolded husband that she had to work late again that night and not to wait up for her. She really did have to work as in Marcus worked her tight, little sweet pussy over and over again.Miriam even began to look at black men in a different light now. Before she had spurned their advances like any other reputable Southern Belle would do. Now she saw that it was her duty - no her obligation - to offer her body to Negroes as partial restitution for all of the pain, torture and suffering that the white man had rained down upon the black African slaves. She encouraged other of her pretty white friends to be more receptive of those lusting stares from black men. To top it all off, Mr. Simmons even gave her a big bonus for her efforts in winning the lucrative design contract with JET. She certainly earned each and every penny of it, many times over!The important sales presentation certainly changed Miriam's life forever!END |
wifeshows.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/wifeshows.txt | Hi, my name is Jenny and my husband Jake has written before about me loving to show off his big cock. I've always liked to show it off, even before we were married. All my friends are jealous of me because Jake's big cock is ready to service me any time I want. Jake likes to show it off also. He's showed it off to my friends and even let my best friend suck him off once, with my permission of course. Just lately, I have wanted him to show it off to other men. Jake initially said he felt funny doing this because it might piss some guys off, but I talked him into going to a motel and when we went into the hot tub I asked him into wear bikini trunks, which showed just how big he is. I suggested he could cover up with a towel until he was in the water, that way he wouldn't annoy anyone, on the way in. When we got into the hot tub, there were two men and a woman as we arrived. I noticed that one of the men stared at me, as I dropped my towel and had, I was wearing my string bikini. I liked the attention a lot, but wondered curiously why the other man didn't react the same way. Then I realized why, Jake had just taken his towel off and both the man and woman were staring at his package. It wasn't even hard, but looked really, really large. I was thrilled and I thought that this might be a great night for both of us.As I stretched out in the tub, my leg brushed against the man next to me, and he smiled broadly. I was sitting next to my husband and whispered in his ear that the guy next to me seemed to like me touching him. I knew that would start to turn Jake on, and reached over I felt his cock and it began to grow. I leaned over and whispered to Jake that both the woman and other man had been staring at him when he took the towel off and he laughed and whispered back that he didn't know if he liked men staring but that he liked the idea of the woman looking at his cock. (Jake has about a 14" cock, when completely aroused, and I love it.)About this time the woman got out of the tub and she looked very sexy indeed. She smile at both Jake and me, and glanced at Jake's crotch before leaving. The man next to me moved a little closer and bumped against my thigh. "Excuse me," he said. I just smiled and winked at him. He left his thigh against mine so I whispered to Jake, "My guy is still trying to feel me up." He whispered back that I should tease the man a little. I said that I would if he would tease the other man. Jake smiled then stood up to stretch, turning his cock in the direction of the other man.Jake's cock looked huge like a trapped snake. The man tried not to stare but he kept sneaking looks at it. It looked like he was playing with himself, under the water. Jake noticed this too and sat back down and whispered to me, "I can't believe that I liked this guy looking at me like this." I squeezed Jake's cock and it seemed bigger than I had ever felt it. I whispered, "Why don't you move closer to him and see what happens?"Jake whispered, "What about the other guy?"I said smiled and shifted up closer against the guy.Jake smiled and copped a quick feel to show that he approved. Then he stood again, stretching and walked over to sit next to the man who was sitting by himself across from us.I watched my husband sit down close to the guy and then put my hand on my neighbor's leg, and started to slowly rub up and down his thigh.He in turn, put his hand on my thigh and rubbed me back, while pretending that nothing was really going on. I smiled at Jake knowingly, so he would know the other man wouldn't be paying much attention to him and the other guy. That's when Jake stood again and faced the other man and reached for his towel. As he reached over, his huge hard-on was just inches away from the man. That's when the man looked at me then looked up at Jake's crotch and placed his hand over Jake's snake, gently squeezing him once. I saw the look on the man's face as his hand squeezed Jake's cock.Jake sat down again next to the guy and leaned back against the edge of the hot tub and relaxed. Even though I was occupied with my guy, I noticed that the man had pulled Jake's huge dick out from under his tight trunks and had stated stroking it. I was really excited by this and although I never go too far with other men, I found myself pulling my guys dick out and stroking him just like the other man was stroking my husband. This was so hot. I glanced down at my guy's cock and noticed that he was about 8-inches long, and I knew (from experience) that I could get it all in my mouth. I can never get all of Jake's cock in my mouth.I leaned close to my guy and asked in undertones, if he would sit on the edge of the hot tub for me. He did as I requested. Jake and the other guy stopped what they were doing with my guy rose from the water, his stiff prick waving in the air to sit on the edge of the tub. I looked at Jake and liked my lips. And Jake just smiled and nodded slightly, so I took knelt in front of my guy and started sucking on him. Within several bobs of my head, he came. I was disappointed, but when I looked over at Jake I saw the other guy with a mouth full of Jake's cock and I started cumming so intensely that I almost screamed. I loved to watch Jake tease other woman, but it was even more erotic to see another man doing my husband's big cock.I watched as Jake's body tensed and then began to jerk as he came in the guy's mouth. Jake's cum was so copious that the guy couldn't take it all, and I noticed some of my husband's cum floating in the water around us.Once Jake stopped cumming and opened his eyes, the guy pulled away and mumbled that he had to leave. My guy made some excuse and let too, as in a big hurry. I understood. Later, I saw both men in the restaurant next door eating with their wives.**About an hour after they left, Jake and I were just heading up to our room when the woman that had been in the hot tub with us earlier walked by. As she passed us, I noticed her doing a double take towards Jake's crotch. I squeezed his arm and said, "Please tease her a little for me, before we go up to our room and I fuck your brains out!" Jake smiled, turned and walked right up to the woman and said that he had noticed her in the tub and that she looked very sexy in her bikini. The woman blushed as I just kept walking away. But I stopped at the corner looked back and watched as my husband held the woman's hand guiding it to his stiffening cock. I heard her whisper, "God, it's so big. You would never fit in me, but I'd love to see you cum, could I... maybe... jack you off?"In answer, right there in the hall, Jake pulled his trunks to one side allowing his huge throbbing spear to poke out into the air. Almost as if in a trance the woman moved up close to Jake and began to jack him off using both hands. She jacked him off, moaning softly until Jake's cock jerked and he groaned as he came, spewing cum all over her hand and onto the floor of the hallway. Almost in shock the woman took a moment to look around and then she cleaned my husband's dick off with her towel and her hands.As she finally walked away I saw her rubbing the towel against her face and even licking it. I was so hot watching Jake let her do that to him. I couldn't wait to get back to the room and fuck him.***The next morning Jake went to the hot tub early, as I ate some breakfast. As I was eating, three young teenage girls came in for breakfast and I heard them talking. One asked if the others had noticed the man going to the hot tub and the other said that yes they had noticed. Then the girl asked if they had noticed that when the man took off his towel he had the biggest hard-on she'd ever seen. The other two girls agreed. I just knew they were talking about Jake and I was getting so wet listening to their conversation. I just love the thought of everyone seeing how big Jake is and that he is all mine. It gets me so hot! And the thought that these sexy young teenage girls were admiring my husband, had me planning, again. I heard one say that they were going to the hot tub and hoped that the same guy would be there. I hurried to the hot tub and told Jake what I had overheard and that I really wanted him to tease these young women. He smiled and agreed, but said, "What happens if these girls want some action?"I said, "You can do anything you can get away with, except fuck them." (That's only for me and my little sister to enjoy your cock in our pussies.)As he sat in the hot tub, he stroked himself to make his cock long and hard.I watched from a table a few feet away, as the three girls approached the hot tub. They were all wearing the skimpiest bikinis possible and looked very, very sexy. I knew that Jake would have no trouble showing these girls what they wanted to see.As they got into the tub, Jake stood and stretched, letting his huge cock snake toward the top of his trunk's waistband. One of the more adventuresome girls sat nest to Jakes as he sat back down in the water. It looked like she brushed against his cock with her arm, as if by accident as he sat down. Jake sat back with his arms out to his sides on the rim of the hot tub, one arm behind in the girl's shoulders. Then I heard him say, "You girls are making me hard, you're gorgeous in those little suits of yours. If I could see a nice set perky titties, I'd get even bigger."All three girls looked around guiltily, then slid their tops off and waiting to see what would happen. Then as Jake pulled his huge cock out and began to play with himself, all the girls got close so they could see better. All three of them took turns holding and stroking his cock and he took turns playing with their tits.Since it was early and no one was around, Jake stood with all three girls holding on and let me watch the action. I was all ready cumming as he stood there and when Jake came on all their upturned faces all I could do was stroke myself harder and moan. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 47 |
ourfirstswing.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/ourfirstswing.txt | Circa 2002I was in the Marines, stationed in Miramar near San Diego. Everyone had returned home from deployment after 9/11 and as a result everyone was very horny. My Korean wife, whom I shall call Susan for this story, just finds out that she is pregnant. One night at a party she begins chatting for the first time with one of my friends, whom I shall call Adam. As the night wears on I noticed how she is looking at him, that look of interest and arousal. After we arrive home I ask her while we are having sex if she wanted Adam. That is the best time to ask her questions like that. Her guard is down and she admits to much more than she does any other time. As I suspected her answer was yes.Several months later I win two free tickets to a basketball exhibition game between the L.A. Lakers and a local college team. I feel this is a great opportunity for the two of them to have some time alone without me and talk some more. It would give him a chance to relax and be himself and maybe ask questions he wouldn't ask with me there.Now I have a deadline to approach Adam about the matter of having sex my wife. I knew if I were in his position I would consider an offer like that from out of nowhere to be too good to be true and not take the bait. Taking this into account, I take some Polaroid's into work and as I breech the subject with him I hand over the pictures at the same time. I have never seen eyes so wide as he looks to see what has been handed him. I ask him what he thinks of Susan and he kind of stalls and stammers as he looks at her pictures. I stand there with a large smile on my face, enjoying the scene playing out before me as I wait patiently for his brain to reboot.I can tell he needs a little jump start so I ask him if he is busy the night of the game. He snaps out of his stupor and tells me he is not busy and would very much like to go with Susan for the evening. Since he does not have a car on base I tell him Susan will pick him up at 6:30 and they can ride to the game together giving them a chance at privacy.Game night arrives and Susan leaves to pick up Adam while I remain home and straighten up the apartment. I receive a call from Susan around 9:00 informing me that the game was boring and they are coming home early. This heads up gives me a chance to order a pizza and it arrives mere minutes before they walk in the door. While eating a couple slices we are engaged in idle chit chat but I can see Susan and Adam eye banging each other rather fiercely.Finally, my horny wife decides to go take a shower before the night's main event while Adam and I remain and eat some more pizza. The bathroom is adjacent to and behind the living room which is where we are eating. I notice two things almost simultaneously. First, the shower sounds louder than normal and the other is Adam keeps looking back over his shoulder about every 10 to 15 seconds. I turn around to see what has his attention and I see the bathroom door is wide open and the shower curtain is not fully closed.After watching this myself for a solid 10 seconds I decide this is uncomfortable and just pick up my chair and turn it around. Adam sees me do this and promptly does the same. The two of us are sitting in the living room watching Susan in the shower like it is some kind of peep show. I look over at him and smile. He looks over at me and smiles. We clink beers together. We resume watching the wonderful show before us.Susan finishes her shower but surprises me by reaching out to grab her towel and not just stepping out and drying off. I ask her later about this and she claims she did not know about the curtain but left the door open to let out steam.She exits the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her and I stand and invite Adam into the comfort of the bedroom which is just opposite the bathroom door. We enter the bedroom and I gently lay Susan down on the bed with her head towards the edge and her feet away from us. With Adam frozen in position I pull one side of the towel open revealing her right breast. I reach over and pull the other side of the towel open revealing the remainder of her supine form.I hear Susan softly moan as she sees Adam's reaction to her sudden nakedness. That seems to be the trigger he needs to lean down and start passionately kissing my wife. As the two are kissing he begins softly squeezing her breasts which are swollen and sensitive from being 3 months pregnant. I am sitting on the bed next to them rubbing her pussy and trying not to interfere. I can tell he is still nervous and a little skittish as he runs his hand down over the gentle swell of her belly and feels my hand between her legs and jerks back like he is doing something wrong. I now slide back a little further giving them more room, letting him know to just enjoy himself.Adam breaks the kiss and glides his lips down her neck and across her chest, locking onto a very erect nipple. This elicits even more moaning from my wife making him even more adventurous. He is now sucking very hard on her nipple while aggressively rubbing her clit.I step over and grab her wrist and place it on Adam's crotch getting her involved in this. He is still fully clothed and after about a minute of her rubbing his dick through his jeans I tell him "That would feel much better if you took your pants off.". Without letting go of her nipple, he removes his pants and Susan's hand flashes back to his very ridged dick. This is the first time I have seen what she is about to enjoy. He is roughly seven inches long, maybe more, and decently thick. He has about an inch on me and I know Susan is going to love this.This change of position places Adam's cock mere inches from my wife's face and she pulls him into her mouth. As she is bobbing her head on his dick from underneath, he begins kissing his way down her belly and shortly the two are locked in a sixty-nine. I stand back and simply admire the view before me. My pregnant wife being eaten out by a guy she hardly knows while sucking his dick.Since we Adam and I are in the Marines and tested regularly and Susan being pregnant was just recently tested we decide not to use any condoms. She is already pregnant after all.Eventually, the two of them come up for air and he positions her doggy style to begin fucking her from behind. He has moved her so she is facing the foot of the bed and I naturally take advantage of this and walk around and slide my dick in her mouth. I have just now discovered that my sweet wife goes absolutely ape shit when she has two cocks at the same time.She is bucking and humping back at him while trying to suck my nuts out through my urethra. We start trading off on which end we are in and promptly resume spit roasting Susan.I tell Adam that Susan is also into anal and on the next rotation tries to ease his dick into my wife's ass. Unfortunately, he didn't use any lube apart from the copious amounts produced by Susan's pussy. She flinches a tiny bit and he panics again and just goes back to fucking her pussy. I ask Susan later about this and she tells me she is quite disappointed that he gave up so easily. She really wants him to fuck her in the ass. I presume while sucking my dick at the same time.While taking her from behind Adam leans back and pulls Susan back with him. She is now lying on top of him with his dick still inside her. She is disappointed again that she no longer has a cock to suck in this position because I do not get on the bed and straddle Adam's face. My balls would be or nearly be rubbing across his nose.Instead, I position myself between their legs and experience the most wonderful view in all of existence, a perfect sight of Adam's cock working in and out Susan's well fucked pussy. I have the bright idea that if I grab one of Susan's vibrating eggs I can give her even more stimulation and make her night even better.The room is dark so I lean fairly close to see where to place the egg and about two seconds after I touch egg to clit Susan spasms and her cootch clamps down on Adam's dick. Adam can't take this added stimulation and quickly flips his very wet dick out her sopping pussy. I immediately realize just how close I am when his dick nearly boops me in the nose.I am frozen in shock for a few seconds as I replay in my mind what just transpired. It slowly dawns on me that I almost ended Adam's night early and I begin to giggle to myself.After the two calm down, he flips Susan over and resumes fucking her from underneath while facing each other. I stand there enjoying the new angle when I notice him looking at me waiting to catch my attention. I watch him reach up and spread Susan's ass cheeks apart offering me my own wife's ass to fuck at the same time.I can't resist such a gracious offer and immediately climb up behind her and, using my own pre-cum as lube, slowly slide my dick into her ass as he is still holding her cheeks apart. When I am balls deep I hold very still allowing my wife to adjust to having a dick in her butt and having two dicks in her at the same time. While I am holding still Adam begins thrusting in and out.That is the most amazing feeling I have experienced to date, feeling another man fucking my wife. At this point I have been worked up so much the nights preceding that I know I will not last long, too much mental and physical stimulation. Too few minutes after having just started double penetrating my wife I get that all too familiar feeling in my balls and I know I am past the point of no return.I start slamming into Susan's ass and grunt and moan very loudly. That triggers Susan to start doing the same with her own orgasm, this in turn sets Adam off which gets Susan going even harder knowing she is filled with cum in both holes at the same time. Hearing and feeling her going harder prolongs my orgasm and as a result keeps her at her peak. It was a cycle that lasted several minutes.When we finally crested and came back down we slowly disengaged. Adam looked completely spent and Susan was a complete mess. We laid there, with Susan in the middle, slowly recovering our strength. She loves being between two men and has a completely contented look on her face. I swear as we are lying there, rubbing her body, I can hear her softly mewing.We eventually get up and Adam and I dress while Susan remains splayed on the bed. It is now a little after 2:00 AM and I have to drive Adam back to the barracks. I cringe when I look at the clock because we both have a PFT (Physical Fitness Test) in 4 hours. As we leave, Susan while still spread on the bed, says good bye and thank you to Adam.On the drive to base we talk about the amazing night that just transpired and recount our favorite parts.I return home from dropping Adam off and I find Susan in nearly the same position as when I left. I can't take this and very quickly strip and mount my sexy, sweet, pregnant wife, feeling another man's cum still in her pussy.This is the worst PFT I have ever run and it is totally worth it.END |
cameralovesme.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/cameralovesme.txt | Mrs. Goddard looks very different out of her lacy see-through chemise and back in her librarian's glasses, a simple navy blue dress with Peter Pan collar, fake pearls and respectably low heels. She's no longer Paris Hilton on steroids, just a very respectable town librarian "Melody says you might be interested in making some money.""Of course. Who isn't?" I'm suspicious. "What's the job?"It's two days since the swinger's party. Mrs. Goddard has asked me to meet in a coffee shop near my house. She explains that she's bought Mr. Haddingham's photography studio and is looking for models."You would be wonderful" she tells me. "You've got this gorgeous face and your body has really filled out nicely." I think it's not surprising that she's noticed my filled-out body since it's only a couple of days since she runs her tongue all the way from my filled-out breasts to my clitoris and back again while the deputy bank manager fucks her doggy-style and her husband watches. "Have you ever done any modeling, Samantha?"This doesn't seem quite the right time to tell her about the times Julie and I take off our clothes and fuck and suck for Mr. Haddingham, his friends and their cameras in the same studio Mrs. Goddard has just taken over. Anyway, we were young then, and foolish."Not really...""Would you like to?"I'm still suspicious. "What sort of modeling? Clothing or... like nude... that sort of thing?"Mrs. Goddard opens her hands wide and smiles. She has a nice smile. Exactly like a librarian in a movie. "Whatever you'd like, my dear." She leans over the table confidentially. "There's some nice money to be made modeling clothes for the local stores, of course." She pauses significantly. "But the real money's in nudity..."***Mr. Haddingham's studio now Mrs. Goddard's studio has hardly changed since Julie and I do our modeling there.The same lighting grid still covers the ceiling and lights are still scattered around the floor on black, metal stands. The same black leather chairs sit in corners and the same long, black leather couch (now occupied by two battered teddy bears) covers part of the thick white carpet. The faux-Chinese screen still cuts off one corner of the studio. Only the teddy bears, a copy of Playgirl, a TV, a double bed and two fading bamboo palms have been added.I sit on the black leather couch next to Mrs. Goddard and the teddy bears wearing a thin, silk Chinese robe. We sip tea and wait for the bra and panty marks to fade so I can get dressed again. So I can undress again, this time for the camera, without any marks on my skin."Men don't like the marks" explains Mrs. Goddard as if revealing classified information. "Another couple of minutes should do it." She changes the subject. "I think men are a bit tired of all those gruesome fuck films and are looking for something... how can I say... more tantalizing... more innocent. Don't you?"I don't answer. I've never been a man. At this age, just about all I know about men is that they're so simple, so focused on sex, it's almost impossible for any intelligent woman to understand them.Mrs. Goddard sips her tea. "That's what I'm trying to give them... lusty, busty innocence... and I think you're the perfect girl for it."I like the flattery, want more. "Why me? There's lots of pretty girls who'll take their clothes off...""I've tried others. But they all look and act like hookers in front of the camera. You look like a horny virgin... you've got this great slim body..." one hand goes inside my robe to cup a breast "and these amazing big boobs and nipples." Her fingers play with my nipple. "And when you want to, you can act like a whore. Like at the party. But you still look sweet and innocent. Every man's wet dream..." I remember the words. Melody uses them when she's getting me ready for the party, all braids and sexy schoolgirl uniform. Seems Melody and Mrs. Goddard have been talking."Thanks." I move away from Mrs. Goddard's hand. This is not the time to mix pleasure with business. Maybe later. Maybe if I get really horny making the film. But I don't think I will. It's just work. "And you guarantee it won't be sold in North America? Promise?"Mrs. Goddard crosses her heart. "Absolute guarantee. Only the Far East. Mostly Japan and Thailand, in fact." She considers. "Apparently Asian men love watching beautiful white girls with enormous boobs take their clothes off and masturbate." She puts her tea cup down on the floor. "Then again, who doesn't?" She sighs, doesn't wait for an answer. "Now, let's see if the marks are gone.""Wait a minute. What's this about masturbation? You want me to..."Mrs. Goddard nods. "Of course, dear. That's what they call the money shot. If you don't know how to... if you've never done it... I can show you."I giggle. "I know how to do it.""I'm sure you do, dear. I expect you're very good at it." She sounds like my mother."Wow... I haven't expected this," An interesting picture of me flat on my back jerking off in front of a camera flashes into my mind. "How much? What are you paying?"Mrs. Goddard frowns. It's like I'm using bad language in church. "I get a thousand dollars for a half hour. We'll split it? Five hundred each."Five hundred dollars is a helluval lot of money just for taking my clothes off and doing what I love doing, almost every day, in fact. The thought starts to excite me and I certainly need the money. But if I'm as good as she says I am, I can probably get more."Make it six hundred for me... or I get dressed and go home." I tighten the Chinese robe belt.Mrs. Goddard sighs. "Samantha... Samantha... ok, but it's got to be real. No faking.""I never fake it. Don't have to," I smile proudly."All right. Now let's look for marks."I slip the robe off. Mrs. Goddard touches my shoulders with delicate hands. "Yes... almost gone." Her hands cup my breasts. "Nothing here...", move down to my waist. "No marks." One hand touches between my legs and lingers, maybe testing for interest. "No panty marks. Thank you for shaving, my dear. Men like that." One finger caresses the tip of my clitoris. "I do like your little pussy... and I think it was such a good idea to bring Melody's schoolgirl outfit... you look so sweet in it."***Mrs. Goddard directs like the great Spielberg. "We're going to do three ten-minute sections. Each time you wear something different... school uniform... street clothes... negligee... that sort of thing. But it always ends the same way. You masturbate and orgasm."This is the situation for the first one... you've just come in from school and you're going to change out of your uniform into something more comfortable. But you're not going to undress immediately. Tease a bit. Men like that." She adjusts a light. "Would you rather look at the camera while I'm shooting... or pretend you don't know the camera's here?"I pull on a black fishnet stocking, attach the black lace suspender, smooth the stocking over my thigh. "Like... what's the difference?"Mrs. Goddard is professional. I guess she's had to explain this before. "If you look at the camera you're stripping for somebody who's actually in the room with you. Possibly an older man who just wants to watch you... and jerk off while he watches. Maybe he's paying you. Or maybe he's a relative... a rich uncle or someone who'll buy you a car... or pay for a week at a Club Med in the Caribbean... if you take your clothes off and touch yourself for him... do this little thing for him. If you look at the camera, he's the camera."She turns the stereo on to something soft and sweet. "But if you pretend you don't know the camera's here... don't look at it... ignore it... it's like a man's watching you undress through the keyhole or the window. He's a voyeur." She moves a plant closer to the couch. "Which is sexier for you, honey? I want you to feel sexy. I want you to feel really, really sexy."I remember Nancy's uncle watching us through the hole in the cottage wall while we undress and rub oil on each other's bodies. I've done the voyeur bit. I'll try the exhibitionist angle. "I'll look at the camera. That way, I'm in charge. That's sexier for me.""How you surprise me" Mrs. Goddard says sarcastically. She bends over the camera. "I can direct you... tell you what to do... because I'm shooting silent." She turns the music up a little. "I add this same music later." She adjusts something on the camera. "Now, walk in like I told you... remember everything's in one take. Only one. No edits. So just do what comes naturally, Samantha, darling. Action..."I walk in from off-camera, drop my school bag on the couch. I look back and smile shyly over one shoulder at the camera. It's the same shy smile, suitable for an innocent schoolgirl, I've practiced for half an hour in front of my bedroom mirror. I push the teddy bears aside, sit down facing the camera and pick up the Playgirl. I cross my legs, open the magazine, page through, looking for pictures of naked men."Now spread your legs a bit. Not too much."I uncross so the camera can look up my kilt."Very nice" says Mrs. Goddard. There's a long pause. I suspect it's because she's zooming in up my kilt. So I spread my legs a little more. I find a blond Russian in the magazine, not much older than me, lying on his side staring out at the camera. Seems he's a hockey player who wants to come to Canada and play in the NHL "and loves big-breasted women and nude beaches." His shaved cock dangles, flows, over one beautifully muscled thigh, almost touches the sheet underneath him. It must be enormous when erect. I feel a little quiver of interest."Very nice... very nice... now a little more thigh, Samantha..." I adjust my seat, pull my kilt higher. "The magazine... the stuff you're reading... is starting to make you horny, Samantha. Touch yourself as if you're thinking of masturbating... and look at the camera when you do it. Be provocative. Tease."One hand goes under my kilt. A finger rubs my pussy over my thong. To my surprise, it's already a little damp. I smile, all sweet and flirty, at the camera. Whoever's watching is some lucky guy. Maybe he's already starting a hard-on."Very nice... very nice... now take the stockings and panties off, Samantha... then everything else. Slowly, please, slowly... and look at the magazine or the camera and smile sexy while you do it..."Garter belt, stockings and thong come off. Then the kilt. I take my time untying the tie, undoing the shirt buttons and taking the shirt off. Now it's bra time. I reach for the clasp behind my back, glance at the camera, smile shyly, change my mind, go back to the picture of the naked Russian. His cock hasn't moved. Maybe he's gay."That's great... a little longer... then the bra. Lovely teasing."I've never taken so long to undo a bra. When it does come off and my breasts are free my nipples suddenly harden. Like a man's erection. They jut out from my breasts like little bullets. This is working. I feel sexy and in charge.Mrs. Goddard's voice is strained, tight. "The camera loves you, sweetie. Now lie back and start playing with your boobs... then your pussy. You know what to do. You've done it lots of times when you're alone. Think sexy... think the sexiest things you possible can... whatever turns you on...I want you to cum Samantha... I want you to cum for this man watching you... maybe lots of men watching you... yes... lots of men... wanting you. Gorgeous rich men."It's not just one. A dozen men, all rich, generous hunks, are watching me. I lift a breast to my mouth, suck on one hard nipple. Then the other. I smile at the men watching me, run my tongue around the nipple, blow a kiss at the watchers. If they don't have hard-ons by now they're probably dead.***I lie naked on Mrs. Goddard's couch, my legs spread wide... fondle my breasts... close my eyes... think fantasy.I'M IN THE TEAM'S LOCKER ROOM. OUR BOYS WIN THE HOCKEY MATCH, I'M THE PRIZE. BEHIND A ONE-WAY MIRROR COACHES WATCH ME, WAIT, IMPATIENT.UNDRESS, HANG CLOTHES IN LOCKER. SMILE AT MIRROR, WALK NAKED INTO SHOWER ROOM. WHERE THE BOYS ARE. NONE SPEAK, JUST STARE. EVERY BOY STARTS ERECTION. AM FLATTERED. TURN ON SHOWER. BOYS WATCH STEAMING HOT WATER CARESS MY BODY, RUN OFF NIPPLES IN STREAMS. SOAP BODY. TAKE LONG TIME. BREASTS SWAY LIKE HUGE MELONS. NIPPLES HARD. SOAP EXCITES ME. CARESS BETWEEN LEGS, ON CLIT, IN PUSSY. BOYS, ALL MALE MUSCLE, STAND LUSTING UNDER SHOWERS, HOLD COCKS, WATCH. NO SPEAKING. I'M SAD FOR THEM.WANT TO HELP. GO BOY TO BOY, SOAP COCKS AND BALLS. COCKS HARDEN MORE. BALLS TIGHTEN. BOYS WANT ME, DESERVE ME. THEY WON THE MATCH, NOW WANT THE PRIZE. BOYS FONDLE MY BREASTS, HUGE, FULL, HEAVY LIKE MOTHER'S. BOYS WITH THROBBING ERECTIONS FINGER MY PUSSY. ERECTIONS BECAUSE OF ME. I'M RESPONSIBLE. AM PROUD. DON'T LOOK IN EYES. DON'T WANT THEM THINKING I'M EASY, JUST SEXY. STROKE CLIT.I smile at the camera, not a shy smile now, a fuck-me smile... I lick my lips... slowly slide fingers into my mouth... suck on it. Fingers becomes the cocks of all these men watching... I suck deeper...BOY SOAPS MY BODY. LINGERS UNDER HUGE BREASTS, DOWN BETWEEN LEGS. FINGERS TOUCH CLIT, SLIDE INSIDE. BOYS WATCH, STROKE COCKS. WATER POURS OVER MUSCLES, OFF ENDS OF COCKS. WANTING ME. ALL OF THEM. OTHER BOYS SOAP ME, KISS ME, FONDLE BODY. LOVE IT. LOVE HARD MALE HANDS. THEY TRY TO PUSH COCKS BETWEEN MY LEGS. PUSH AWAY. NO... NOT YET... NOT YET. DON'T LOOK IN EYES. NOT THAT SORT OF GIRL. NOT YET. WHEN SAM... WHEN? SOON... SOON. PATIENCE BOYS.KISS BOYS ON LIPS, DON'T LOOK IN EYES. SLIDE SLIPPERY WET FEMALE BODY OVER SLIPPERY WET MALE BODIES. BEND TO TAKE COCKS IN MOUTH. ONE AFTER ANOTHER. STAY BENDING FOR THRUSTING WET COCKS TO SLITHER BETWEEN HUGE WET BREASTS. BOYS WANT TO CUM IN MOUTH AND VALLEY OF SHADOW OF BREASTS. BOYS WANT TO LEAVE CUM IN VALLEY OF SHADOW OF BREASTS. BOYS MUST WAIT. PATIENCE BOYS.Fingers flutter and dance over my breasts, tease my nipples...WALK BACK TO LOCKER ROOM. WATER DRIPS OFF NAKED BODY, LEAVES TRAIL. BOYS CAN FOLLOW TRAIL, FIND ME. KNOW THEY'LL FIND ME. KNOW THEY'LL WANT ME. KNOW THE COACHES WATCH ON OTHER SIDE OF MIRROR. COACHES ALL BIG AND OLD LIKE FATHER WATCH ME. WANT ME. JUST LIKE BOYS WANT ME.FIND USED TOWEL ON BENCH IN LOCKER ROOM. PICK UP, SNIFF DEEP. SMELLS OF MALE SWEAT. LOVE THE SMELL OF MALE SWEAT. LICK THE TOWEL. TASTES OF MALE SWEAT. LOVE THE TASTE OF MALE SWEAT. RUB THE TOWEL ON PUSSY, WRAP AROUND HIPS.Fingers slip and slide between clitoris and pussy...TEAM CAPTAIN FOLLOWS INTO LOCKER ROOM. THANKS ME FOR LEAVING TRAIL. HUGE AND MUSCULAR, NAKED EXCEPT TOWEL HANGING OVER ENORMOUS ERECT COCK. SAYS HE WANTS ME. WANTS TO BE MY BOYFRIEND. WANTS TO FUCK ME.FEEL SORRY FOR HIM. WANTING THE PRIZE SO MUCH. SMILE. DON'T LOOK IN EYES. HE REACHES ARMS AROUND ME, TOWELS FALLS OFF. WE RUB WET, NAKED BODIES. MY FACE KISSES HIS CHEST. BREASTS SLIDE, FLATTEN AGAINST BELLY. NIPPLES HARD. LIKE DIAMONDS. TEAM CAPTAIN PICKS ME UP LIKE BABY, STANDS ME ON WOODEN BENCH, SAME HEIGHT NOW. COCK OPPOSITE PUSSY. OPEN THIGHS, PULL BACK LIPS, TAKE COCK IN CUNT. SLIDES IN EASY. ADORE THE FEELING. WANT TO HOLD IT IN FOREVER. CRADLE TEAM CAPTAIN'S BALLS IN HAND. COCK THRUSTS IN, OUT, IN OUT OF PUSSY. TEAM CAPTAIN SAYS HE LOVES ME. LOVE HIM TOO. CAN'T SEE HIS EYES.The zone takes over. Nipples, hard like rocks, ache with pain and need... clit becomes the centre of the universe...ANOTHER BOY WALKS IN ROOM. IGNORES TEAM CAPTAIN SLIDING COCK IN AND OUT OF MY CUNT. NEW BOY WANTS TO BE MY BOYFRIEND. LOVE ME FOREVER. WANTS TO KISS ME. TELL HIM TO SUCK MY NIPPLE. SUCKS HUGE, HARD NIPPLE IN MOUTH. CAN'T SEE HIS EYES. BOY SAYS HE LOVES ME. TELL HIM I LOVE HIM TOO. HE'S SO GRATEFUL.REST OF TEAM WALK INTO ROOM. ALL NAKED. ALL WITH ENORMOUS HARD-ONS. EVERY BOY WANTS TO BE MY BOYFRIEND, KISS ME, FUCK ME. FEEL SORRY FOR THEM. SO EAGER. WANT ME SO MUCH. CAN MAKE THEM SO HAPPY. LOVE THEM. ALL OF THEM. TEAM CAPTAIN ROARS, CUMS IN PUSSY, PULLS OUT. THANKS ME. CUM RUNS DOWN THIGHS.My cunt humps my hand... I groan... small scream... body thrashes...LIE ON MASSAGE TABLE. BOYS SPREAD LEGS. I LOOK IN EYES NOW. TELL THEM I'M THE PRIZE, WILL DO WHAT THEY WANT. ANYTHING. JUST WANT THEM HAPPY. TELL THEM SUCK PUSSY... FUCK BREASTS... FUCK FACE... FUCK CUNT... BE HAPPY. LOOK IN EYES. LOVE ME. LOVE ME. ALL LOVE ME. BOYS HAPPY. COCKS GUSH INTO MOUTH. COCKS SPURT OVER BREASTS, BELLY. COCKS DRIVE INTO PUSSY. THROUGH MIRROR COACHES, AS OLD AS FATHER, WATCH, JERK OFF.The first, fantastic growl of orgasm ripples deep within my belly... my hand goes frantic...ALL OF THEM IN ME. ROARING, SHOUTING, CUMMING. EVERYWHERE. BUT ALL AREN'T ENOUGH. ALL NEVER ENOUGH. WANT MORE. MORE. CUM IN ME... FUCK ME... FUCK ME... DO IT TO ME... THRUST IN COCKS... CUM IN ME... DO IT TO ME... FUCK ME... FUCK ME... FUCK ME... DO IT AGAIN... AGAIN... AGAIN... COCKS... FUCK ME... FUCK ME... FUCK ME... COCKS... CUMMING... CUMMING... DON'T STOP... DON'T EVER STOP... CUMMING... CUMMING... CUMMING... YES... YES...YES...YEEEEEEES... YEEEEEESSSSSS."I open my eyes. Mrs. Goddard stands next to the camera, eyes wide, looking as if she's cum right here with me. "Holy jesus... that was lovely, Samantha darling... absolutely wonderful... dear god in heaven..." She takes a tissue out of her pocket, wipes sweat off her face. "That was so good darling..."And when she sits down on the couch next to me and lowers her head to my pussy I spread without being asked, close my eyes and think of the boys in the shower room and their hard, throbbing cocks and cum all over again.***I make five films for Mrs. Goddard starring me and the black leather couch or the bed, and each time a genuine moaning, groaning, screaming orgasm. After the first film she buys half a dozen different coloured vibrators and we change the vibrator for every film. "To provide some variety."Mrs. Goddard tells me the films are very popular in the Far East. Particularly Japan and Thailand. Certainly, the money's very good here, back home.But Mrs. Goddard says the money will be even better if we do a fuck film, though she calls it "a more adult film." She adjusts her respectable librarian's glasses, makes sure the cord runs correctly under the tight blonde bun at the back of her neck. "There's this really well-built bodybuilder comes into the library sometimes. He's never done anything like this before but I've spoken to him... and told him about you... and he's really interested. You'll love him.""Ok... but he'd better be cute... and I charge eight hundred to fuck."Mrs. Goddard sighs.***This time we use the bed, all girly and lacy and pink. The teddy bears sit on pillows waiting to watch.David is certainly well built. Muscles in places I've never realized men can have muscles. The bulges under his arm pits are so big he can't get his arms flat against his sides.He also can't get an erection."Don't you think Samantha's sexy?" asks Mrs. Goddard anxiously from behind the camera.David studies my head, jerking up and down on his flaccid cock. "Sure... I think she's very sexy... it's just..." He gives up. "I don't know..."I stop sucking, get off the bed. "You try" I tell Mrs. Goddard. "You be the fluffer.""What's a fluffer?" David asks miserably.I learn the word from a porno movie Robert shows me. "The girl who gets the guy ready for the fuck scenes. So the star doesn't have to keep working on him. The fluffer gives the star a rest. I'm the star. Don't you forget it, honey." I pull a robe over my naked body, sit down on one of the black leather chairs. This isn't working out quite as expected and it's a bit worrying. I can't remember when a guy can't get a hard-on for me. Maybe because it never happens before."You're not gay, are you?" I ask David. "I mean, you like girls don't you?"David lies there on the girly bed, a teddy bear on each side of his head, rippling with muscle. His cock nestles modestly between his splendid legs. "Sure," he says. "In fact, I've had lots of girls. Lots." He thinks. "Maybe it's the camera," he suggests. "Yes... that's it. It's the damn camera."Mrs. Goddard rolls her eyes and glances over at me. "I don't think he's gay" she says without conviction. "Show him what you've got again." Obediently, I open the robe, flash breasts and pussy. "Touch yourself," she directs. I put a hand down between my legs and rub my clitoris. "Maybe a little more enthusiasm," she suggests. I rub more enthusiastically.David watches fascinated but his cock ignores me."Shit!" says Mrs. Goddard in a most un-librarian way.David suggests hopefully to Mrs. Goddard, "Maybe you could try. If you don't mind too much?"She's even more un-librarian. "Goddam it to hell."David suggests shyly, "I've always wanted to fuck you, Mrs. Goddard. In the library, I mean."Mrs. Goddard blushes. "You have? Really? You mean it?" One hand flutters to her necklace. "Oh dear... I don't know what to say."This is getting interesting. I try to help. "Why don't you let your hair down." Mrs. Goddard hesitates, blushes even more, shrugs, takes the pins out of her hair and lets it cascade in blonde waves over her shoulders.David pushes politely. "I think you're very sexy, Mrs. Goddard. Could you take you dress off... undress for me. I'd really like that."Mrs. Goddard unbuttons her respectable librarian's dress and takes it off. She unhooks her respectable librarian's brassiere and pulls her respectable librarian knickers down. David watches and as he watches his cocks stirs, hardens, straightens. By the time she's naked except for the fake pearls he has a full, impressive hard-on."Wow... great... want me to try again?" I get up from the chair. "That's awesome..."Mrs. Goddard doesn't even look at me. "No thanks," she says firmly. "Just go and press that little red button on the camera..." She climbs on the bed, gets down on her knees, her mouth fastens on David's cock. His hands reach for her breasts. She groans. The teddy bears watch.I press the little red button on the camera.***END(The Camera Loves Me is chapter 50a in my 109-chapter autobiography "Life, Lusts and Loves of Samantha" exploring my fascinating times between the sheets and other places. My story is true, except that some of the facts have been changed to make it more interesting. Find me at [email protected]) |
teenageyears.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/teenageyears.txt | I hit puberty late, as a result I was always smaller then most boys my age. This, added to fact, I was nearly six months younger than most of the kids in my school.I discovered masturbation at the age of 13, and wore sores on my member and hand due to the amount of time per day I played with myself. I found that although sex and girls were a vast mystery, I felt the desire and lust deeply. I had done the usual bit of going into my mother's things, i.e.: bras, panties and so forth. I remember smelling dirty panties in the bathroom, and that odor that fascinated me. That musky odor that seemed to spark forces deep inside my mind. Dark and foreboding forces of animal pleasure's not yet known. Such was life at age 14 nearly 15. Not much with girls and knowing there would be more, anxious about what that would be.We lived in a very affluent part of Dallas, most of the household incomes far in-excess of $250,000 per year. Two houses over, lived a very wealthy family which consisted of a father who was always away. A very beautiful mother, in her forties, and their two children Mark, and Jill. Mark was about 16 and had just started to drive; he had all the things I wanted. Good looks, tall, muscle bound, he was very popular at school and he knew the right people. His sister Jill was 15 and she was equally beautiful, looking just like her mother. Short and sassy blond hair, with a wonderful smile. Her figure was ravenous for a girl of her age. And she was not timid, about anything. She had a reputation at school of being very wild. She didn't have a steady boyfriend, but she flirted with everyone. The family as a whole was known to be a little weird. Both Jill and Mark had their own rooms above the garage, and behind the main house. My room was located on our second floor in a converted attic. It had two shaded windows at either end of the pyramid shaped attic. The west side window looked out into both my next door neighbors house, and beyond could be seen the window of Jill's room. She always had the drapes pulled, blocking my attempts to use the telescope my dad had gotten me years ago.It was about 10:45pm on a Tuesday, I was hacking away on my Commodore computer at my desk with that west side window open. It was getting late and I was about to jack off to a stolen playboy and go to bed. Then I saw Mark's car lights coming up their drive way, coming to a halt just before the garage. Both car doors opened, and Mark and Jill stepped out. Jill was bouncing around in her private school uniform consisting of a sweater and checkered mini skirt. Mark wore Levi's and Polo. Jill followed Mark up the stares to their rooms, and ran up and hugged him. It was strange to me, the manner in which she embraced him. I could see that they were talking about something, but from this distance in the dark I could not tell what. I pulled out my old telescope and rapidly tried to focus in on their front door to the garage. I thought I could make out Jill's sweater unbuttoned and the white of her blouse below, which it also looked to be unbuttoned. I paused and tried to focus better. Just at that time Mark opened the door and turned on their inside light. This light obscured my vision as they walked into the apartment and shut the door. "Damn!" I shouted. Strange thoughts started rolling in my mind, all the possibilities for what I thought I had just seen. The image of her unbuttoned shirt and the tan of her skin beneath. My dick started to enlarge, with my mind fixed on that image. I stroked myself under my boxers, as a smear of pre-cum slipped my hand along. I was yet again resigned to myself. Left only imagining what was taking place behind the doors of their garage apartment. My dick was hard and my eye's were closed, stroking up and down leaning back in my desk chair. I opened my eye ever so slightly, and caught a strange light out beyond my window. My eyes flew wide open as I watched Jill pull open her blinds and open her window. She was dressed in nothing but her white school blouse half unbuttoned, staring out into the night. The white light from within her room creating a ghostly image against the dark. I hurriedly moved my telescope back into position, and rapidly began to focus. Fearing that the lights would go off, and the moment would be lost. This time however nothing changed, the telescope brought me a prefect image of her body. She was only visible from the waste up, and I could now see the white outline of her bra. I could barely make out the outline of her breasts, so firm and round. The cool night air, causing the nipples to slowly erect. She seemed to have a strange foggy expression on her face, almost out of touch with what was around her. In a sort of a surreal, state of being, beyond that of normal action and response. She moved away from the window, but yet still allowing me a view of the interior of her bedroom. Her arms pulled off the white blouse exposing her bra, and revealing for the first time, her white lace panties. She rolled her head back and forth, and sat on the edge of her bed, which was clear out of the corner of my vision. I fumbled with the zoom setting on the telescope and tried to bring things in closer and clearer. The view now became clear, Jill moved her arms up to slowly brush her right breast, its nipple growing with the pass. On the down stroke she cupped and squeezed it, with this one hand, and with her index finger, she traced the outline of her bra, around its top edge. Then feeling more forceful she moved her index finger under the lace to gently touch her now fully erect nipple. I stopped and thought to myself, unsure of what I was seeing. My heart pounded inside my chest, my dick was as hard as I had ever seen it. Things were moving way to fast; I wanted to somehow be there with her, to touch her.I strained and looked closer as her free hand moved down the side of her chest and waste coming to meet the center of her abdomen, around her belly button. There her hand paused a moment slowly circling around the top lace of her panties. Her stroking went still lower, as I lost focus for a second and she spread her legs. I pulled the zoom lens back a bit and could now see her hand had found it's way under her panties, Where I could barely make out the rotation of her fingers. Her legs spread wide now. She pushed her self up further on the bed, as to lay flat. But with the final push up further on the bed, she was out of my view now, except for her feet showing at the beds end. Big toes pointed away from each other. Slowly moving faster and faster, in a jerky motion. "Fuck!!" I'm missing it. I moved my telescope to all possible angels, trying to get a closer look. Each time perhaps seeing a little more, but not the whole thing. But then in the heat of the moment my eye caught something, something so slight as to almost go un-noticed. The closet door in her room had a full length mirror. And via the reflection of this mirror I strained to make something out. At first I thought it was the reflection of a poster of a man against her wall, but then the supposed poster moved a little, and came better in focus. It was Mark. Mark was standing somewhere in her room, hidden off somewhere to her side. His was dressed only in a muscle shirt, and nothing else. It was very difficult to make out the scene from a reflection, but he appeared to have his cock in hand, moving his hand with a strong grip up and down its length. Mark was 16, and well built. But what was he doing in his sister's room, watching her playing with her clit! I strained hard to see as much as I could, seeing Mark's hard cock being stroked back and forth, while still hoping to catch a better view of whatever Jill was doing.Whatever she was doing, its pace was quickening. The movement of her feet, picked up, as she moved up and down the bed with an intensifying pace. Mark was also picking up steam, jerking his cock faster and faster, changing hands and grips from time to time. My own cock dripped pre-cum as my hand whacked away. I was so close to cumming, and I felt a sexual high, I had never known before.Just then Jill's feet spasimed and shook. This lasted for about 20 seconds, and then she was still. Mark was feverishly moving his hand up and down his dick's length. Jill's feet disappeared for a moment. And then I lost Mark's reflection in the mirror. Scrambling to recover, I moved the telescope around. Still nothing. Minutes turned to an eternity. "Please God, let this not be it!" I mumbled to myself.Then Jill, fully nude sat at the end of her bed. Followed by a now, totally nude Mark. Mark stood right in front of her, her face coming up to his waste. She then reached out and took his cock in her hands, He trembled with her touch. Jill began to move her hand firmly up and down Marks cock, picking up steam with each stroke, her free hand now went down between her legs, but I couldn't get a good look. With my own hand barely moving, and yet I was moments away from cumming. Mark's back arched and Jill's hand caught his climax on an up stroke. His cock sent a ribbon a cum up and on to her chest. I immediately followed, sending my own cum spurting all over my hands and boxer shorts. My own spasm knocked the telescope out of focus for a second. I recovered somewhat, and refocused. Mark stood over Jill, Jill still milking the last drop of Marks cum, I could see the white globs of his aftermath, which Jill now rubbed in. Somehow the lights in their room went out and the room was completely dark. I watched for a few minutes more, but nothing. I went to my bathroom and got a towel to wipe myself off. The whole thing being like a dream, the time now being around midnight. Sleep was hopeless, but I found myself exhausted. I took one more look into the dark room of my neighbors, and crashed myself into my bed, rubbing my own cock still and thinking about what I had just seen.I sat in my bed that night and sorted the new feelings I felt. Seeing Jill like that, the reality of it still shocked me. But it was more than that. The thought of Mark standing there, hard cock in hand also sent strange feelings. These feelings I felt the most ashamed of, why was I turned on at seeing both of them? Was that wrong? I never thought that I had a problem with gender identification, I accepted and enjoyed the fact I was male. But somewhere deep inside, there was a fascination to experience all forms of sex. Almost limitless, with pleasure as the only goal. A primal drive, for which I now felt guilty and ashamed. Sleep finally came that night, filling my mind with the nude forms of what I had seen. Right or wrong, I liked it, and wanted more.SaturdayThere was a walkway that ran down the back of each house. It was too small to be a alley. In some places you could only walk by single file. Most people stayed out of this area, because it was pretty creepy, and some places had poison ivy. It was getting close to nine at night, and during the last couple of days I had been tormented by no repeat sessions at the window. I longed for a closer look, I felt myself compelled to get closer. Regardless of the risks. I told my parents I was going out front for awhile, then slipped around to this back mini alley I described. Mark and Jill's house was only about 75 feet down this alley but it was surrounded by a tall brick wall. My plan was to climb the tree that was above that wall and try to see inside her window, or at least his. The wall to alley side was covered in plants, and I found it hard to gain a foothold, and start the climb. Carefully I started my climb, and found the limb I wanted to sit on, it partially covered my with other limbs and leaves. Jill's shades were partially pulled down, and a dim light somewhere in the room didn't light much. I looked down in the drive way and noticed that Mark's car was not there. Parked to the side there was however a red Z-28, with the personal license plate that read "2MUCH4U", I thought I had seen that car before at school. It belonged to a senior cheerleader. Karen Love. (No joke, her last name was Love) Since there weren't any other cars around I could only assume that they were alone, with no parents, or her brother Mark. As I moved along my branch, I could see the blue glow of their huge swimming pool. They not only had a pool, but to the side a Jacuzzi, and along the back wall a oak sauna room. This was pointless I thought to myself, as I prepared for a long wait. My ass, already becoming sore from sitting on the limb. About twenty minutes later Jill, and what looked like Karen came out down the stairs of the apartment, to the pool area. I tried to be perfectly quiet, scared out of my wits of being caught. They were only 20 feet away, and I could hear their voices. Both had on two piece thong swim suits, which Karen filled out to the max. She was older than Jill, and a true women. Judging from what I knew about bra sizes from my mothers bra's she was ever bit of a 36D. They walked down into spa, and put down their towels, and began to talk, as they dipped their toes in the steaming water. This continued for a while, Until Karen reached into her towel, and pulled something out. They seemed to talk about something, for just a while. Then I saw a match strike, as Karen lifted a cigarette to her mouth and lighted it. After she smoked it, she handed it to Jill. Pot. I thought to myself. Then the wind lifted the smell of burnt rope up to my tree limb. They sat for the next ten minutes and smoked, and laughed, then got into the hot tub. Their hair wet now, and my vision clouded from the raising steam. Then I saw something fly off, out of the hot tub and onto the concrete around the pool. I still couldn't see much, but Karen and Jill were in close quarters. Then Jill got out of the spa and sat of the concrete ledge. The item throw out moments before was her top. Her breasts glistened in the glow of steam and low night light. Karen was moving her hand up around Jill's thigh, slowly spreading her leg gently apart. Karen moved her hand firmly, with deliberate movement. Jill arched her head back, bracing herself as she leaned backward. Karen looked up at Jill, and moved her head in to kiss Jill's inner thigh, moving her hand up. Jill licked her lips, the steam rolling off the tub, as Karen's hand found her thin mound of pubic hair. Karen's hand rotating gently in a circle, as her mouth moved closer to her genitals. Jill grasped, and moved up to grasp Karen's face with her hands, as Karen thrust her face and tongue deep inside Jill. I moved a tree branch ever so slightly as to get the best possible look I could, that sense of thrill overtook me once again. And my heart felt like it would explode inside my chest. Once again an erection strained against my tight blue jeans. Karen continued to mash her face firmly into Jill's pussy, moving her hands in closer to spread Jill's lips to provide better access to her clit. Jill started to make groaning noises, as Karen's pace quickened. She ran her hands through Karen's long brunette hair, pushing her face harder against her. Karen reached up with her right hand and began to gently rub Jill's ample breasts, which seemed to turn Jill on, to even greater heights. Jill's reached up with her free hand and also caressed her breast. Pushing harder against it, while tracing the outline of her nipple with her index finger. I rubbed my own cock through by jeans, feeling my own heat build. I somehow felt joined to sexual event they were sharing, somehow joined as the frenzy of their sex increased to a fever pitch. I could feel that Jill was close, close to a huge climax. This excited me, to near hypnotic levels. Jill had reached the point of no turning back now, Karen's head shook back and forth, pushing hard against Jill. Jill began to let out deep groans, with steady frequency. Building and building, more and more, louder, louder. Jill's Head shot up, and her hips jerked, the pleasure release of orgasm. Karen continued to suck and push, gaining her own pleasure in Jill's climax. Karen's face parted from Jill's soaked pussy, and she moved her hand to gently rub her clit slowly. This sent a shiver of pleasure through Jill, and caused a slight moan. Jill slowly regained her composure, and jumped into the hot tub with Karen. They sat close, and Karen looked deep into Jill's eyes. Karen took Jill's hand in hers and moved it up to her own breast, which still was covered by the swim top. Jill looked into Karen face, with a eager but unsure expression. Karen smiled back at her and moved closer to give her a gentle kiss. Jill seemed to accept Karen's kiss awkwardly, but then as their passion grew she become more and surer of herself. Letting herself go, as their tongues danced in the others mouth. Karen rubbed Jill's hand harder against her breasts and carefully pulled up her top exposing herself to Jill. Karen's breasts with so large, and Jill's hand explored every each, as if for the first time. Karen broke the kiss and said something to Jill, Jill looked back at Karen as she now guided Jill's hand under the hot tub's bubbling water. Jill's face showed concern, the concern one what have of failure of riding the bike for the first time. Jill's hand must have been guided to the right spot, Karen's expression changed, her mouth opened and her eye's closed. I could see by the movement of her upper arm that Jill's hand was quite busy on Karen under the water. Jill seemed to gain her excitement back now at the prospect of giving Karen pleasure. Jill was now sucked into the entire experience, letting her own passion build with her control over another. My leg had fallen asleep, and the racing of my own heart made me feel dizzy. I watched the two huddled lovers, and began to lose touch with exactly what I was doing and the risks I was taking doing it. Karen stopped Jill, and spoke to her, words were exchanged, and Jill lifted herself up and out of the hot tub. Karen followed her, there they stood both completely nude, backlit by the blue glow of the pool and the night sky. They held each others hand and walked over to the sauna room, opened its door as steam poured out. Karen moved her hand to cup Jill's ass and moved her finger teasingly around her wet slit. They kissed and walked inside the sauna. The door shut, and I was alone.I sat there for a moment, legs asleep, sexual aroused to the point of addiction. I wanted to get closer, I had to get closer. I tried to move from my tree limb to the top of the brick wall. I reached out with my foot, and placed it on the top of the wall. I put my weight on my leg to move, when just then my leg gave way sending me crashing five feet into the bushes of their back yard. The noise was deafening, as I waited for Jill and Karen to storm out of the sauna. Nothing, just the quiet night around me, and the whine of the pools water jets. I hurt, and I lost my erection. I went around the inside wall area to the sauna as to avoid being seen. The large door to the sauna had a window, granted this window was steamed, but I could see that there was a light on inside. Inside I could make out two bodies gripped in embrace. I was now at the doors edge and could hear their moans of pleasure from inside. I slowly peeked inside through the glass. Karen and Jill were in a 69 position, with Karen on the bottom. Karen's tongue dashed in and out of Jill's pussy as she also pushed a finger inside Jill's ass. Both were in the throws of passion. I became so engrossed in what I was seeing that I didn't hear the footsteps approaching behind my. I had been standing facing the door when I felt something from behind smash me into the door frame, created a large crash. I was terrified, I looked behind me, it was Mark. He looked pissed. "Spying are we?" I didn't say a thing. Not knowing how to respond. Mark was much larger than I, and opened the door to the sauna, surprising the girls who had stopped after hearing the noise. "Jill, look what I found outside watching."Jill looked at me angrily, Karen even more so, I could tell that they had reached a point in which they didn't want to stop. "I've seen this nerd-boy at school, if he tells what he's seen I'm ruined," Karen said. Mark's grip tightened around me. Jill's expression turned down, and she tried to cover herself with her arm, when she saw that I was staring at her. "I won't say a thing," I spoke. "Karen's right, if he says anything at school, your all fucked, we need to make it that he has just as much to lose as we do." Mark smiled as he spoke. Jill remained silent and followed the looks back and forth between Mark and Karen. "What do you suggest Mark." asked Karen. "Like I said give him a reason, not to want anyone to know what happens here." He reached down with his hand and grabbed my now limp dick hard. "That hurt!" "Help me Karen, get his clothes off." Mark held my hands behind my back as Karen moved forward and quickly unbuttoned my Levi's, I had no boxers on, and she slipped the jeans down to my ankles. Jill looked surprised and just watched. Karen's breasts were only inches away from my cock as the shock, and surprise disappeared and my dick began to rise. I couldn't help it. Karen saw my dick rise so quickly and took it in her hand. My member was throbbing now. She looked unimpressed, but yet fascinated by my age. "Have you ever had a women touch you this way?" Karen asked me. "No, never." "How does it feel?" she said. "Good, but he's hurting me." Karen stood up and looked at Mark. "That's just part of it dear." I now could feel that Mark's cock was rising still covered by his shorts, but hard enough for me to feel against my back. Mark threw me down hard against a bench inside the room. My chest hit the hot wood, as my knee's bent and hit the wooden floor. I was scared now. Mark placed his hand around the back of my neck and pushed my face down hard into the wood. I couldn't move. With his free hand He licked his fingers, and wiped the wetness against my ass hole. Oh God I thought, What is he going to do. I panicked and tried to struggle, but there was no use. Karen helped him pull down his shorts with out losing his grip against my neck. I could feel the tip of his cock at the crack of my ass. He added a little more spit, and suddenly pushed himself in. I thought it would rip me open. He was all the way in, a tear came to my eye as my butt muscle clamped down against the intrusion. He began to stroke in and out, being very forceful, and pretty rough. I made little noise, except the air rushing in and out of my lungs with each downward stroke he had. I saw Jill looking, in shock, she was obviously not enjoying this. Mark's strokes became faster and faster, as the pre-cum from his cock further lubed my ass, making the experience at least less painful. I was ashamed, and totally under his control. I started to understand now why he was doing this. I would never tell a soul about this night. Mark went especially deep with a stroke and grunted, when he pulled out, my ass closed tight, and he used his hand to ejaculate a ribbon of cum on my ass and the back of my shirt. The cum felt warm and slimy. He released his grip around my neck, as I lay there for a moment, unsure of what came next.I lay there for what seemed like an eternity, waiting and wondering what came next. "Now, that was the hard part kid, we know your not going to talk, so now your OK." Mark said. The tension seemed to be relieved from the room somewhat, the steam from the sauna was clouding my vision. Jill ended her silence and came up to me and offered her hand to help me up. I slowly tried to stand, then realizing that my jeans were pulled down around my ankles. "I'm sorry for that, but he's right, people just wouldn't understand. You have to have as much to lose as we do. Besides It's not all that bad." Jill spoke and seemed to regain her calm sexy composure. Mark and Karen moved to the far end of the sauna and climbed too the highest seating area, where they talked, and watched me and Jill. Karen slowly stroking Mark's limb tool. Jill reached down to my ankles and began to remove my jeans, surprisingly I gave in and lifted my legs one at a time as she removed the jeans and threw them to the ground. I then removed my cum strained shirt and threw it also to the ground. Everyone was nude now, and the steam gave me a light head, not to mention, the experience and trauma of what was happening. My heart raced, as Jill motioned that we should also climb to a the upper level and sit. I followed, and sat next to her trying to conceal that my cock was standing at full attention. I partially tried to cover it with my hand. She looked me in the eye, ever so gently, and moved her hand to remove mine, to uncover myself. I looked at her for reassurance. She gently stroked my hand cock, and sent a jolt down my spine. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" Jill asked. "No," I said. She grasped my member in her hand, moved all the way down it's length and squeezed tightly up the up stroke. The clear pre-cum smearing over the tope of her fingers. Out of the corner of my eye I could now see Karen head buried deep on Mark's hard again cock. He stared directly at me and his sister. Jill's hand moving slowly up and down, the pleasure inside me growing by the second. The fear still present also in my mind. The two made a strange euphoric state.Jill moved forward and moved her hand along my young chest and then moved downward. I knew what she was going to do but was never prepared for how it would feel. For the first time in my life, a women wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and took my member deep within her mouth. I let out a gasp, as she sucked hard on the upstroke.Then proceeding down again, very, very slowly. It wouldn't take much of this to lose my load. I tried to think about something else, I was afraid I would cum in her mouth any moment. She pulled her head up and looked back at me, smiling and a hint of pre-cum on her lips. She sat Indian style to me, and reached for my hand, grasping it she lead me down to the thin curly blond hair of her pussy. She made me place my hand out flat, and then glided my fingers down the base of her snatch. My fingers were covered in the wetness, it felt wonderful. Silently she guided me to her clit, she showed me exactly how to rub it, using he wetness to coat its length. She closed her eye's and moaned as I moved my hand in the circular motion she had shown, feeling her passion grow I slowly increased my pace to raise her passion. She reached up with her hand and grabbed my face, pulling it lower. "Use your tongue, eat my pussy."I slowly moved down as she guided my head toward the right place. I stuck my tongue out and thought twice before I plunged in to her wetness. It had such a strange intoxicating odor to it. Jill reached down and with her hand spread herself wide open for me, and then grabbed my head pushing it hard against her flesh. I tried to move my tongue as fast as I could, but I was having trouble breathing. All the juices filled my mouth, as Jill's own breathing picked up it's pace. She moaned, when I would lick her in a certain way, so I learned from her feedback quickly. Finding myself engrossed in driving her to new peaks. Karen, and Mark now came over to our part of the room, the sweat dripping of each of them. My head was swimming, but I kept my tongue moving, as Karen reached down to play with Jill's breasts, all the while watching me eat her friend's pussy. Mark was standing two feet or so away furiously beating away at his own cock. He lost it again and moved forward to spurt yet another ribbon of equal force across his sister's chest. Three such streams erupted from his cock, some landing on Jill's pubic hair which I was diving on. I caught a taste of his salty solution, and proceeded to bring Jill off. The sight of her brother's actions, and my tongue, mixed with Karen caresses, sent Jill over the top. She screamed out her orgasm, over and over. The entrance to her love hole contracting with spasms. This lasted for about another 15 seconds, and then she pulled my head away and requested that I stop. My mouth and face full of her cum, and wetness. I was intoxicated with animal desire now. Karen leaned over and revealed her shiny pussy to me, saying. "Bring that little thing over here." I looked at Mark, "Go ahead, kid, it's your turn." I moved closer to her not knowing what to do, or really where to putt it. She reached from behind her, and grabbed my cock guiding it into her spread lips. The hot of her pussy, and that of the sauna made everything wet. I moved inside her. Feeling the gut wrenching pleasure. Karen knew I wouldn't last long, and looked form behind and said. "Start fucking kid, there will be other times to go slow." We were in the perfect doggy style, her ass arched up into the air, with the back sloping down, her arms spread out flat against the floor. I took her advise and began to pump away with greater and greater force. I reached with my hands and grabbed the sides of her hips to pump even deeper. I must have been in touch with some more primal force from mans distant past. I pumped and pumped, and actually made her scream with pleasure. "Come on kid, fuck me, fuck me! Don't stop I'm almost there," she said. Jill watched and ran her own finger up and down her wetted pussy. It was over for me, I couldn't take any more, with one final stroke I shot my cum deep inside her. But I kept moving even as the pace of orgasm went through my body. I kept going determined to get her off. Karen reached behind her and started to rub her clit as I pumped. That was all it took, and she screamed as climax tore threw her body. I collapsed from the heat and Karen fell forward, the white outline of my cum oozing from her pussy. Mark and Karen Smiled at each other, and I fell back from the group. "Remember kid, not a word, or everyone will know you had my dick up your ass. And you enjoyed it too," Mark said. I nodded my head in agreement. We all sat there for about another hour. Mark and Karen left, leaving me and Jill to slowly and quietly explore each others bodies. No commitment, nothing to be ashamed of, no pleasures left out. I wouldn't ever tell anyone of that night, but it would shape the way I looked at both love and sex for the rest of my life. In a world so filled with hate and loneliness, how could what we had that night been bad?END |
slimming.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/slimming.txt | My wife Paula had decided she needed to slim. I don't know why, she sure looked good to me. Her 5 foot nothing figure was nicely rounded where a good looking woman should be. But as a mere male, who am I to argue. After several weeks of jogging and gym workouts she didn't seem to be getting anywhere. A friend had recommended some slimming pills which she got on the day we were going out to dinner for our 5th wedding anniversary. It was only later that I found out she hadn't read the instructions correctly, it said that on no account should alcohol be consumed within 24 hours of taking a pill. She took a pill just before we left home, we had a lovely dinner and the evening was going fine. That is until after two glasses of champagne. Suddenly she was just sitting there with a smile on her face and looking blankly into space. She was as high as a kite. Well that's the evening over, I better go call a taxi and get her home I thought to myself. I asked at the bar if they could phone a taxi for me. The barman said no need to, there are always taxi's outside. I thanked him and as I turned around I was shocked to see a guy sitting in the booth next to my wife. He seemed to be whispering in her ear. The next thing really amazed me; my cock sprang to attention as I watched him slide his hand across her breasts. I didn't know what to do. Should I run over and rescue her? But I was enjoying the show far too much. My little head over ruled my big head and I went and stood at the end of the bar where I could get a better view and maybe close enough to hear some of what was said. I was turned on out of my mind as I watched his hand go inside her low neckline and cup one of her lovely breasts. Just then two other guys, one of them was a black guy, got in the booth sitting opposite them. They were obviously friends of the first guy. 'What you got here?' Asked the white guy. 'Dunno replied the first guy, she was just sitting here all alone and stoned out of her mind. So I thought I would help myself to a little fun.' 'She sure is zonked out of her skull.' The black guy said as he reached over to pull her top a little lower. 'Well give us a look man! Don't be keeping it all to yourself.'The guy lowered her shoulder straps and eased both of her luscious breasts out of her dress. He held them in both his hands as the other two reached over and started pulling her nipples. This was just too much; I came in my pants without even touching myself. I had to go to the toilet to clean up. When I returned they were all gone. Now I started to panic. What had I let my wife in for? 'Hey man!' The black barman beckoned to me. 'You looking for you wife?''Yes!' I almost shouted. 'Where is she?''You were enjoying watching her being felt up, yeah!' 'Well yes but where is she?''She's OK man, I told the guys to take her into the back room. Can't be having no sex show here in the restaurant. Just go on through there; it's the door on the left. I be in, in a few minutes for my turn with the slut.' Almost in a daze I went in through the passageway, I once again had a raging hard on, knowing that Paula was having sex with three strange men and the barman referring to my sweet little wife as a slut. Why was this turning me on so much, the thought of strange men using my wife for their sexual pleasure. But nothing had prepared me for what I found in that room. Paula was completely naked and lying on a table. No longer was she in a daze but was actually taking an active part in what they were doing to her. She had her legs over the black guy's shoulders as he was fucking her. Another guy was fucking her mouth and she was wanking a third guy. Just then the black guy groaned as he filled her pussy with cum. As he withdrew, I could see strands of cum from his black cock to her delicious little pussy. I had never seen her pussy look so red and puffy before. Just then the black barman came in. 'Hey man! Look at the state of that cunt. You can't expect me to fuck that when it's full of cum.' With that he pushed me to my knees between Paula's legs. I felt his hand on the back of my head, easing my face ever closer to her loveliness. I didn't resist as my face was pushed into the sloppy mess. My tongue automatically darted out and started lapping at Paula's used pussy. My tongue was obviously getting to her as I felt her legs tighten around my neck and her hands clutched at my hair pulling me harder into her pussy. She had always loved having her pussy eaten and now was no exception. If anything she was more turned on than I have ever known her to be. Her moans grew louder and louder and by the time she came to a shuddering orgasm, her pussy was once again nice and clean. Just then I was pulled out of the way as the barman got between her legs and quickly started to fuck her. This went on for a couple of hours as each of the four guys took turns fucking my lovely Paula. Eventually they had had enough and went off and left us alone. Paula wanted more orgasms so I set my tongue to work, giving her as much pleasure as I could. As we were leaving, the barman said if we came again, we could have a free meal and drinks and he would get more black guys for Paula. We are still thinking about it. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 48 |
icaught.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/42/icaught.txt | I'd been married just over a year when I found Paul and Mandy fucking in the break room. I'd heard a lot of stories about Paul, the way he'd basically turned the place upside down when he used to work here. The women throwing themselves at him, and all the straight men couldn't stand him. The fags loved him and hated him, but then there were a few bitches in the company that I'd have fucked just because they were so damn hot.If I wasn't married, that was. I'm pretty handsome to boot, but I don't have the player instinct. When a guy like Paul comes along, you get reminded that some people got looks, and some people got it. He'd get laid every weekend if he'd been strictly average looking, and Paul looked better than that.Milton associates rented out a/v equipment to hotels, parties, whoever. We had a staff of a/v techs (straight, white, male, nerds in their thirties) and MC's: Gay men in their 40s who couldn't land a chorus line anymore, and women in their 20's who were too inexperienced to land a commercial or extra role, or not quite hot enough to be successful without spending their lives working very, very hard. Amanda was one of these. A little too gangly, a little too serious, teeth not quite straight, and always an honest little grin-the girl next door, but a couple tics shy of masturbation material. Most of the girls were like that. Jessie was a little fat in the booty department; Chris had the most amazing ass in the universe but next to nothing up top; that sort of thing. In my reality, these were real women, and I thought they were all gorgeous in their own ways. Each of them had found their ways into my lonely thoughts when Deb had gone away on one of her weekend trips without sexing me up first (which was every weekend nowadays). Something about handing out assignments in the dressing room to a bunch of half dressed ladies and a wife that's just never in the mood since she started her new job, I guess. I was the assistant manager, and since the manager was on vacation three weeks out of the month, I was pretty much in charge, but had no real power. Whenever I found myself in a situation where I needed to throw my weight around you could almost taste the sneers on the guys who had been working in the company for a few years. They knew they could get away with murder until the boss came back so long as they showed up on time and did their job. Most of the guys were okay. A bunch of queens who were content to show up, look gorgeous, smile at the ladies, and get a check. Paul was the only real anomaly. A butch straight man in his twenties with a grin to die for, a five o'clock shadow that never grew or faded, and a body... Well, he was stocky and butch, but it was really his smile that got people. No matter how much of a whiney asshole he might be if his suit wasn't pressed the night before, or if someone got him spring water instead of mineral water, everyone loved him in spite of how much they hated him.Now when I found Paul and Amanda, I'd basically spent the better part of two years fantasizing about this girl. Since we were both engaged to other people when we met (now married) I'd never so much as laid a hand on her, in spite of the fact that she hugged and cuddled with absolutely everyone else at work (in the most platonic way-she was everyone's little sister). Mandy was the model of loyalty. A stable girl who was planning a family and married a nice, geeky guy who taught History in junior high. She always showed up to work on time, did her job, and didn't whine. She didn't dress trashy even in Summer when in was 90 degrees in the office. She was the ultimate daddy's little girl, and only my fantasies could make her trashy. Mandy was flirty, but in a little sister sort of way. She seemed to put a great deal of trust in me, and always backed me up when things were tense in the office or on the job site. More than that, though, I was always there for her. I was always on hand to help her out of a jam. I'd drop anything, no matter how trivial, if I thought she was in a situation, such as the time a client tried to pay her to pose nude for him. I was convinced that our camaraderie was a sign of sexual compatibility. That any cuddles would lead me down the path to infidelity with my wife. I'd done that with a girlfriend once, got caught, and didn't stop hearing about it for years. It ruined my sex life, and I spent the next six months masturbating in the bathroom about the rather furtive, lousy sex I'd had with the one night stand I'd had with a girl I never saw again without a different guy on her arm. When I got the nerve to break up, finally, I found Deb almost immediately, and the sex was phenomenal (until recently). Nothing was going to ruin that for me. Nothing.So here was my little sister fantasy, completely naked, laying across the break table, sweaty, gasping, and flushed beat red (Mandy was about as white as a white girl can get without bleach). Her legs were bent, but held apart, and I could see Paul's shaft-an impressive tool from what I could see-grinding back and forth while Mandy struggled to keep it from going any deeper while refusing to let it slip out. Her right had was firmly pressed against her clitoris, her left grasping the table lest she slip away from her lover. I could see her wedding ring gleaming as I heard her gasp, "Paul, fuck! Paul. Paul..." Mandy's tits were small but nice, kind of flabby-just like I'd imagined them. Her nipples a little puffy and kind of pinched-just like I'd imagined them. Her legs were skinny, and her ass was a tiny little thing, smashed flat against the table because it wasn't too toned-just like I'd imagined it. Little pills of cellulite betrayed her lack of exercise. She had a little pimple on one thigh, and hair growing out of a little mole on her shoulder, but I never thought she'd look like an airbrushed slut when I got her naked. The only thing I hadn't imagined was her ash blonde Brazilian (I guess I'd forgotten that even nice girls do shave their pubes), or Paul's fat cock distending my little Mandy's pussy. I certainly hadn't envisioned the violence of her orgasm. I'd never seen a girl do that. Not at the end of my dick. Paul was in his throes too. His face was half glazed, half leering down over his latest conquest. He glanced up at me, like he might glance at a hole in the wall, then went back to finish off the hole on the table with legs. Paul has conquered scores of women. I'd met a few of them. Every non-married girl at the office had gone out with him, and now he was working on the married ones. My married girl. I couldn't believe that Mandy would give up her fidelity for a quickie with the company slut. Not that I could deny that she would not regret this. What wouldn't I have given up for the pleasure she was having.For Paul, on the other hand, she was just another lay. Not much different than masturbation is for me from one day to the next. A different fantasy, a hunger I have to feed, but no great shakes. The travesty that Mandy's innocence was so rudely done away with filled my guts with lead. My loathing of Paul was pretty high on any given day of the week that I might stumble into one of the parties he's MC'd and had to pick up his crumpled suit off the changing room floor (employees are required to hang their own laundry), clean up his dinner, and deal with the bitter, angry husbands he'd left in his wake. I was overcome with an urge to grab the bastard and dash his head against the soda machines. This was my office, my break room, my employee, my fantasy girl next door. You didn't get to just blow your wad all over it and get away with it.The only problem was that every minute I delayed doing this was a minute I could devour Mandy's naked body as it lay in a rapture I hadn't even been able to imagine moments before. Every time I had seen her in the dressing room, a glimpse of panty, a bra strap off the shoulder, her cute little pooch of a belly sticking out ever so slightly at the top of her grannie white undies, I'd take that home and masturbate with it. I didn't need porn, I had glimpses of Mandy. Here I had food for a year. A decade. Every furtive glance I'd ever stolen, she was giving up to Paul in spades, for nothing. A guy she'd known a few weeks she had her legs spread for. I, her loyal partner, the guy who'd always had her back she'd never even given a nipple to. But Paul, the guy who she had made sly jokes to me about got to see her tits. The guy she called creepy got to fondle her ass and fill up her body.I was so hard I'd have tripped over it if it wasn't strapped down by my boxers."Come on in, man, shut the door." Paul muttered, grinning at me even as he picked up his pace. Mandy's orgasm faded and she grew aware of me, even as Paul came close to his and he started pumping her harder. I could feel the shame rising off Mandy's naked body, her eyes boring into me as I lapped up her nudity, her scent, the sound of her frantic gasps as Paul filled her up, pounding, pounding. I couldn't look her in the eye, fixated on the pulsing site of the action, but I could sense her despair, a sense which Paul ignored as he grunted and bucked the sleight girl towards his orgasm. "Dude, the door.""Paul, stop." I declared, weakly, miserably. "You kiddin', man?" Paul grunted, his eyes half shut, bucking her ass off the table with each thrust. His cock was really big. I heard Mandy gasp. She arched her back and started to quiver. The slut was cumming again. "Paul," I said, this time with a little authority.Paul didn't stop, but he slowed down a bit. Mandy was ignoring me again, her eyes shut. This was her speed, I gathered. Paul looked at me. He face hard, even with the grin, "Shut up and shut the door." "Paul." This time it was Mandy, and Paul took that to be encouragement. She looked at me, despair welling up in her eyes again. Then she glazed over as Paul started pumping, firm, precise strokes. Her body seized up. She came again in spite of the open door.Paul held still, her body perching just off the head of his shaft, "Shit man, that's her third one, she's got plenty left." My eyes were riveted to the way she piloted her tiny little sex around the head of his cock. Tiny little circles. "Tell me you aren't digging it!" Paul insisted. Mandy came, and immediately after the fear came back into her eyes. She was clearly basking in a ridiculous afterglow, but as she settled back onto the formica table, her sweaty body sticking to the cold, hard surface as Paul started pumping into her, even harder this time, but she looked like she was about to cry, because I was there, and I was taking her glow away.I shut the door, "Just finish." It was a sad little order. He was going to do that no matter what I said. Mandy looked away. She was still grunting. Maybe even enjoying it a little, but all she was right now was a fuck toy for Paul's insatiable lust. She knew it, and she knew she liked it. What I was doing was reminding her to be ashamed. I wanted to throw up. Worse, I wanted to masturbate. I wanted to jerk off and cum, even as Paul exploded inside her body with a few sharp, jerky thrusts. I wanted to get off on Mandy's humiliation.Paul stood still for a few moments, drooling onto Mandy's little pooch. Then suddenly he looked at me and jerked his head at her, "Come on, finish her off."My body felt as if electricity had jolted through it. Automatically I stiffened up and started to move. It was a supreme force of will that held me after one step. Every instinct in my manhood told me to do it, but Mandy's shame: "no." she whimpered."It's okay, baby," Paul said, running his large hands down her legs and across her slender, bony sides, "He's not gonna tell anyone, let's have a little fun."Paul had no comprehension of the relationship Mandy and I had. We'd spent the past two years giggling at other people for their affairs and screwed up relationships. We'd spent no little time raising our eyebrows at each other over each new conquest Paul chalked up. To Paul she was just another little slut. To me, she was the girl who'd given up her loyalty to her husband, her modesty, her values. Letting me have her would cost her her dignity. And mine.So naturally I hesitated."Come on man, don't be a pussy." Paul challenged me.I let myself slip into the morally superior role for a minute, "Come on Paul, let's leave her alone.""Fuck you." He snarled, and I chafed, my lead belly returning at the flagrant hostility, "I can see your pecker's hard, don't act like you don't want it."My pecker was indeed bursting out of my cheap slacks. I'm not exactly unendowed myself. But Mandy could see this too, and that made me feel really pathetic. "Look, Paul, I'm not gonna tell anyone."Paul gave me his most patronizing look, "I know you're not going to tell anyone," he was still fucking my subordinate on the table even as we argued, "No one cares, you'll just look like a pussy if you do." He was right about that, but I felt the flush of blood come rising up over my collar.Paul went on, "I'm just saying," he looked at Mandy who was obviously trying hard not to enjoy the gentle post orgasm fucking she was getting, "and Mandy agrees-that you could use a little ass." Mandy gulped. Hard. "We just want to be on the same page, you know, none of this boss, employee shit. Isn't that right, baby?"Mandy nodded. "I mean," Paul pulled out of Mandy but held her legs apart, clearly appreciating his work, "You're kind of a nerd, you know. You're a good looking guy, but you gotta cut loose you know, have a little fun."My mind was exploding with possibilities. Do I do it? Do I spend the rest of my life lying to my wife? Can Mandy and I ever be friends again even if I don't? It was so painfully obvious that she was just agreeing with Paul so he could manipulate me into a position that he could be in control of me, but my brain kept pushing that reality out of my head. My cock was raging. I had wanted this woman for such a long time, and now an unbearably revolting occasion had provoked the most profound lust. "It's okay," Mandy whispered. She was looking at me, with an almost understanding grin. Maybe recognizing the same lust that had led her into Paul's arms. Paul stood aside, his engorged penis looking vulgar, sticking out of his pants, dripping cum. Mandy was sitting up on the table, but her legs were still open. She seemed so incredibly beautiful to me right then. Such a delicate, frail creature, yet flush, hot, and her tiny little pussy red and engorged, her inner lips tangled around her opening, dribbling little pearls of Paul's sperm.In a year of marriage I still hadn't gotten to cum in my own wife. The thought of getting to cum in Mandy made me almost burst."Why don't you get undressed?" Mandy said, positively encouraging me now. It startled me how quickly she had gone from being ashamed and distraught by me to a woman encouraging, and empowering me to try something I had been too scared to try since I had met her. "Yeah, come on, man, let's see what you've got." I'd almost forgotten Paul was there. He wasn't naked. He'd just had Mandy there on the table, but she hadn't made him get undressed."No, I think, uh..." I had no idea how to refuse the suggestion. Mandy started to frown, and I tried glancing at Paul, but he just said, "Yeah, let's get comfortable." Of course, as he said this he was tucking his penis back in his pants and zipping up.The next five minutes may have been the most awkward of my life. Paul put his arms around Mandy and they just sort of half cuddled, half stared as I disrobed. I put a lot of pride in my appearance, and I am very aware that my neat cut slacks and tailored shirts make me look like I cut a good figure, but as I pulled off the shirt I was acutely aware of how my belly was just pushing a little past my waist band. The ugly fluorescent lighting made the little pimples on my thighs seem gross and purple. I knew I had them on my butt too and I was afraid to turn around. Paul held Mandy close, and she tried to distract him with little kisses. He'd rub her nose, and cradle her little breasts. They'd whisper to each other, and giggle, all the while, half watching me, but Mandy particularly was trying to get Paul excited again.I forgot to take my shoes off and Mandy chuckled as I tripped over my pants to get them off. She was half curled up on the table in Paul's arms, almost completely unselfconscious of her nudity now, giggling at me in my cheap boxers, my pasty pale skin, as I tried to suck in my gut, for all the good it did. Dressed I was hardly half the build that Paul was. Naked I was a withered pudgy stalk. I'd thought myself Mandy's equal in the body department, but now she had had Paul."All right, man, let's see the goods." Paul said grinning, his hands all over Mandy, possessing her utterly even as he offered her to me.I think I stammered something about being cold. It was a bit chilly, but it was really the giggles and laughter that forced me to reveal my manhood, shriveled up. A sad, pathetic thing, and the look on Mandy's face as she clutched her lover close to her said it all. It was like she'd seen a squirrel in a park, or a cute little bunny. A big smile spread across her face, "Oh it's adorable."If it was possible it would have inverted right there.A chill crept across my body and my balls were clinging tight. My shaft was just a couple inches long. The head seemed impossibly small. I could feel the skin burning under my eyes just as acutely as the skin crawled across my arms and thighs as the pair of them giggled. Not three feet away from me, Mandy could whisper in Paul's ear and I couldn't hear it, just his replies, "Oh, come on... You said you would... It's normal, he's just nervous..." Every few seconds they'd kiss. A warm, intimate, loving kiss, like long familiar partners, and I was there, naked, alone, miserable, clinging to the hope that I'd know the ecstasy between Mandy's legs that Paul had been unable to appreciate.Finally, after an eternity, Mandy said, "OK." And she turned and suddenly she was open to me. She sat up on the edge of the table, Paul right behind her (watching me, for some reason). Her legs slightly parted, she held her arms up to me. I came as bidden, and felt electricity shooting through my fingertips as I touched her thighs, ever so gently. My hands trembled as I felt the searing heat of her skin passing energy into mine. My hips touched her knees, an I felt our skin sliding together. Mandy had this polite, reserved expression. She had her head cocked, as if she were peering under her brow at me. Was she being coy, or did she really suspect me of something. Her lips crafted a smile, then it would fade as I let my hands wander up to her waist. Then another smile. Big, cheesy. I felt my hand sliding up, over her tummy. I leaned in for a kiss as I felt those lovely soft nipples fold under my touch...But as our lips touched she pursed hers up tight and I felt her turn away. Opening my eyes I saw her faking a big grin. I looked down and she was prying my hand off her left boob which I was kneading like a ball of dough. My left hand was clumsily trying to grope at her sex, but facing her I was just rubbing her with the hard knuckle of my thumb. I jerked my hand away, but smacked her knee in the process, "Shit." I stammered, "I'm sorry." But Mandy was great, "It's okay." Her hands came up and cradled my head, "Let's just take it slow." I nodded, almost too scared to look her in the eye, but not willing to look away for the brooding presence of Paul behind her. I set my hands ever so gently on her hips and leaned in for another kiss. A tender, romantic kiss. But Mandy leaned back again. In my embarrassment I kissed her ear, then found myself slobbering on her neck and I willed my hands not to grab her butt. I was pushing my cock against her wet, slippery sex, and for the first time since I'd undressed I felt the cauldrons of passion starting to bubble.But Mandy pushed my head up, gently, tenderly, like I was a baby. Without a gesture I knew she wanted me to look down, even as she pushed me away. My cock didn't even resemble excitement, and her sex was no longer puffy and engorged, but a red raw thin slit with a couple tiny lips sticking out and a big stringy mess of cum connected us, I was horrified, but Mandy, deep down, really did care about my feelings, "Look, I'm really sore from Paul." Of course, the medicine is often as bad as the malady. "Maybe we shouldn't...""No." Paul interjected himself again, "Look, let's make this work," he was talking to me, "There's no reason to come on so strong, maybe a little foreplay." Apparently in Paul's world, kissing wasn't foreplay. I was flummoxed. If that wasn't where to begin, I realized, that I had no idea what to do."Well, what did you..." I stammered, "I mean, what would you suggest."But Paul was getting snuggly with Mandy again. "Hey, it's my turn!" I wanted to shout. But I didn't."Mandy's never been with two men before." Paul said, "Have you?" Mandy shook her head. "It's hard to be the center of attention." I nodded. It seemed reasonable since that's how I felt too. "Look, let's try something here." Paul rolled up, and disengaged himself from Mandy. He looked at me, "Let's let Mandy watch us for a while."I hadn't thought that Paul was bi. In fact, I had a nasty suspicion that he was doing this to get rid of me. "Paul, I'm not gay.""I'm not either, but just try to have an open mind.""I don't need to. I work with gay men every day, you think I haven't thought about it?"Mandy interrupted, "Look this isn't necessary.""No, it is." Paul blurted out. He pointed a finger at me, "If you think you can just walk in here and stick your dick in Mandy after I did all the work to get her on her back, you can just walk the fuck back out." I refrained from pointing out that I'd been invited to do just that. I just wasn't feeling very cocky at the moment."Look, Paul," I said, "I just don't think..." fortunately Paul interrupted me, because I had no idea what I didn't think."I'm trying to include you in my seduction here." Paul said, "If you want a hooker, you pay for it. Do you think Mandy's a hooker?""no." I said."Because that's what you're treating her like." I looked at her. All the shame and pain from before was still bubbling below the surface, "No!" I barked. "I just don't...""Did you like seeing me and Mandy fucking on the table?"I felt the blood running out of my skin, "Yeah." I said softly."Do you want to fuck Mandy."I couldn't keep looking at him. I felt like I was shrinking to an inch tall, "Yeah." I said to a gum stain on the floor."Mandy, would you like to see us get it on?""Yeah." Mandy said. I looked up and she was smiling again. She had this beam in her eye as she adored Paul. And even as her glance flitted over me, she grinned, seeming to positively bask in the idea. Then I realized they were both looking at me, "Yeah, all right." I stammered. I'd considered this for half my life. I figured that since I'd never met a guy who I'd wanted to kiss that it wasn't my way, though a lot of guys had asked. The thought of doing Paul, well, I had Mandy right there, I suppose. I'd think about her. Hell, I didn't have the faintest idea how it would go down, but for some reason I couldn't bear to let Mandy think that I thought of her as just a hole in the wall."I don't know if I can, you know." I said as Paul sat down next to Mandy."That's okay, you're nervous." Paul said. Mandy nodded, knowingly. The big man grinned, almost sheepishly, "I'm nervous too."I nodded, dumbly. "So what do we do?"Paul looked at Mandy, "So you want to see the boss-man fuck me in the ass?"Mandy wrinkled up her nose shook her head and laughed, "Ewwwwww, no!" I breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that that disgust worked both ways."Well, then." Paul unzipped himself then, and Mandy, without being prompted put her hand in the opening, "Come here." Paul said to me. Hoping for some of Mandy's free hand I complied."It's sticky." Mandy said, stroking her lover inside his pants. She could be unbearably cute sometimes.His cock was out, and suddenly Paul took my hand and guided it to his shaft. I gritted my teeth, shut my eyes, and suddenly I felt the first dick since grade school that wasn't my own. I was expecting revulsion, disgust, something. But nothing came. Paul was sucking on Mandy's breast, his right hand roaming her body, cradling her butt, and touching her nethers. Mandy kissed him, and ground her body against his, but her attention was on me. I liked that, and I turned my hand and shifted my position, so I could stroke the thicker man like I do myself. Our ministrations worked, and Paul was hard, his girth filling up my hand which I kept well away from the head which was still coated with the slime of his lovemaking and leaking runny sperm.Paul came up for air, "Okay, man. You know what to do." And he took Mandy in both arms and they kissed vigorously for several seconds.I froze.Paul looked at me, even as Mandy continued to slobber on him. He grinned, "You want to fuck my chick, you got to pay the piper. Now suck it." Mandy paused in her Paul worship to grin at me, "Yeah, suck it." She said with incomprehensible cuteness.I could hardly bear the thought of it, even as I pumped another man's member. Taking a dick in your mouth is not something to do lightly, much less the dick of a man you hate. Even less so one that's oozing the remnants of cum that he's just deposited in the woman your sucking his dick to fuck. "Look, this isn't a good idea." I let go of Paul's cock, my whole body trembling, knees literally knocking.Paul gently pushed his lover off of his broad chest, which she was pawing at, trying to get to the flesh underneath. "Look man," Paul said, "You're going to suck my dick, and you're going to like it. Dig?"I took his cock, willing my shaking hand not to tremble so much."On your knees, like a pussy." He ordered."Paul." Mandy pleaded gently, but I was already down. Mandy didn't seem too earnest at any rate. Having been made to feel so vulnerable and cheap when I discovered her I don't think she was unhappy to let Paul make me feel so utterly worthless."Then I can... have Mandy?" I stammered, my eyes riveted to the cock which seemed to grow and swell before my eyes."Yeah, man. Then you can have her." But his attention had already wavered. Even as I leaned down towards Paul's dick, he and Mandy were giggling together again. Mandy's juices gleamed over the giant, purple fist I descended towards, but the unmistakable pale yellow ooze floated around his hole, gooey, yet runny. Somehow my tongue met Paul's member first, and a bitter, acrid taste, much like a woman's but worse, flooded my senses. My lips fused to the edges and I let the head slide past them, trying hard to keep my teeth away from his girth."My god," Mandy swore, "He really did it.""Yeah," Paul added, "It's kind of gross."I ignored them, and tried a peremptory back and forth motion."I know," Amanda said, "It's all cummy with my stuff. Ewww." I felt her shudder, but the thought that I was licking Mandy's juices up helped keep me going. I tried sucking harder, and Paul rewarded me by swelling up even more. Now I had the cock I'd seen inside Mandy's pussy in my mouth. I tried not to think that it might be dribbling cum, or that it was Paul's cock. Just that I was cleaning Mandy's love juice off the last man who had had her. This was better than fondling her panties, or licking the toilet seat she just used, or any perverted shit. I ignored the degradation. I ignored the level of submission I was giving to my subordinate. I tried, but failed to ignore the very hard, and very non-gay dick in my mouth, the pungent aroma of man swimming around me, and the shit Paul was saying to me as he gripped the back on my neck and fucked my face,"That's good, faggot." He said softly, but maliciously. "Suck it like a little bitch. You like lickin' your girl's juice of a better man, don't you."I didn't respond, I just sucked him more. I'd had enough head to know what I like. I did that for him, because Mandy would like it. I'd have her little ass and this would all be worth it. I cupped his balls, because that's what I like and thought what it would be like to feel him cum in my mouth. Would I feel smug, like a girl. Would I be pleased that I had satisfied him so?But Paul had ideas of his own. I was roughly pushed off him. I barely knew what happened before he had stood up and turned Mandy over like she was a leaf blowing in the wind. I was sprawled out naked at his feet as Mandy, having been stood up on the floor, obediently anticipated her stud's will and bent over, arching her back to stick her ass up and setting both hands on the table. Our eyes met as Paul paused to push his pants down a bit. She had a look of sympathy, or maybe even pity. Paul was going to take her again, even after promising her to me because I was indeed a pussy. She glanced at my cock, no longer shriveled, but not even hard,"A little higher." Paul ordered, and Mandy obeyed, lifting her ass. I scampered out of the way, not getting off the floor, and Paul slid the head of his fat cock against Mandy's ass. I could see it better from where I had moved to. Mandy's puffy, swollen little pussy parted for Paul, and he slid himself deep inside her. Her gasp was the definition of satisfaction. Not pleasure, just satisfaction.In a second they were fucking again. Their mingled scents filled my nose and coated my tongue. I could only guess at the pleasures of entering that delicate little woman from behind. Those little ass cheeks jiggling wildly with each firm thrust. Every other moment I would catch a glimpse of her miniscule pussy stretched around Paul's girth. It glistened with her heat, and Mandy winced with each gentle thrust, but her mouth hung open and she held herself taut, obviously enjoying the sensation. Maybe she just enjoyed being told what to do, and being used like a whore.She glanced at me as that thought crossed my mind. She nodded, her eyes half glazed over, as if she'd gleaned my thought. One thing was certain. The game Paul was playing with me had gotten him off. He came in a couple of minutes, spending another load of seed inside my Mandy. "Oh, Paul, it's so fucking nice." She moaned as he pitched up and started to cum. She ground herself against him, giving him all the pleasure she could. Her beautiful little tits jiggling for me, her lips wet and parted, her body suckled the last gasps of pleasure she could from him.Paul quickly slid out, and his glistening cock, thick, raging hard pointed at me for a moment. I'd had it in my mouth just minutes ago, and now I craved the thick coat of Mandy's fluids that gleamed along the length of the shaft. Paul toyed with me, "You want some more of this?" He towered right above me. With a practiced gesture he ran a pinched finger along the length of his cock. A heavy dollop of sperm oozed out the tip. He flicked his dick, even as he turned away. I tried not to shudder, or scowl with revulsion, rage, and humiliation as the great glob of filth went splat into my forehead. I tried to discretely wipe it away as the lovers kissed and cuddled. I stood up. Trying to resist the urge to turn and flee I stood mute before the intimate couple. Mandy had eyes for no one but Paul,"Mmm, you are wonderful.""Mandy, you have the most amazing body." "Hm, you've got the most amazing cock." I was burning with envy. Her little hand ran up and down his flagging manhood as she slid her lips over his. Paul cradled her in his arms as she adored him, "I've wanted to be with you from the moment I met you." He murmured."Me too." I added. Mandy didn't look at me, but her body seemed to mentally withdraw from the sound of my voice. I felt her cuddles get terse, even though she only touched Paul. She found way to shift her body, ever so slightly, so she was entirely turned into Paul."Oh, yeah." She said, "I think you're pretty handsome too." The amazing fucking I had just watched had brought my cock to attention. Again it withered and died. Paul had an odd expression on. He twisted his lips and just shook his head as he watched me."Look, I was just wondering..." I began."Yeah, look," Mandy cut me off, her body suddenly relaxed no longer. Disengaging Paul, and obviously trying not to be too bashful in front of me, "About that. I mean, Paul just..." She broke off before saying, 'Paul just took your turn because you were too much of a pussy to take me when you had the chance.'She looked to Paul for help. He grinned at her and sort of growled. They both grinned, loving each other and I felt myself fade away. Mandy spoke to me, but didn't look away from him, "I'm just so worn, and... I just don't think I can do any more."She looked me right in the eye, "I'm sorry." She meant it too, but she wasn't sorry for herself.But Paul put his arm around his girl and spoke to her ear, eyeing me. He said, "Remember what you asked me for before?"Mandy grinned, "Which you said you didn't do." She turned to him, they were rubbing noses and playing with each other's bodies, even as I stood before them, rejected.Paul looked at me, "Now we've got a switch hitter." I didn't know what that meant, but my mind was racing with possibilities. Whatever it was she wanted I would be willing to do it, even if Paul wasn't. That would make me a better lover no matter how you cut it. No woman could ask for more than a man who gives her what she wants.She looked at me. She was apprehensive, but grinning. "You'd do that?" Almost like she was afraid I'd say no. I couldn't believe that this girl really wanted me here. I kept having to convince myself that she was asking me to do this, but that grin shed all doubt. She was genuinely excited about the prospect. Excited about doing it with me."Anything." I said, "What is it?"She gave Paul a flirty jab in the ribs, and I felt my heart leap into my throat as her breasts jiggled so delicately I thought I was watching Disney porn, "Paul doesn't go down on girls."Now it was my turn to etch a smile out of my face which had turned to concrete. I felt the overwhelming urge to vomit rising up. "There's a lot." She said, "He's already cum twice." She grinned matter-of-factly, popping her eyebrows and nodding in that cute way she has. She might have been sharing a bit of gossip, or a quirky joke. I was racing for excuses to back out. I wanted to vomit, but I wanted Mandy more. "It doesn't bother me." I lied through my bare, grinning, shit eating teeth."Whew." She said, grinning back at the real man in the room, "I don't know if I could do that." But she leaned back, her feet rising up to the edge of the table, and her lovely crimson sex, emblazoned with my nemesis' seed curled up to face me. Paul muttered something to Mandy, and she giggled something like, "nummy nummy." Back to him. Even as I descended my mouth into the salty, bleachy, sappy mess I saw and heard two pairs of lips sliding over each other. The slit of Mandy's sex was spilling over with gooey, white cum. Her tongue darted into Paul's mouth even as I dipped my own tongue into Paul's generous basting.I have to admit, she really did like it. The oral sex, that is. Almost immediately, her clenched little pussy swelled up, and the girl lost complete control. Not sated with three odd orgasms under Paul's ministrations, the little slut started to buck and rock, while I struggled to keep my tongue moving. Globs of cum drooled into my mouth. 'A' 'B' 'C' 'D' I spelled the whole alphabet, and with every letter I got another dollop of sperm. Mandy bucked and clutched my hair, her mouth gasping into Paul's as she kissed him passionately. I spelled my name, even as she cried out Paul's as a first orgasm hit her, her thighs slamming tight against my ears, but she wouldn't let me go, "That wasn't it"she said pulling me back for more honey. My face was smothered with cum, it's foul odor buried deep in my nose. My mouth felt like it was coated with lard and stuffed with vaseline and cotton, but more cum continued to drizzle out. I tried to let it dribble past my mouth, but Mandy held me tight, and the drops blended with my spit and her sex as I lapped up her loving, so I drank it all. Two loads of Paul's finest pouring into my mouth, and all I could do was imagine his cock pumping his seed into my mouth. Mandy cried out how good it felt, and I wrote her name with my nose. She commanded me not to stop and my jaw popping, my neck cramping, my tongue a universe of nasty goo and pain, I wrote, "I love Mandy" over and over again, and when she finally came from it, I knew it was real, and I knew she knew who it was because she cried out my name. She told me I was wonderful, and I felt my heart shatter into a thousand brilliant fragments of diamonds and other beautiful things. "Maybe you can bring him along the next time, Paul." she said, running her hand through my hair tenderly as she looked deeply into his eyes.I lay in her lap as she gasped on the table when Paul let out a holler, "Holy crap, no wonder you're the boss." I was slumped over on a chair between Mandy's legs, and perched up under the glory I had just devoured was my manhood, alert, eager, and ready for action. "Christ Mandy, take a look at this." Mandy was reluctant to crawl out of her near comatose state, but she let her man sit her up so she could appreciate my member. I was not the thick monster that Paul was, but I do have a very nice cock. I've always been proud of it: A little over average in girth, nice and straight, no funny marks or turns, and I could get two hands over it before the head was covered up. I was no porn star, and I wasn't as thick as Paul, but I had a dick to be proud of and I reveled that Mandy got to see it finally, now, after our rapturous time together. She had no doubt of my manhood."That's nice." She said, and leaned back into Paul's arms like a baby girl in her daddy's arms. "Let's see how you use that thing." Paul insisted.I didn't want to push my luck any more. I couldn't bear another rejection. "That's ok.""Okay, hell, you're the only one who hasn't gotten off."A drop of Paul's cum dripped off my chin onto my thigh. "Uh," I muttered. "If it's okay." to Mandy.She scooted away from me, closing her legs. I heard a squelch. "Sure." she said. "You can masturbate, right?"I was wiping the runny jizz off my face, but I felt a real pulse of excitement, "Yeah."Mandy slid out of Paul's arms to an edge of the table. My eyes didn't leave her body, and I knew how aware of it she was. Paul was in a strange, voyeuristic world. Overtly watching us both, but somehow I was giving Mandy the creeps and he didn't even register. I still couldn't look away, but my hand found my cock and started stroking it."My husband is picking me up in a few minutes." Mandy said, picking up her panties and stepping into them, "I'm just going to get dressed."I don't pump my cock like most guys, but I hold it against my belly and rub fast circles over my frenum with my fingertips. It usually takes a lot of lube. "Dude," Paul laughed, "He's using our juices to get off."Mandy laughed, glancing down at my jizz covered hand. I was trying to sly the fact that I was watching her tits jiggle as she patted her sex dry with a paper towel. Her grin turned into a frown, then she looked away, "That's pretty gross."I felt a drain. Mandy turned away and hiked up her underwear. Suddenly in the blink of an eye she had her dress on-a loose, sun dress that always excited me because it showed so much leg. Now it hid her. She shoved her bra into her satchel. Paul had lost interest too. "Can I get a ride out to Market with you?"Mandy shook her head with almost a scowl. Paul nodded. I started stroking faster, but the drain got stronger."I'm gonna see if it's too late to hitch a ride with Gina." Paul said, grabbed a jacket and turned to the door. Suddenly he slapped me on the back. Without turning to face me he said, "Way to go, stud." Then Paul was gone.I could feel my cock softening, but I wasted to cum so bad. I looked Mandy in the eye. She reluctantly met me. "Mandy, can you..." I said, "Maybe." I glanced her over.She stopped fussing with her bag. Holding still for just too long of a moment she nodded, "Yeah." she whispered. She reached up, unhooked two buttons and showed me her beat red, flushed and scratched breasts. Her nipples were puffy again and she was pulling a shoulder off when her phone began to vibrate.My cock was swelling, and I knew I could cum if she would hold off, but she grabbed it quickly and flipped it open, "Hey Max." Her husband. She glanced at me, her hand making a gesture towards covering herself up, then let it fall. "No, I'm ready, I'm just finishing up a meeting with..." she looked at me, then sat up, "Paul told you?" Suddenly she stood up and crossed to the open window, covering herself. "Yeah, I see you." No, don't give him a ride."My orgasm was close, but it was like she was dashing cold water on me. "Mandy."My lover looked back with a scowl. I knew, or thought it wasn't' for me, but it hurt, like punch to the gut. I felt myself shriveling inside, but Mandy, dear Mandy, hiked up her dress and showed me her butt. Holding the skirt with her elbow she pushed down her panties while trying to hold her front closed and talk on the phone with the other hand. Her condescension fueled me with excitement, and I felt my cock harden even as she lost focus on me. Still looking straight at me she said, "Matt, no. I'm tired, I can't deal with Paul in the car... Because he's a creep!"I was thinking about how my wife said the same thing about Paul when she met him after work a couple of weeks ago. I counted the minutes that it had taken me to do closing paperwork and lock up while she was in the bar next door. I tried to imagine if Paul could have gotten her alone for long enough in one of the bathrooms, or by the pool table."I'll be right down. Don't give him a ride." Mandy slapped the phone shut and hiked up her underwear. "I've got to go." She buttoned herself up and neatened herself up. Her hair was so wild I couldn't imagine her facing Max like that, but she just pulled on her coat, a light cardigan, "You can finish on your own, right?"I searched my body for a way to sound sensitive but frank. I needed her there. I croaked weakly, my body on the verge. She glanced at my cock and finally I felt myself cumming. My mouth gaped, but I was so close I couldn't say anything.Mandy had barely glanced at me, "Thanks." and blew me off, leaving the break room door hanging wide open. Even Paul hadn't gone there.The break room is just through a door to the side of the main warehouse. The locker rooms are just to the left, to the right was the door to the employee parking lot. At the other end of the warehouse I saw a couple a/v kids unloading a truck, but in the driveway. I was close, I was relishing the last glimpse of Mandy as I stroked and stroked.I heard voices. Chris (of the amazing booty), and maybe Jen. I lurched up from my chair, struggling with indecision. Do I reach out and pull the door shut and risk being seen, or just grab my pants and pray they don't glance in the break room as they walk by. Chris laughed aloud and I froze there, stroking myself furiously. I was still trying to cum. Insanity. My job, my career, my marriage all on the line. I was still trying to get off on Mandy. Chris' voice started to fade. I heard steps, then she appeared, walking away in impossibly stretched jeans. I had a chance to shut the door but instead I fixated on her fabulous ass. Swaggering in the doorway I wiped more cum off my mouth and chin. The most amazing glow rose up from my toes.But my cell phone was ringing. Deb? Deb's ring was going off. She was on her way to Miami from somewhere for a conference. She knew I had to...I had forgotten. She had flown back in. She arranged a layover in town. She'd called me, she was here to pick me up so we could have a few hours together before catching the redeye.Chris had stopped and was checking her back. For a moment I saw her profile. The rush, that she had only to turn and maybe catch a glimpse of me paralyzed and excited me. I couldn't move my feet, but I couldn't stop masturbating either.Then Chris dropped her keys, and turning she faced me fully, but here eyes were on the ground, and my body a warm, numb glow, nothing but cock from toe to teeth. She bent over, picked up her keys, and looked straight at me. I dribble of Paul's cum fell off my bottom lip and splashed on my foot. It was full daylight outside and the fluorescent lights must not have let her see much. But it sure felt like she was looking right at me. I liked having her see me. It horrified, but my body felt incredible. Then my phone rang again. My wife calling while I was masturbating in front of an employee.I stumbled away from the door and scrambled with the pile of my pants for my phone, hands and knees the open door forgotten. With numb shaking hands I pulled the little flip phone out of its holster. It rang one last time as I struggled to steady my hands."1 missed call, 0 unknown.""Shit." I muttered and lurched to the window. Before I could look for our car I saw Mandy. She was out by the tree line, just 10 or 15 yards away down a slope. She was scooting her husband over, trying to get in the drivers' seat while Paul grinned at him and ran his hand over Mandy's backside. I didn't think Mandy's husband could see it, but anyone else in the parking lot could. Before Mandy jerked herself away I was at it again, trying to capture my orgasm. I could see her lips shape out a very firm "goodbye" even as Paul mauled her tit. This time she let hem, standing there, scowling at him. But Paul backed off, waving as Mandy got in the car and slammed the door shut.Deb was calling again. I ignored it. I was gonna cum. Mandy's husband was trying for a kiss, but she held him off as she started the car and put it in drive.Paul stood back as Mandy drove away. There was another car, a newish four door-a rental probably. A young woman was leaning against it. On the cell phone. Deb was dressed for heat, in just a tank top and probably no bra. Her hair was a mess, she probably got off the plane and drove right here to meet me. She probably didn't notice that her little skirt was folded up, showing a lot of thigh. Paul noticed it though. I stood there stroking myself as Paul walked up. She hung up the phone and flipped her hair, grinning under her sunglasses. She greeted the man whose dick I'd just sucked with a smile, straightening up and trying to smooth out her skirt discretely.I came with a brilliance I hadn't known since high school. He had his grin on and his arms went wide as if he was going to hug the whole car. He stepped in between me and my view of my wife as thick ropes of semen flew out of me, jet after jet pelting the counter and dripping to the floor. My eyes glazed over and I willed the orgasm to stop even as I lost myself in its rapture.Sudden loud voices broke my reverie and I spun around, drops still flying off my cock. I grabbed my pants off the ground. Sticking one leg in I almost collapsed as a second wave hit me like electricity. A jet of jizz flew down the front of the pants, but I got the other leg in. The last drops oozed out of me and the blood rushed to my head as I separated my button down and tie from my T-shirt. It was just pulled on, and I had just stepped into my shoes when the three of them walked in.I made some feeble excuses about some gunk all over the counter. I was flushed, stammering, scared. "Was going to try to soak the shirt." I think Jen saw the arching bulge in my pants, Chuck might have seen me kick my boxers under the table, and Danielle definitely put her hand the mess it getting her lunch out of the fridge. I'm sure she knew what it was too. She played along, maybe for my sake as she wiped it off on my tie, which I'd thrown in the sink (I don't think she realized that it was all over her skirt). I couldn't see Chris out the door anywhere.By the time they had left, Deb, the rental car, and Paul were nowhere to be seen. I'm sure he got a lift with somebody from work. Deb probably went to dinner. We had made plans to meet for dinner but she must have got in early. It took me an hour to finish up at work, then I waited at our restaurant for three hours, but she didn't call, and the hostess said she hadn't been in.It was past 4 am when I knew her flight would be leaving. She hadn't called back or answered her phone. I masturbated in the bed Deb's dad had bought us for an engagement present. I didn't know if the room smelt of sex or if it was me, Paul and Mandy smothering my nose and mouth. But the sheers were on the floor and I had no trouble seeing Deb on her back while Paul, tapped from a day of fucking Mandy, rode her relentlessly. She cried out his name and gave him deep, probing kisses, cumming again and again. I came a third time, as I imagined him emptying himself into Deb's sex, my mouth open to accept his oozing cock, to make him hard so he could do it again. ENDfeedback, criticism, comments, and special requests are always welcome at [email protected] (just not always fullfilled) /~she_cries/~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 42 |
wet4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/wet4.txt | If you like stories like this, I have a sex-blog. Visit me at: www.wetmiranda.blogspot.com***The ad in the college newspaper read "make $500 for being a model in a photo shoot." The photo shoot must be nude, I thought. Why else would they offer so much money? The next ad read "$5.25 an hour sweeping floors in the student union." Next. "Make big money selling factory equipment over the phone! Unlimited potential!" Yeah right, unlimited potential. Most likely no paycheck at all if you don't sell any gizmos. "$4.75 an hour to clear tables at an exciting new restaurant concept opening soon!" Yeah, exciting if you are a customer and not the one cleaning dirty tables! What was that first ad again?"Make $500 for being a model in a photo shoot."Hmm...why not? I do like my body, and if it is posing in a bikini or lingerie maybe I could do it. If it turned out to be nude, I could just say no. Or would I say yes? $500 would help me a lot, and how bad could being nude be? My boyfriend sees me nude all the time, and I let him take pictures of me once. But the pictures he took were just for us to share, not a wide audience. I called the number."Allbright studios." A man's voice said over the phone."Yes, hi. My name is Miranda. I am responding to your ad about nude modeling.""It doesn't say nude in the ad!" he quickly responded.I was so embarrassed. He was right, it didn't say nude in the ad, I just jumped to conclusions and said what I was thinking out loud by mistake! "Well, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to say that, I just assumed it must be for that much money.""Actually, you make the $500 with no nudity. If you really DO want to pose nude, however, you can make way more than $500!" the man responded."Umm...how much more?" I asked."If you want to do a nude series photo shoot, you can get $1000. For a nude series video, $2000. Come to my studio at noon on Saturday, we can meet and discuss options. My name is Jerry, by the way."Jerry gave me an address, and I wrote it down. The rest of the week was a blur. I could barely focus on my classes. Was I really even considering posing nude? What if they put my pictures on the Internet or in a magazine? Then again, so what if they do, the money is good, and my body will only be young once, so why not? I can't decide if I should pose nude or not. Then I realized that I haven't even been offered the job yet even. What if I am rejected? Maybe I am getting too far ahead of myself. I need to get through this week.Saturday morning came quicker than I was prepared for. I wanted to dress to impress, so I chose a short black skirt and sexy black tank top. White lacy panties and bra underneath. I walked to the studio, which was in an office building near the campus. It was only 11:00, so I stopped into the local coffee shop and ordered a grande vanilla latte, skim with an extra shot of espresso. I drank the coffee drink wile considering what I was about to do...I walked into the office building, and took the elevator up to the fifth floor. I knocked on the door of suite 523, not knowing what to expect. A middle aged man with a big belly answered the door. He had long white hair tied up into a ponytail. He had on a purple t-shirt and faded blue jeans. My god, he looks like Jerry Garcia, and his name is Jerry, I thought. This is getting weird."You must be Miranda!" He said. "Jerry Mancino, pleased to meet you!" I shook his hand. My eyes wandered around the studio. There was a reception desk, but no receptionist. There were 4 red chairs and a red sofa. Pictures of gorgeous women adorned the walls, including some that were in lingerie and some in bikinis. No nudes, I thought. Well, this is just the waiting room; maybe the nudes are in a more private area.He had me sit on the sofa, and he offered me a glass of water. I was very thirsty, and somehow he must have sensed that. Or maybe he was just being polite and offered water to everyone. He handed me a cup of ice cold water from a cooler. I watched the cooler bubble as the displaced water was replaced by air. I drank the water in one sip, quenching my thirst.He looked me up and down. "You have a great figure, Miranda!" he told me. I shyly said thanks. "Well, here are the options. I have a lingerie catalog that needs a photo shoot next week. You could make the $500 for doing that. It would be about 3 hours, and you would be modeling about 15 different outfits from nightgowns to bras and panties. Some of the lingerie is very skimpy, like the lacy thongs."I told him that sounded o.k., and I agreed. I forgot all about the nude option until he said "Or you could pose nude in studio B. I have an agreement with a men's magazine, and they need some freelance photos by next week. You would earn $1000 for that, and that just takes an hour."So they were going to be in a magazine. "Which magazine?" I asked. I was thinking Hustler or Penthouse perhaps. Well, I could handle that, those magazines are classy adult magazines! What an honor to be chosen for a nude shoot in..."Pink beavers" Jerry said. I didn't think I heard him right."Say what?" I responded."Pink spread beaver. It is a hardcore men's magazine. Guess what they specialize in?""Ummm...Pussy?" I replied."You got it, Miranda. Think about it. $1000 paid in cash right now for an hour of photos. What do you say?"I considered the option. I stammered something to Jerry about not being interested and I walked to the door. He said, "I understand, most college girls turn this offer down, it takes a lot of guts to get nude and bare your most private parts for the camera. But college girls are what the magazine requests, and I have to give them what they want. Oh well, it was nice meeting you Miranda. If you are interested in the non-nude shoots give me a call on Monday. I don't suppose doubling the offer to $2000 right now would make you change your mind..."$2000? That was a lot of cash. I considered the consequences. Who actually reads "Pink Spread Beaver" magazine? I doubt anyone I know would recognize me. Maybe they only show the pussy close up and no one would even see my face. I ask Jerry "Would my face be visible in these shots?""Of course. The readers like to feel like they know the girls in the pictures, not just look at pussy shots.""How graphic are the pictures?" I asked Jerry. He went to a drawer in the desk and pulled out a sample copy. He "spread" the page open and showed me an example. There were many pictures of a tall brunette. The pages were very glossy. I sat down and looked through the magazine. On the first page she was fully clothed. She had on a cheerleader uniform from Ohio State. On the next page she was wearing a halter top and shorts. As I thumbed through the pages she was wearing less and less clothing. The next page had her topless with a black mini-skirt similar to the one I had on. Her breasts looked fabulous, perfectly round and defying gravity. They weren't very big, but her nipples were bigger than most, and they were red and puffy. I turned to the next page. She was completely naked, and her pussy was shaved. It wasn't spread open, but you could see the lips and folds. Her legs were together.The final four pages of her shoot clarified why the magazine was called "Pink Spread Beavers." They left nothing to the imagination. Jennifer was laying on a king size bed with white sheets. Her legs were wide open, and her pussy was just as open as her legs. The title of the magazine was not technically correct; her pussy was pink, no doubt, but there was also quite a bit of red as I looked closer into the hole. You could also see her asshole quite graphically too. Her face was exposed in the first few shots on the page. Later pages showed her pussy VERY close up, so close that you could see some stubble even though her pussy was shaved bare. She was using her fingers to spread her pussy even wider, and you could see into the hole very clearly. You could also see the hood of her clitoris, and in the final picture she positioned her fingers so you could see her erect wet clit very close up.The really shocking thing about the pictures was the captions under them. They said the filthiest things! "Stick you big dick in my pink cunt, cowboy!" "Ohh I need to be fucked!" "Shoot a big wad of hot cum on my pussy lips now!""$2000?" I repeated to Jerry. He answered by opening up a safe on the wall and taking out 20 $100 bills to show me he was serious. "O.K., I'll do it!" I answered. Did I really just agree to pose nude in a magazine called "Pink Spread Beavers?"He made me show ID to prove I was 18, and I had to sign a contract. Then he showed me into the studio. He had me change into a red and white Nebraska Cornhuskers t-shirt and shorts. "But we are in Florida; I don't go to Nebraska University!" I protested."That is what the magazine wants!" Jerry said. "They are doing a 'Girls of the Midwest' special, and I give them what they want. So for today, Miranda, you are a Cornhusker, got it?"I told him O.K. The shirt was WAY too tight, and he had me wear it with no bra. The shorts were tight too, but I wasn't about to complain, this was good money. He shot me in the Nebraska outfit, and later had me hold a basketball and then a football. Then he told me to lift up my shirt and flash my tits for the camera while still holding the basketball above my head!Jerry led me into another room that looked like a dorm room. There were posters on the wall of my school, Florida State, and he replaces them with Nebraska posters. He changed the sheets on the bed to red ones, and then he had me change into some a pair of purple panties and a purple bra. "Why purple?" I asked. "That's not the Nebraska color!""Because I think you would look sexy in purple, Miranda." He responded. O.K., he was the photographer, after all, and who was I to argue? I was about to change into the purple bra and panties, aware that this would be the first time he would see me nude. He had only seen my breasts for the flashing shot earlier. I realized that I would have to get over my last feelings of shyness, but it still felt weird to get nude in front of Jerry. Here goes nothing, I thought, as I removed the top and the shorts. I then removed my own panties and put on the purple ones. They fit quite well; Jerry must have a huge stock of women's clothing depending on the size of the model he is shooting. I put on the purple bra, ready for more instructions.He had me lie on the bed for a few pictures, and then some pictures were shot of me standing. He was quite explicit in his instructions."Bend over and show off your ass for the camera, Miranda. Turn around for a good cleavage shot. Put your hands on your thighs. Smile! Touch your tits."This was actually kind of fun! O.K., so what if a bunch of guys see me and jack-off! Let them see me bare. It gets me hot to know that my body is attractive enough to command $2000 and hour just to be photographed!The next series of photos were topless, and he had me put on long red skirt. He made me put some ice on my nipples to get them hard. I didn't care. My nipples got all erect and even redder than the skirt. He had me raise my arms above my head so he could get some good topless shots, then he had me sitting at a desk pretending to do homework while I was topless. More poses, like me pretending to make a phone call. Jerry had really decked this place out to look like a real dorm room with a pizza box on the table, and college textbooks on the floor and on a shelf."O.K., time for the money shots, Miranda. Please take off the skirt and panties."Now I was a bit nervous again. I stripped bare, and he ordered me to lie down on my back on the bed. He got out a zoom lens on the camera and started the close up shots right away!"I am surprised you are doing the 'spread' shots first!" I told him."That is so you overcome any initial embarrassment quickly. Once you can handle these kinds of shots, the rest will be easier."My face turns red as he lies on the foot of the bed and takes close-up shots of my most private area. I see each flash, and realize that my bare pussy is being photographed extremely close up! One flash after another, and I start to close my legs, felling very shy suddenly. He still keeps taking more pictures. "Miranda, you seem to be closing your legs. If you want to stop, that's O.K., but I can't pay you unless we complete the shoot." Jerry informs me.O.K., I can do this. It's just flesh, right? Well, I don't know if you can call my most private parts flesh or what, but anyway it is just nudity. No big deal, I can do this. I spread my legs as wide as I can, and let him shoot away."I'd like you to use your fingers to spread the lips a little more, Miranda!" Jerry asks. I feel so dirty as I spread my pussy wide open with my fingertips. He gets in so close that I am sure he can see my clit. As I touch myself, I realize that I am drenched with juices down there. I am really more turned on than I care to admit, this feels so dirty yet so thrilling! I spread my pussy as wide as I can. He has me stick my finger inside. "O.K, we are almost done. Now put your finger up to your lips and taste yourself!" Jerry commands me. I had almost forgotten that my face will be visible in these photos. Oh well, what the hell. I lick my own pussy juices. He takes close up shots of this too. He tells me to smile more. For the final shot, it gets really humiliating."O.K., we are almost done. Now turn around and spread your ass cheeks as wide open as you can. If you bend over just right, I can get your pussy lips in the shot along with your ass."I realize what he is going for. My asshole as spread open and shockingly visible to the cold lens of the camera. This is a bit more graphic than I bargained for. He takes close-up pictures of both my ass and pussy, while I spread my ass as wide as I can. Then he tells me to flip over for some final frontal shots.He has me lie on the carpet and hold my put my feet up to my head. This feels a bit uncomfortable, but I keep thinking about the money. I hold my feet way up in the air so he can take more close up shots of my pussy. No, not my pussy, my "spread pink beaver!" He comes in so close that I can feel his hot breath right on my pussy lips. He takes more and more pictures, and finally announces he is done."Great job, Miranda!" He congratulates me. He pays me in cash, and tells me I could make a lot more if I ever want to make a video. I ask him if the video will involve sex, and he says, "Well, not really. Just sex with yourself, I guess! You see, my contacts are really looking for videos of girls your age masturbating. Do you think you could handle that?"I feel like I could masturbate right now, I am so fucking turned on. I am not ready for something that intense on video...just yet. I put my clothes back on, shake his hand, and thank him for the money. He thanks me for the modeling job. I walk home with a smile, and when I get back to my dorm room I lie down on the bed and touch my steaming "pink spread beaver." Could I do this for a video camera? Only time will tell... ***More stories like this can be found on my sex-blog: www.wetmiranda.blogspot.com |
seduction.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/60/seduction.txt | After being married a year, Bob and Marsha Williams were finally going on a delayed honeymoon. It was the day after Christmas, and they were flying up to Detroit, then driving a rental car to Boyne Mountain Ski Resort. Being novice skiers, they were excited at the prospect of spending a week in the snow of Northern Michigan. Their many friends in Houston thought they were crazy as Hell, and would probably break every bone in their bodies."It's a good four hour drive, but, you should get there before dark." They were being told by the car rental agent. "You're not exactly dressed for this weather, and it's colder where you're going. Maybe, you should do some shopping for appropriate clothes before you leave Detroit.""We'll be okay in a warm car," Bob explained. "Besides, buying heavy winter clothing is a waste of money, to wear a week and throw away. Once we get to the resort, we can rent ski suits.""Heading north, you should have emergency weather supplies." The agent replied.About two hours from Detroit, it began snowing and Bob had to slow to a crawl. "If this keeps up, we'll never make it before dark," he observed.It had been dark over an hour when they reached Gaylord. Here they left I-75 for a county road going over to M-131. Bob had used his windshield wipers and most of the washer fluid, from being splashed with the salty, dirty slush while on the express-way. Having over a half tank of gasoline, they never stopped in Gaylord. Just a few miles on the darkest road he had ever seen, the snow turned to a freezing rain. The defroster couldn't keep the windshields clear without help from the fluid. The fluid ran out and he was trying to drive totally blind. By bending over, he could barely see through a small area just above the defroster. Spotting a driveway, he pulled off the road and stopped."I don't know what to do next. I can't see to drive and there's no place to stop for help. I haven't even seen any traffic since we left Gaylord." He said."This is a driveway, and there must be a house close by. Turn off the headlights, so I can see." Marsha suggested. About fifty yards thru the trees, she saw the porch light of a home. "Come on! Let's run over there and ask for help."They were only wearing sweaters, but, at least, both of them had enough sense to be wearing long pants. Running and stumbling in the dark, they reached the house just as the lights were turned out. Bob fell on the slick steps, and the noise caused the lights to come back on. The door opened and there stood an old black man, holding a shotgun."What're you people doing on my property?" He demanded.Shivering from the wet and cold, Bob sputtered out, "Our car broke down and we need to get warm, then, use your phone.""Ain't got no phone, but you can get warm. You sure ain't from around here! Nobody would travel dressed like you two. Get inside before you freeze to death. Don't need no dead people on my porch!"Entering, Bob and Marsha saw one large room, with a hot, pot bellied stove almost in the middle. Getting as close as possible, one side got warm, while the other froze."That's the bad thing about a stove, you can't get warm all over at the same time." The old man grinned, "Don't you have one of them cell phones?""There's no signal," Marsha answered."I don't know what you think you can do tonight. You could sleep here, but, I only got one bed. There's nothing extra to make a pallet on the floor. Floor's too cold anyway. You don't get out of them wet clothes, you're going to catch pneumonia."Marsha looked at the bed and suggested, "Would it be okay if Bob got in the middle and me in front?""Not in front, it ain't! I've got to add more wood to the stove. You or him might set the house on fire. You can sleep behind, if you want. I suppose I can put up with being next to him one night. If we're going to sleep together, we should know each other. My name's Josh. I'll turn my back while you get undressed and covered up. You need to use the toilet, it's through that door there."After introducing themselves, Marsha went to the toilet first and true to his word, Josh turned away while Marsha got into bed. Taking her clothes, Josh hung them on the back of a chair. Doing the same for Bob, he turned out the light before removing his pants. Unknowing to either, Josh never wore underwear and his huge, flaccid cock swung between his thighs.Marsha thought she would never stop shivering. She had never been so cold in her life. "Honey, you don't put out any heat and I can't get warm. Let me in the middle, so I've got something warm on both sides.""Are you sure?" Bob whispered. Bob had felt the huge rod slap against his ass cheeks when Josh got into bed."Yes, I'm sure. What do you think is going to happen with you laying here? Think I might seduce our host?" Marsha whispered back.Making the change, Marsha felt Josh roll over, so he faced her back. She, too, felt his gigantic manhood, but thought it was his arm or wrist, pressing her backside. Until she got warm, there was no room for other thoughts.Soon, Marsha was toasty warm and comfortable. She felt a rough, calloused hand cup her breast and knew Josh was copping a feel. Without even thinking, or making a sound, she removed his hand. Within seconds, it was back in place, squeezing and tweaking her sensitive globe of flesh. She thought, "He's been kind to us, let him get his thrills for a few minutes. Nothing else is going to happen. He's just a lonely old man." Having her breasts massaged was just what Marsha needed. She no longer thought of whose hand was doing it. She was dozing off, when she felt his fist force itself between her legs. This was too much! Reaching down, Marsha was prepared to pinch and scratch the invader with her sharp nails. His hand was completely through her thighs, because she could feel his arm pressed against her pussy slit and pubic mound. Marsha instantly knew, she had grabbed the largest cock in the world! She was so shocked, she simply squeezed the huge head. Coming to her senses, she released him, as he slowly withdrew. The old man began dry fucking Marsha, slowly and steadily.At first, Marsha was livid with rage, but slowly calmed down when she realized no harm was being done. Bob was snoring and dead to the world. This was something she would have to handle herself. His large muscle was rubbing her wet slit and throbbing clitoris. Marsha knew she was on the verge of an orgasm from his harmless actions. It was impossible to keep her ass from meeting his thrusts. Never, would she have ever dreamed of doing something so deliciously wicked.Suddenly, Josh raised her thigh, and on his next thrust, his cock-head was attempting to enter her vagina. Holding her thigh out of the way with his elbow, his fingers spread her labia. Before Marsha knew what was happening, the huge mushroom head had popped inside her love canal."Aaah! It hurts! It hurts! Please, No... No... Don't!" Marsha groaned.Bob turned his head and asked, "What's wrong honey?""I've got a cramp in my leg, but it'll be okay in a minute. Go back to sleep, Dear," Marsha answered.Josh had never stopped forcing his way inside her pussy. Now, about four inches had spread her wide, and six more were attempting to follow. Her pussy slowly stretched to accommodate each centimeter of his raging tool. He had pulled her back toward him, so each and every inch would penetrate deep inside her tight pussy. Josh had never fucked a white woman before and he was going to screw this young wife all night. Her husband was in for a surprise tomorrow.Pain had been replaced by intense pleasure. Already, Marsha had achieved several mini- orgasms, but she knew there was a monster climax building deep within her stomach. Once Josh had his cock inside her body, Marsha knew there was nothing to do, except enjoy, and pray Bob never woke. She knew this was totally wrong and forbidden, but it felt so good! Having an old black man fucking her in the same bed as her husband was exciting beyond belief. Never, ever, would she go out and deliberately cheat on her husband. This one time was fate and nothing could be done to avert it. The trip, snow, windshield wipers, everything had been planned for this moment. How could anybody change what was fated to be?Josh was holding tightly to this young wife's thighs, pulling her into his powerful thrusts. Except for those movements, there was no reason her husband would be disturbed. Josh was careful to keep her from touching Bob's snoring body. Fucking her from behind was the safest position under these circumstances.Marsha's inner body was heating up, as she felt waves of pleasure emanating from deep within her pussy. Josh reached around her hip and tweaked her already throbbing clitoris. Marsha grabbed a corner of the pillow, stuffing it into her mouth to muffle the groans escaping from her chest. The rubbing and pinching of her sensitive love bud was driving her crazy. That, and the huge monster thrusting in and out, was more than Marsha could bear! She screamed into the pillow, as the scalding tendrils of pleasure engulfed her entire body.Josh felt his load of black man's seed erupt from the throbbing head of his long unused cock. Spurt, after thick spurt, shot into her young body. He could feel her body quivering from her own intense orgasm. Finally, his black baby maker slowed, and then stopped its secretions. Millions of his seed were fighting to be the first to reach the prize. Holding his huge rod in place, preventing the escape of a single drop, Josh relaxed. He smiled at how easy it had been to fuck this white woman, and knew he would repeat the act before she left.Taking a small towel from under his own pillow, Josh pressed it between her legs, as he pulled his flaccid prick from her gaping cunt. He whispered into her ear, "Hold that in place. It's too damned cold to get up."For the moment, Marsha was too tired and relaxed to think. She was asleep, almost immediately.Before daylight, Josh added more wood to the old stove, wanting the room to warm up before waking his guests. His plan for how to warm the unsuspecting wife was firm in his mind. He had already been fondling her sleeping body and was sporting a raging hard-on. Marsha moaned when Josh twisted her puffy clitoris, but she didn't wake. He positioned himself between the splayed legs of the sleeping wife. Smiling to himself, he aimed his swollen rod at Marsha's unprotected slit. Josh loved the feeling of rubbing his huge cock in her cunt juices. He rubbed his pole up and down the sleeping woman's vagina a few times before bearing down on the spread opening. Her pussy was still very tight, as it stretched around the large mushroom head.Marsha's eyes snapped open, when she felt something huge, hot, and hard enter her vagina. Before she screamed for help, awareness of what was happening shot through her. "No!" She hissed between clinched teeth. "Not again!" Marsha squirmed and twisted, trying to get away before it was too late. Her struggles caused another four inches to enter her slick canal. Afraid of waking her husband and knowing he would find out the truth, she ceased her movements. As his stiff iron bar slid smoothly into her tight vagina, Marsha felt an intense sensation of pleasure. No matter the circumstances, her husband had never brought such ecstasy.Marsha's pussy was still overly sensitive from the earlier ravishment, and already, she felt the first signs of am impending orgasm. When his coarse pubic hair ground against her swollen clitoris, it triggered a blissful wave of heat throughout her body. Not able to control herself, she was fucking back on his short forceful strokes, meeting each thrust with one of her own. Marsha wrapped her legs around his hips to give him easier access, trying to pull his manhood deeper into her already filled pussy.Bob was blissfully unaware of what was happening only a few inches from his body. In his dreams, he was fucking his sexy wife on a gently rocking sailboat. She was moaning beneath him, as they arrived closer and closer toward a mutual orgasm. He loved having sex with his beautiful, young wife.Marsha knew her pussy was being stretched beyond repair, but the waves of pleasure consuming her body were all that mattered. Never, had she imagined being filled by a gigantic black dick. Neither would she have ever believed, a penis of such proportions, could bring such intense gratification.Josh was fucking with long, slow strokes, but alternating with a series of short fast strokes that kept her guessing and was driving her crazy. Josh knew this white wife had never experienced the joy of being completely filled before tonight. She had gotten a taste of giant black cock and would never be satisfied again with anything less. Hearing her low groans through clinched teeth, Josh knew he was going to shoot another massive load of his potent cum any second.Covered in perspiration, Marsha gripped the muscular arms of this old man, as her entire body tensed in the first throes of an explosive climax. Millions of neuromuscular tendrils discharged their heat, as Marsha reached a gigantic orgasm. Her pussy contracted around the black monster responsible for this unbelievable sensation.The contractions around Josh's prick put him over the edge. With force of a cannon, his mighty tool shot a great gob of cum deep into her body. Load after load followed, as his plum sized balls emptied their seed once again.Marsha wrapped her arms and legs around Josh and held him tightly until every last drop was drained from his balls. Already, she wanted him to fuck her again. Twenty years earlier, Josh would have been happy to comply. Now, he was only anxious to get guests out of his house and off the property. So far, he had been lucky, but luck was like money, it soon disappeared. Later, after cleaning the ice off their windshield, the good-byes and thank-yous were said. Josh happened to comment, "Didn't you say you were from Houston?""Yes, we are," Bob replied."My youngest son works at that Space Center there. Here's his phone number. Would you call him up and tell him about out visit?""I'd be more than happy to call him, maybe even have lunch," answered Marsha.Staring into her eyes, Josh said, "He's bigger than I am." Bob thought that was a strange thing for the old man to say, he must be getting senile.By the time Bob and Marsha returned home, she couldn't seem to sit still. There was an itch deep inside her pussy, an itch so deep, Bob didn't come close to scratching. Marsha knew exactly what she needed and she had the phone number of the scratcher.***Was Marsha pregnant? Did she use the phone number in her purse? Did Bob find out? Did he become a cuckold for black cock? This isn't 'Days Of Our Lives'. Use your imagination.The End |
amanhiswifeandher.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/amanhiswifeandher.txt | -= The Man =-The doorbell rang and Sheila answered it. "Oh, Mandy," she said, "I'm so glad you stopped by! Come on back to the kitchen. What a coincidence. My husband was just saying that, since I'd mentioned you so often, he'd like to meet you. And here you are!""Yes, here I am," Mandy laughed. "Are you sure I haven't met your husband some time?""If you have, he doesn't remember it. And I don't think he'd forget someone as stunning as you." Mandy was indeed stunning. Honey blond and wearing a bright, winning smile, she was slim in the hips with a flat tummy and curvaceous bouncing bosom. "Oh, you're just saying that!" Mandy protested, unconvincingly. "Not at all, I'm just stating the obvious." A tall dark-haired man rose to greet them when they entered the kitchen. "Kevin, this is Mandy," Sheila introduced him. "Hello," Mandy said hesitantly, blushing and turning her head, for Kevin was completely naked. Sheila put her hand on her friend's arm. "Don't be embarrassed," she reassured her, "he almost never wears clothes when he's home. It's okay." "But couldn't he put on a robe when your friends come around?" Mandy asked. "Don't be silly, Mandy," Sheila chided her, "that's just the time when he doesn't wear a robe. Isn't that right, Kevin?" "Yes!" Kevin replied. "Come on now, Mandy," Sheila coaxed, "I think he's really, really attractive. Look at him and tell me if you don't agree." Mandy turned her back to Kevin and said to Sheila, "This is crazy. What have you two got going, anyway? I come in and you show me your husband as though he were a wonderful new set of china. What am I supposed to say? Ooh and aah?" "That's a great idea! Let's hear a great big 'OOOOH!' for Kevin!" Sheila laughed happily. "But you've got to see him first," she added. When Mandy just looked at her, Sheila continued, "Okay, okay. It's a game Kevin and I play. We take turns being each other's 'slave' and today was his turn. I told him this morning he'd have to stay naked all day, even and perhaps especially if some of my friends dropped in. The rules of the game require the 'slave' to do whatever the 'master,' or in my case the 'mistress,' tell him to do. He isn't allowed to speak, incidentally, unless I address him directly. (I have the suspicion, by the way, that I'll get the same treatment when my time comes!) So be a sport, Mandy. Turn around and ogle him, look him up and down. Don't hesitate he's just a 'slave'!" "You guys are weird," Mandy declared, but nevertheless she glanced at Kevin, looked away and then looked back again, this time not diverting her eyes from his body, though Sheila noticed she avoided looking at his face. "Kevin," Sheila said, "bring me a clean dish towel." He went to a cabinet the women watched his dangling penis swing when he walked and returned with the requested item, which she tied around his head, covering his eyes. "Now, Mandy, you can look without him looking back. Doesn't that make you feel better about it?" "Yes, I guess it does," Mandy admitted, scrutinizing Sheila's naked husband more boldly. "He's limp," she said, beginning to get into the spirit of the game, "and that's an insult to me. I thought I was sexier than that." "Oh, no, you're as sexy as ever," Sheila replied, "all it means is he's even more embarrassed than you are! But that's a benefit for us because now we get to watch his prick get hard." "It doesn't seem to be doing that now," Mandy said skeptically. "It will and you can make it happen." "How?" Mandy asked, eager now. "Rub his nipples! Go on: pinch them, roll them between your fingers, pull them. And if you want him really hard, suck them. Kevin! Mandy's going to play with your tits!" Kevin put his hands behind his back and thrust out his chest. Sheila, though not Mandy, noticed his penis twitch."Are you sure it's alright?" Mandy queried, "He's your husband.""Of course, it is! Isn't that right, Kevin." "Yes," Kevin answered, and this time Mandy, too, saw the twitch. She stood at arm's length from him. Gingerly, she put her hands on the reddish pimples protruding from his hairless chest, and began slowly to rotate her palms over them, feeling them stiffen with her touch. "Be sure to watch his prick, Mandy," Sheila said. Mandy looked down and discerned that, indeed, the male organ was firming. So she took each pseudo teat between a thumb and forefinger and compressed it. The penis rose, though still pointing downward at an angle. When she pulled the nipples out from his body, tugged, and the angle became perpendicular, she clamped her lips onto his left breast while rolling the right between her fingers. "Oh, Mandy!" Sheila gasped, "Look!" Mandy raised her head and followed instructions. Kevin's penis, thick and trembling, stood at a right angle from his body. "May I touch it?" she breathed to Sheila. "Yes, of course, please, please do!" Her hand crept to the throbbing rod of male flesh where she fitted her fingers around the glans and lightly caressed the tiny hole in its center with her thumb. Kevin bent his knees and moved his pelvis in an effort to force himself further into her hand. "Lie down, Kevin," Sheila said softly, "Lie on your back on the floor." He immediately complied, Mandy's hand maintaining its hold on the handle her caresses had produced. The two women knelt on either side of him and together they fondled his body.Sheila flicked his erect and sensitive nipples with her forefingers and Mandy flicked his erect and sensitive penis with her tongue. Sheila stroked the hair under his arm and sucked his tongue deep into her mouth. Mandy stroked his inner thighs and sucked his root deep into her mouth. Kevin squirmed under their touch and moaned. In a barely audible voice Sheila said, "Would you like it truly in you?" Mandy raised her head and asked plaintively, "May I? May I, really? You don't mind? I mean, after all, he's, well, he's..." "Be my guest, Mandy. Enjoy!" Urgently, Mandy kicked her shoes away, stripped off her pantyhose, and, lifting her skirt, moved to straddle her friend's prostrate husband. "Wait," Sheila said. "Your dress is in the way. Take it off, in fact, take off everything. And I will, too. We can enjoy him together!" Naked, they faced each other across the equally naked male with a fully erect penis pointing toward his navel. Mandy stood at his feet, Sheila at his head.Together they were an exemplary illustration of the similarity, yet the difference, in female forms: Sheila was compact and petite; Mandy was taller and fleshier. Sheila's legs were short and delicate; Mandy's legs were long and sturdy. Sheila's short dark hair was reflected in her thick and curly pubic thatch; Mandy's long straight blond hair likewise harmonized with her thin and wavy genital pelt. Sheila's breasts, small with longish thin nipples, drooped scarcely at all; Mandy's breasts, very large with plump dimpled nipples, swung down and out from her chest. They grinned impishly at one another and Sheila said, "Ready?" "Ready!" Mandy responded and, kneeling, held Kevin's stalwart penis at the entrance to her womb, and slowly settled her body onto it. At the same time Sheila knelt over his head, separated her vaginal petals with her fingers, and lowered them to his lips. "You may lick me now, Kevin," she said, and he eagerly began to lap over, around, and within her covert delicacies. Mandy slowly moved her vagina upon the welcome visitor within it. "I am very well filled, very well filled indeed," she said and leaned forward to rest her hands on the floor beside Kevin's body, a motion that caused her heavy breasts to swing down, brushing his chest. Sheila kept herself from settling completely onto Kevin's face, so he could breathe while he executed cunnilingus, which is a husband's pleasurable duty. As his tongue on her clitoris increasingly excited her, she stroked Mandy's soft blond hair. Suddenly she said, "Mandy, may I hold your breasts?" "Yes, yes, yes!" Mandy gasped as Kevin thrust against her and her climax approached. Sheila seized the double handfuls of uniquely female flesh that hung beneath her and breathed, "Stop moving, Mandy; hold off, if you can." Breaking his silence, Kevin panted, "I can't hold off, no matter what she does!" "Just keep sucking me, yes, oh yes! Suck, suck, suck!" Sheila screamed, and then, "Fuck him, Mandy, fuck him! Let's come !" And come they did, the three of them together in a gigantic corporate orgasm. The women dressed and Mandy left. Only then did Sheila take the towel from Kevin's eyes. -= The Wife =-The doorbell rang and Kevin answered it. "Oh, Mandy," he said, "I'm delighted you stopped by. Come on back to the family room. What a coincidence. My wife and I were just reminiscing about the last time you were here. She was remarking about the marvelous time she'd had." "Then I can reminisce with her. Because I, too, had a marvelous time. How about you?" Kevin simply put his hand to his chest, rubbed his left nipple through his shirt, and smiled. She returned his smile and squeezed one of her own breasts. No words were needed. As Mandy preceded him through the hall, Kevin admired her rippling bottom, the cheeks of which were encased in skin-tight designer jeans. Because he had been blindfolded during almost the entire time when she was there before, he hadn't had much opportunity to observe her charms, though he definitely had felt them. As they entered the light wood-paneled family room, Kevin said, "Guess what, Sheila: it was Mandy at the front door." Sheila wore an almost transparent front-close soft-cup bra with small holes through which her erect nipples projected, a matching G-string darkened by her pubic hair visible through it, and high-heeled open-toe mules. She did not speak. "A-hah, Sheila, so it's your turn to be the 'slave,' " Mandy said."How did you guess?" Kevin responded. "Fetching outfit I got for her, don't you think?" Mandy made herself comfortable on the sofa and agreed, "Absolutely charming, I suppose now you're going to send her out for cigarettes in it." "That's an interesting idea," Kevin said, "but the rules of our game don't allow it. She's not permitted to cover up when visitors come, but I can't make her expose herself in public." "Too bad," Mandy feigned a sigh. "I suppose you'd suspend that guideline if you were playing this game," Kevin laughed. "Oh, definitely," Mandy quipped, "I wouldn't have any rules at all. Anything goes! What's the point in having a slave if you can't make her or him obey outrageous orders?" "You have a point there," Kevin said. "What do you think, Sheila? Should we abolish the rule?" "No," said Sheila. "See?" Kevin shrugged, "Nothing to be done about it." "Too bad," Mandy said again. Kevin wasn't positive she was kidding this time. He reached over and plucked one of Sheila's bare nipples as if he were picking a berry from a bush. "Nice juicy tid-bit here," he commented and leaned down to give the tit a quick suck. "May I do that?" Mandy asked from the sofa. "Sure, if you want to. Sheila, take your boobies to Mandy so she can suck them." Sheila leaned over and rested her hands on the sofa back, which neatly positioned her spandex-sheathed breasts for Mandy's mouth to fit onto their exposed tips. While Mandy sucked, Kevin said, "My program today is to find out how many orgasms Sheila can have between ten and twelve o'clock. Since its almost ten right now, you got here just in time to help me produce them." Mandy took her lips away from Sheila's nipple long enough to say, "You can't produce her orgasms; only she can do that." "Is that right, Sheila?" Kevin asked. "No," Sheila said and shifted her breast slightly in Mandy's mouth." "See?" Kevin said. Mandy's response was to nip her friend's tit with her teeth and Sheila yelped. "I didn't tell you to speak!" Kevin said with mock sternness and then went on, to Mandy, "I'm also going to make her come in different positions and places." He glanced at his watch. "Ten on the dot; time to start. Would you mind pulling down the G-string and checking if she's prepared?" Mandy drew away the patch of cloth covering the fuzzy mound in front of her, put her hand on it and fingered the dark hairs. She moved her head affirmatively without removing her mouth from Sheila's breast."I thought she would be," Kevin said. "Ok, Sheila, you may straighten up now." When she stood her reddened and elongated nipple popped from Mandy's lips and the wisp of fabric that had covered her groin fell to her ankles. "You really ought to 'do' the other tit, Mandy," he said, "but we must get on with the experiment." "I'm disappointed, of course," Mandy pouted prettily, "but I'll survive." "That's a relief!" Kevin laughed and settled into a chair. "Ok, Sheila, it's time for 'O number 1.' Mandy says you're the only one who can produce orgasms so we'll begin with one you do all by yourself. She and I will sit here and watch while you masturbate. It would be nice if you could cum standing up, but if that becomes difficult please feel free to sit or lie on the floor." Sheila looked a little dismayed, but she stepped out of the G-string, kicked it away with one of her heels, and immediately held her breasts, looking down at them while she gently stroked their bare tips with her thumbs. Then, with closed eyes, she raised her fingers to her shaved armpits and trailed them down her sides to her hips and around to her inner thighs before squeezing her mons with one palm and her gently swelling belly with the other. (Kevin noticed that, outside her jeans, Mandy's hand pressed onto her own mons.) Her feet wide apart, Sheila separated her vaginal lip s with two fingers of each hand and began to massage them, first gently and then with steadily increasing intensity. The muscles of her hips and buttocks tightened and her breasts strained against the filmy cloth containing them. Suddenly she thrust two fingers deep into her vagina and pressed her clitoris firmly with another. The only sound came from panted breaths escaping her parted lips. For their part, Mandy and Kevin held their breaths as Sheila kept her fingers motionless for what seemed an interminable time. Then abruptly the fingers in her vulva began to piston in and out of their slippery envelope and the finger on her clitoris began to revolve rhythmically. At the same time her pelvis thrust against the fingers within and on it and her heavier breathing caused her out-thrust bosom to swell and tremble. She maintained this excited motion for what seemed to her audience to be a very long time. Just as suddenly as she had begun, she stopped and, without removing her hands, rested, her head thrown back, her eyes still closed, her mouth open, her breasts rising and falling as much as the brassiere would allow. And then, with one mighty shove she buried her fingers in her vagina and, furiously rubbing her clitoris, came with an ecstatic cry, her entire body shaking with tension's release. And still she stood, though she swayed on her high heels. When the convulsions subsided, she moved her feet together, put her hands at rest behind her, and stood very straight. "Number One!" she said with a smile. Kevin looked at Mandy, who rather sheepishly took her hand away from her groin. He then glanced at his watch. "About thirty minutes," he said. "At that rate, we should get many more before noon." "I doubt that," Mandy commented. "The next ones will take longer and may not even be possible." "Is that true, Sheila?" "I don't know," Sheila replied. "So we'll just have to find out. Won't we?" "Yes," Sheila said. "Take off the bra. I think it's time we let the tits loose," Kevin said. Without her brassiere Sheila was totally naked except for her mules, which Kevin had determined she would retain all morning."Sometimes I wish I had breasts like that," Mandy mused. "Why?" Kevin asked, puzzled because he thought the plain white blouse she wore bulged very nicely indeed. "They're small enough not to sag but full enough to be a good handful," she replied. "Mine literally droop." "I liked it when they 'drooped' onto my chest the other day," Kevin smiled at the memory. Mandy returned his smile. (They both ignored the silent and demurely naked Sheila.) "That's right, you couldn't see them, could you?" "I had a towel over my eyes, you may remember." "I'm tempted to show them to you now, but you probably don't want any diversion from your 'experiment.'" "Oh, I don't know, another bare-bosomed woman might be just the thing to bring on the next orgasm." "You don't fool me!" Mandy laughed as she unbuttoned her shirt and slipped it off. "You just want to see my naked tits." Her bra followed her shirt onto the floor. "And here they are!" She leaned forward and dangled her heavy breasts before him. Kevin looked at them appreciatively. "Very nice, indeed," he said, "You're welcome to 'droop' them over me any time you want to. But I was serious, partly at least, when I said your bare bosom could help generate Sheila's next orgasm. More than that, though, would you be interested in fondling her to climax while I watch?" "May I? I'd love it!" "Then she's all yours. Bring her off as quickly as you can, though. I haven't given up on a grand total of at least four. Ready for 'O number 2,' Sheila?" "I'm ready," Sheila replied and ruffled her pubic hair. Mandy held her own abundant breasts in her hands and gently rubbed their button-like nipples against Sheila's little spikes before taking her friend fully into her arms. Their four breasts pressed close together, Mandy rubbed her jeans against Sheila's naked groin. As she did so, she placed her lips on those of the dark-haired woman. Sheila returned the kiss with a passion that surprised Kevin, who realized he was learning for the first time that his wife was capable of ardent sex with another woman. Without breaking the kiss, Mandy caressed Sheila's shoulders and back, finally reaching the buttocks, which she kneaded with her fingertips. Sheila's response was slowly to rotate her pelvis against Mandy's jeans and to nestle her cereal bowl-sized breasts against the milk jugs opposite them. After a few moments, the two female bodies literally writhed against each other. Mandy's fingers wrapped in Sheila's hair ensured that their glistening lips and flicking tongues did not lose contact. Sheila reached between their bodies, separated her vaginal petals, and then ground her open vulva and exposed clitoris against the coarse cloth concealing Mandy's corresponding organs. Seconds later, Sheila's body stiffened and shook. Her knees buckled and only Mandy's tight embrace kept her from sinking to the floor. When her legs would hold her again, Mandy released their lips, fell to her own knees and planted a moist kiss on her friend's already moist nether hair. Sheila, her eyes glazed, smiled at Kevin. "Number Two!" she said."That was beautifully done," Kevin said to Mandy, who was still kneeling on the floor. "And expeditiously, too. It's exactly eleven o'clock with time for two more orgasms before noon." Mandy stood and shook her long blond hair. "She can't do it, she simply can't do it." "What do you think, Sheila?" Kevin asked. "Are you still willing to try?" "Of course," Sheila replied. "A slave obeys orders and I'm a slave." "But you look like a rather exhausted slave," Kevin said kindly. "Lie on the sofa and relax a bit." Gratefully, Sheila stretched out on the large divan with her feet together and her head on a small throw pillow. She folded her hands on her abdomen and closed her eyes."She's really very beautiful," Mandy said. "Thank you for letting me make her." "It's I who should thank you. It took you less than twenty minutes to elicit her second orgasm. But it must be a little frustrating for you not to climax, too," Kevin replied. "Only a little. And I didn't mind, after all, I knew her orgasm was what really was important.""I'll make it up to you some day if you want me to, of course.""Is that a promise?" Mandy grinned broadly. "That's a promise," he declared with emphasis. "But now we must make haste toward 'O number Three.' He sat on the couch beside his recumbent wife and put his hand on her thigh. "Are you ready, Sheila?"Sheila opened her eyes. "I guess so," she answered a trifle hesitantly. Kevin combed his fingers through her luxuriant damp hair and said, "We'll take it slow and easy. All you have to do is focus your mind on your clit." She nodded and closed her eyes again. He went to a side table, opened a drawer, took out a dildo, and noticed that Mandy's eyes widened at the size of it. "I wish my prick was this big," he said. "You don't have to," Mandy said, "it's not the size that matters, it's what you do with it and I have evidence that yours is a whole lot more than satisfactory in that regard!" "It's kind of you to say so," Kevin responded, seating himself again at Sheila's side. He laid the vibrator on the sofa, gently massaged her belly, and then cupped her breasts, which he fondled tenderly while he moistened their nipples with his tongue. She responded with soft purring sounds, raising her bosom to welcome his ministrations. "May I help?" Mandy asked hungrily. "No," Kevin replied quickly, "this orgasm is mine." Without replying, Mandy seated herself nearby and cradled her bare breasts in her hands, reconciled to being an observer. Kevin eased Sheila's legs apart and studied the ever-strange region between her thighs. How exotic this familiar female anatomy would always be and how enticing, how desirable, how exciting. He slipped a finger into the cavity hidden by puckered skin and hooked a knuckle around her pelvis bone to press upon the so-called G-spot, which was corrugated in comparison with the smoothness of the tunnel leading to it. Sheila raised her hips and exhaled. Keeping his finger buried in her vagina, Kevin switched on the vibrator with his free hand and moved it on her pelvic area, coming to rest over her clitoris. He did not press down but let it hum lightly on the hood of flesh that shielded the focal point of her sexual excitation. Sheila exhaled "Aaah" and stretched her body, luxuriating in the exquisite pleasure. Slowly Kevin moved the vibrator into the velvety canal between her clitoris and the entrance to her vagina. He held it there while he extracted his finger from her warm interior and used it to move away the hood, revealing her tiny "female penis," red and pointed in arousal. She flinched when he unexpectedly touched it with the tip of his tongue, but when he continued to lick she responded with rhythmic movements of her pelvis and a look of something approaching bliss on her face. He momentarily interrupted his attention to her clitoris exciting to him as well as to her in order to insert the delicately buzzing vibrator into her vaginal cavity, where he held it as he returned to her almost infinitesimal focus of arousal. He had barely begun to tongue when she erupted in orgasmic spasms that racked her body not once, but many, many times. Kevin did not even dream of leaving her body until she had completed this most massive orgasm of the morning. Sheila didn't open her eyes, but merely clutched her breasts and opened her thighs further when she triumphantly said, "Number Three!" "That was more than number three," Mandy observed. "I think you should count it as three, four, five, and six, at least." "No matter how you count," Sheila said from the couch, "it's not enough. I want more, more, many more!" "She's kidding," Mandy declared. "Are you kidding?" Kevin asked. "Definitely not!" Sheila sat up and thrust her pert breasts forward. "And I'm ready now." "It's only 11:20. Maybe you can get two more in before twelve," Mandy said. "No need to get sarcastic, Mandy," Kevin said. "She seems really to mean it." "I know. I'm jealous that's all." Kevin chose to ignore that and facing Sheila, proceeded to take off all his clothes. "This time," he said, "we'll do it the way it should be done.""It's really not fair to waste that lovely tool on her," Mandy interjected. "She's already had as many as six orgasms. Use it in a woman who'll really appreciate it me!" "Now, Mandy," Kevin said gently, holding his erect penis in his hand, "you know I can't do that." "I'm sorry," she replied, "but I'm so horny I can't stand it. Don't worry, though, I can handle that myself." She stood, stripped off her jeans and panties, and stuffed three fingers into her vagina."That's a good girl. You'll feel better in a few minutes," Kevin grinned. "I'd better!" Mandy declared, but she smiled, too. He then turned his full attention to his naked wife who, despite her declaration that she desired another orgasm immediately, was still flushed and quivering from the last one. "Really, Sheila," he said, "I think we ought to wait until you've rested some more." She leaned forward, rested her elbows on her knees, and stared at his penis as though she had never seen it before. "No," she breathed, "I want it. I want it inside of me. I want to feel it move inside of me. And I want it now." He took her hand, indicating that she should stand, and held her small, compact body in his arms. With her erect nipples squashed against his chest and his upright penis compressed between their equally denuded bellies, he kissed her tenderly. Then, his lips moving against hers, he murmured, "I want to do you doggie style here, on the floor." "Any way you wish," her lips brushed his in reply, "just so you do me." Kevin relaxed his grip on her buttocks and her body flowed from his arms to the carpet, coming to rest on her elbows and wide-spread knees, her raised bottom prepared for his entry. He knelt behind her and carefully opened the double doors to her womb with his fingers. The reddened juicy interior beckoned but he contented himself with passing a thumb over the taut pin at the base of her vertical opening. Sheila gasped and pressed her breasts to the floor, which raised her lower offering even further. He held her slippery portals of flesh apart with the wide-spread fingers of one hand and, with the other, positioned his now throbbing penis at the open door thereby provided. Slowly, oh, so slowly, he entered until he was fully inserted, his hardened testicles, unable to follow, pressed against her quivering facade. He rested his hands on the rounded twin hills framing the cavity his rigid appendage visited and remained motionless for the moment it took to observe Mandy, her gaze intent on the coupling of her married friends, feverishly manipulating her own sexual center. He then began his exploration of Sheila's intimate portion by deliberately moving within it. His right hand gripped her right cheek but his left moved beneath his testicles to touch her clitoris and press a finger upon it. Thus holding her body between his hands, he increased his movements, both penis and finger. Sheila moved with him, moaning at first and then crying out, "Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Fuck me!" And fuck her he did, pounding into her with such force that only his grasp of her buttocks kept her in place. She came then with a mighty shove upward onto him and an ecstatic scream that pierced the heretofore stillness of the morning. Her knees refused to support her further and Kevin gently allowed her to sink to the floor, his still erect implement slipping reluctantly from its sheath. At the sight of his beautifully pulsating erection, dripping with Sheila's secretions, Mandy's orgasm exploded also and her lovely naked body quivered rigidly in the chair where she was sitting. Sheila raised her head and, before, dropping her cheek back to the floor, said blissfully, "Number Four!" Kevin sat beside her and possessively caressed her spine. He looked at his watch. "There's ten minutes yet available," he said, "but I think we'll let the record stand at four orgasms or, if Mandy has her way, seven." Sheila turned on her side and propped her head on one hand. "It was four," she said definitely, "the others were merely aftershocks." She smiled then at her unadorned female friend, "We should count yours, too, and make it five!" Suddenly she sat bolt upright. "It should have been six. Kevin, you didn't come!" Kevin patted his softening penis and said, "My time will come.""It could come in the next ten minutes," Mandy said quickly. "Stick that gorgeous sword of yours in me and we could make it six before the clock strikes twelve!" "That's kind of you, Mandy, but the only ones that count are Sheila's." "Kind, hell," Mandy stood and swung her large breasts before his face. Kevin reached up and squeezed the nearest mammary gland but she pulled away and, slipping on her jeans and shirt, stuffed her panties in a pocket and made her exit. "What a fabulous morning!" Sheila said. "It was indeed," Kevin agreed, "but now that the game's over f or today, how about if we go to bed and act like wife and husband?" She reached down and cupped his genitals. * Sheila came into the bathroom where Kevin was shaving one morning and popped the question: "Mandy asked if she could join our 'master-slave' game. What do you think?" He wiped some shaving cream from around his mouth so he could talk without swallowing the stuff. "You mean the 'mistress-slave' game, don't you?" "I might, but she called it ' master-slave.'" "Interesting. I'm not sure. Apparently you're willing, since you brought it up. Right?" "Well, the fact is she's been an observer and part-time participant each of the last two times we've played it. It's almost as though she's already in." "It's OK, I guess, but even though she's sexy as hell, I wouldn't want her around all the time." "That's pretty much the way I feel about it, too," Sheila said. "But," she added, "I make one restriction." "What's that?" "She can never be the mistress; always the slave. I don't want her ordering you around!" Kevin flicked a glob of saving cream at her."That's my possessive wife, for you." "You damn right!" Sheila said seriously and pinched his right nipple. "Very well. Suits me," he laughed. "When shall we play again?""Tomorrow morning," she replied. "I've already told her. She'll be here at nine." -= The Friend =-Mandy found a note inscribed with her name taped to the front door. She opened it and read: Slave Girl: 1. Come in. 2. Strip. 3. When you are completely naked, open the bag in the hall closet and wear the garments in it. 4. Walk to the kitchen. -- Your Master A tingling wave of excitement passed through Mandy's body. Sheila had told her that, if she wanted to join them, she would be expected to play the slave part and she had agreed. But to be addressed, on paper no less, as 'slave girl' made it even more exciting. She folded the note and put it in the hip pocket of her jeans to read it after. Once inside, she lost no time in getting out of her clothes, including, since she had been instructed to strip completely naked, her wrist watch, the three rings she always wore, and the two pins that kept strands of blond hair from falling into her face. Now that's naked, she thought. On the closet floor was a small travelling case that opened from the top. When she swung the lid up she found a piece of paper covering the stacked trays designed for jewelry and other small items. It was another note: - - -Slave Girl: Attire yourself with the items in the order in which you find them.Your Master - - -Beneath the note was a wisp of a bra with stiff dark red satin cups rimmed by dainty black lace with a clip to hold them together. Mandy eagerly wrapped its string strap around her back, fitted her considerable bosom into the cups, and closed the clip. The effect was startling even to her, for although the bra lifted her breasts and pressed them together, it cupped their area and caused the exposed two-thirds to bulge upward with their exposed nipples standing out in most remarkable fashion. Keen to discover what other wonders resided in the case, she lifted out the top tray and set it aside. Beneath it were two tassels, one with a tuft of black yarn attached to a black circle of soft plastic with a hole in the center by a thick red braid about six inches long. Otherwise identical, the colors were reversed on the other one red tassel, black braid, red plastic circle. There was no note, but Mandy didn't need to be told what these were for. Steadying her left breast with one hand, she carefully placed the black plastic circle over its tip. The circle completely covered the breast's areola while her stiff nipple protruded through the hole. She pressed on the circle and it clung to her flesh. Then, when she had fastened the red plastic circle to her right breast, she waved the tassels to and fro, intrigued that they tickled a little when they brushed her upper abdomen. Kevin and Sheila were certainly dressing her as a slave girl should be! The bottom of the case contained a pair of unmatched shoes one was red and one was black with the highest heels Mandy had ever seen (could she walk in those?) and a skirt composed of red and black cords with tassels attached, identical to those hanging from her breasts, that were fastened to a black band at about two-inch intervals. She stepped through the band and drew it to her waist where it refused to stay, slipping instead to her hips. It was not a skirt designed to conceal the body of the woman who wore it. When she reached for the shoes, Mandy noticed that something seemed to be inside one of them. There was. It was a G-string of red satin with black lace that precisely matched one of the bra cups. She pulled it on, fitted the patch of satin over her blond-haired pubes, and felt the thong between her legs snuggle across her anus. She slipped her feet into the shoes and tottered a few steps before she became comfortable walking virtually on tip-toe. By the time she reached the kitchen, however, she stepped confidently, the tassels dancing about her as she did so. Sheila scarcely looked up from her newspaper when Mandy came through the door, but she called out, "Kevin, your slave girl's finally here." "Tell her to come to me," Kevin's voice came from the bedroom."You heard him. Go," Sheila said. Kevin, naked, sat on the edge of the bed fondling his penis. "I need a discharge, slave girl," he said, "so you'll have to work for your breakfast which will consist of semen." Feeling for all the world like a real slave girl, Mandy dropped to her knees between his legs, licked a drop of pre-come from the tip of his semen dispenser, and then took it fully into her mouth and throat. Leaning back on his arms, Kevin watched Mandy's head bob up and down and mentally congratulated his wife for finding and choosing the slave-girl costume at Frederick's of Hollywood. And, though he hadn't been at the time, he was now grateful to Sheila for encouraging him not to ejaculate inside her the previous night. Save it for Mandy's breakfast, she had said. His thoughts didn't stay on those extraneous matters for long, however, because Mandy's exertions were fast producing their intended effect. Her lips alternately closed around his glans and slid silkily down the length of his shaft. At the same time she manipulated his testicles separately with the fingers of her two hands. The result was exquisite and almost painful pleasure, which he maintained by sheer force of will until that became impossible and his body involuntarily ejected two days accumulation of semen into her throat. She swallowed but kept the penis in her mouth until it became soft enough for her to bring in the testicles as well, thus filling her mouth with his genitalia. Then a surprising thing happened, surprising, at least, to Kevin, though Mandy had hoped the continuing action of her tongue and the sucking of her lips would cause his erection to return. As the penis stiffened, the gonads slipped from her mouth and once again her lips surrounded firmer male flesh. Kevin put his hand on her head. "Let's stop now, slave girl," he said. "You've had enough protein for the moment and I want to save any I have left for later." Reluctantly, Mandy abandoned the delicious morsel she had proudly created and rose to her feet. Kevin stood, too. His polished penis stood with him and the sight of Mandy's erotic body in her erotic costume did nothing to encourage it to subside. He started to move toward her when they heard the front doorbell ring. "That will be the man coming to repair the refrigerator," he said, "go let him in and bring him to the kitchen and don't hesitate to 'entertain' him while you do it." In the back of her mind, Mandy had expected something like this, and she also had a pretty good idea as to what Kevin expected of her in the way of "entertainment." Her already erect nipples became even harder with excitement as she walked through the living room to the door, her oscillating hips making the tassels bounce about her legs. The doorbell rang again and Mandy said, "Just a moment, please."She extended one bare leg through the tassels and put the opposite hand on her hip beneath them. Only then did she turn the knob, placing her hand on her exposed thigh as the door swung open. "Yes?" she said in a low sultry voice. The repair man, who thought he had seen everything when it comes to at-home customers, stumbled back a step and looked at his feet. He was short and perhaps a little past middle age with long straggly thinning hair. His belly, which hung over the belt of his baggy jeans, was too big for his shirt adequately to cover, so it bulged whitely through the space left by two unfastened buttons. In one grease-stained hand he held a metal tool box. "Yes?" Mandy said again, "What may I do for you?" Only a deaf man would have failed to hear the suggestion in her words. He looked directly at her then and said with a lecherous grin on his bristly face, "I've come to fix the fridge, mam." Mandy sensuously stroked her thigh and made her bosom quiver. "Oh, yes! It desperately needs attention!" she breathed. "Come... after me." She locked her hands behind her neck (which, of course, raised her breasts and caused their tassels to tremble) and turned slowly on her stilt-like heels. Emphasizing her hips with every deliberate step, she strutted slowly toward the kitchen, knowing full well that the swinging tassels left none of her fanny to his imagination. Sheila and Kevin, wearing robes, sat at the kitchen table, coffee cups in hand, studying the morning paper. Sheila looked up when she saw Mandy with the repair man panting after her. "You must be the one who's going to fix the refrigerator," she said as though there was nothing out of the usual. "That's right," he replied gruffly, "what's wrong with it?" "The light won't go on when the door opens. It's so annoying!" Sheila told him. "Alright then," he said busily, "let's just take a look at it." Mandy pulled open the door and, as he bent to peer in, one of her tit tassels brushed his balding head and he leered up at her lustfully. He immediately got out a screwdriver and began to remove the door switch. (Kevin knew the only problem was the bulb, which he had deliberately broken.) Watching him, Mandy leaned her breasts over the low door and made sure that one of their tassels swung on either side of the repair man's grizzled face. He turned his head from side to side against them as he worked, obviously taking his time to remove only two screws. When the switch finally was unbolted, he pulled it out and unattached the wires, holding it up for Mandy's approval as though he had done something marvelous. Then, when he bent down to examine the wires, one of her nipple tassels caught in his beard bristles and it came off with a quiet pop. "Gee, I'm sorry, mam," he said and made as though he would hand it back to her. "I'd love for you to put it back on," Mandy purred. "You are so handsome!" He didn't need to be asked a second time. When he gingerly tried to fit the plastic circle over her nipple, she moved her breast every time he was about to get it centered on its target. "It's hard to hold still when I'm so excited," Mandy whispered down to him over the refrigerator door between them. "I need your help." "Yes, mam!" he replied and grabbed her mostly naked breast with his free hand, squeezed it tightly (too tightly for Mandy's comfort), and roughly placed the circle around its distended tit. "There you are, mam, good as new!" he declared, apparently not noticing the greasy finger marks he left across the light blue veins of her swelling white flesh. "Have you found the problem?" Kevin asked. The repair man looked around the door toward the table, which he could see between Mandy's naked thigh's beneath her G-string from which peeked a few stray blond hairs. "Not yet, sir," he answered, "it doesn't seem to be the switch, though." "That's good," said Kevin, "have you tried the bulb?" "That's next," he said and left grease marks on Mandy's leg when he ducked back behind the door. He replaced the switch and started to loosen the bulb. "Maybe you should test my bulbs, too," Mandy said. "They only seem to light up when they're tested." And she leaned further over the door to swing her 'bulbs' over his head. "Be happy to," he smirked at her, "but I gotta take 'em loose to do it." "Then do! They need to be tested!" Mandy smiled down at him coquettishly. He seized the two dangling tassels and unceremoniously jerked them off, then put a grimy hand on each breast and rudely hoisted it from the red and black quarter cup supporting it. It took an effort, but she refrained from flinching and faked a sigh, "Oh, you are so manly." Whereupon he squashed one of her large breasts between his palms and clamped his teeth onto her nipple. At the table Sheila raised an eyebrow at Kevin. He nodded and spoke loudly, "Was the bulb out? Was that the trouble?" The repair man released the nipple, though not the breast, in order to answer: "I'm still checking, sir." "Then hurry up with it, will you?" Kevin said irritated. "I think you'd better do that, gorgeous man," Mandy advised. "My bulb's in good order now." He literally wiped his hands on her breast as he released it and turned to the machine. A silently laughing Mandy was replaced by a serious looking Kevin at the refrigerator door and so it was Kevin he saw when next the repair man looked up. "Yes, sir!" he said, "Let's shut the door and see what happens." He stood and, puzzled, looked around for Mandy, but she was nowhere to be seen. And, of course, the replaced bulb worked perfectly. Kevin thanked him, paid him, and ushered him to the door. He was doubled up with laughter when he returned to the kitchen. "I bet that guy is, right now, wondering what sort of dream he's just had." "It was damn near a wet dream," Sheila was laughing, too. "Did you see the bulge in his pants?" "No, but he wouldn't be human if it wasn't there," Kevin answered and opened his robe to demonstrate how human he was, himself. "Wow!" Sheila exclaimed. "Is that for me or for Mandy?" "I think Mandy should have it, don't you? She's earned it." "I certainly did," Mandy emerged from her hiding place, her freed breasts liberally streaked with grease from the repair man's hands. But she, too, was laughing. "Wasn't I a good little slave girl?" "That you were," Kevin said. "And, moreover, you still are but we've got to get you cleaned up, you're a mess." "He really was a boor, wasn't he," Mandy said, "but you know? The fact that I would never, ever, have let him screw me, made it even more exciting that plus the fact that you two were listening to my tease." She considered Kevin's audacious extremity. "Now do I get to drink from the fountain again?" she asked eagerly. "Maybe," Kevin answered, "but two things have to happen before you can drink: you've got to be de-greased, and the fountain has got to spout inside your cave." "Oh, marvelous," Mandy exclaimed and slipped a finger inside her G-string onto the entrance of her cave. He tossed his robe onto a chair and ordered, "Follow me, slave girl." And, penis swaying, he strode toward the bathroom, where he turned on the tap and let tepid water run into the tub. "Take off the shoes and skirt but not the G-string and climb in, slave girl," he said and handed her a bar of soap and wash cloth."Aren't you going to wash her yourself?" Sheila, who had come with them, asked. "No, I want to watch her do it." He lowered the toilet lid, sat on it, his feet flat on the floor, and leaned back with his hands behind his head. "Now, slave girl," he said, "clean the tits." "May I?" Sheila, who still wore her robe, asked and, without waiting for an answer, seated herself on the floor between Kevin's legs and began fondling his erection. Kevin did not object. Mandy stretched herself out in the tub, keeping only her head above water. Then, sitting up for Kevin to see her, she soaped her breasts, squeezing them, pushing them together, and pinching their nipples so the buttons stood proudly firm. Even with that thorough treatment, some grease remained, but rougher application of the cloth quickly eliminated all trace of the repair man's grubby paws. "It was delightful watching that cleansing," Kevin remarked. "And this slave girl enjoys being watched while she bathes," Mandy grinned, stepping out of the tub and applying a towel to her backside."Are you sure the slave deserves this? Just because she let a service man grope her?" Sheila asked plaintively. She rolled his glans between her thumb and two fingers. "Of course she does!" He stood, took Mandy's body in his arms, and pressed her full breasts against his chest before dropping to his knees and dragging the wet G-string to her ankles. He promptly separated the folds concealing her "cave" and placed his tongue on the Lilliputian sentry guarding it. "Oh! That's very nice!" Mandy sighed and, leaning over, put her hands on his cheeks. But Kevin had no intention of proceeding with cunnilingus. Instead, he stood, clasped her breasts, and gave each nipple a single lick. "Come with me!" he said hoarsely and marched away. She almost unconsciously slipped on the super-high heels he had provided for her before trailing after him. In the living room, he threw a pillow from the couch on the soft carpet and urgently told her to sit on it and then lie down. Thus properly positioned, she opened wide her legs and spread the aperture to the cavity within her in anticipation of his entry. Kevin stood above the naked woman and admired her long curvaceous legs, smooth belly, and flattened though still swelling bosom. "She's really quite beautiful, isn't she?" Sheila commented."She's very beautiful," he agreed. "Almost too beautiful to fuck.""No woman's that beautiful," Sheila said. "Fuck her!" Kevin knelt between Mandy's legs, held his fully rigid penis in his hand, and teased her exposed clitoris with its tip. Her body quivered and, with a moan, she lifted her body to meet him. Slowly, then, he inserted his instrument until it was completely absorbed by her pliant flesh. Only then did he initiate the in and out motion that would produce the friction necessary to release the fluid stored in his testicles, a release that swiftly followed. It was a magnificent orgasm for Kevin, one that seemed literally to drain, not only the semen, but the energy from his body. Mandy, however, though she trembled beneath him, had not experienced the corresponding release and Kevin wanted that for her. Gently, he withdrew his wilted penis and, flattening himself on the floor, replaced it with his tongue. The taste of his own ejaculate was new to him and he was not certain he liked it very much, but that did not deter him from urgently licking and sucking her blood-filled clitoris, an action that almost immediately caused her to scream and buck against his mouth before gradually subsiding into limp rapture.After Mandy had dressed, gathered up the slave-girl costume (which Kevin insisted belonged to her), and left, Sheila and Kevin retired to their marital bed, where he brought Sheila to a towering climax by cunnilingus. -= The Man, His Wife, and Her Friend =-"Mandy's been evicted from her apartment," Sheila announced some weeks later. "What a shame. What's she going to do?" "Look for something else, I suppose. We could help her if we want to, though." "How's that?" "She could come live with us," Sheila replied. "We don't have an extra room," Kevin protested. "Where would we put her?" "It would give us an excuse to buy the king-sized bed we've always wanted. Then she could sleep with us," Sheila smiled conspiratorially. "I think you're playing a game with me," Kevin countered. "Not at all. Wouldn't you like to sleep every night with a naked woman on each side of you?" "Well..." "Of course you would! The only problem you'd have would be deciding which one us to fuck!" "I could live with that problem," Kevin grinned. So Mandy moved in with Kevin and Sheila. After, on her own initiative, she began dressing as a slave girl every evening upon coming home from work. Kevin confiscated the G-string so her blond-haired groin wouldn't be hidden from his view. A few days later he repossessed the tit tassels, and the quarter-cup brassiere soon vanished also, leaving her with only the tassel skirt and high heeled shoes to decorate her voluptuous body. Kevin decided he thoroughly enjoyed having a virtually naked woman around the house. He found no dearth of opportunity to fondle her and when, on rare occasions, he passed one by, she would pout and shake her bare breasts in his face until he took them in his hands and/or sucked their nipples (which always seemed to be erect). Sheila's prediction that he would have to decide daily whether to lay Mandy or his wife proved correct. At first he tried to make both of them before all three succumbed to sleep but that soon became not only physically but emotionally impossible. In fact, keeping two horny women sexually satisfied was a full-time job. If, for instance, he screwed Mandy on Monday and Sheila on Tuesday, by Wednesday Mandy would be clambering for his penis, and vice versa. In the beginning Sheila applauded Mandy's decision to stay naked even when they weren't in bed. She was excited by the sexual electricity it produced at even the most mundane times almost as much as Kevin did. But she soon discovered that she was in competition with Mandy for his attention, for her friend aggressively flaunted her nudity, demonstrating not only her availability but her urgent desire to be laid at any and every moment. And Kevin made no attempt to resist the temptation. So Sheila began wearing only the transparent bra though which her pointed nipples protruded, along with the G-string, which appeared black because of her lush public hair visible through it. She considered her legs to be one of her best features and she emphasized them by wearing the high-heeled mules Kevin had bought for her. Thus, whenever Mandy waved her much larger breasts at her friend's husband, Sheila would stretch forth a leg and trail her fingers over her thigh. The competition between them became intense. Ultimately Kevin decided enough was enough. He was simultaneously massaging Sheila's vulva through its filmy covering and nuzzling one of Mandy's breasts when he abruptly said, "This has got to stop, ladies. Both of you are sex bombs I know it and you know it. Neither of you has to prove that she is sexier than the other. So I think it's time for you to start wearing clothes, regular clothes. When I want you naked, I'll let you know." "But I like being naked," Mandy pouted. Kevin patted one of her swelling breasts and said, "I know you do, but you'll be my obedient slave girl and wear clothes, nevertheless. Run along now, both of you, and put something on. When you come back, we'll talk about all this." The women returned. Mandy wore a brightly colored silk muumuu that, though loose, nevertheless clung to her full bosom. Sheila, more demure, had donned a simple light blue cotton house dress whose short skirt did not reach her knees. Both of them were barefooted. "These last few weeks have been extraordinary," Kevin began. "Sheila, you always were sexy as hell, but now you've turned into a virtual nymphomaniac! And, Mandy, maybe you've always been sex-crazed, I don't know. But what I do know is that I can't keep up with the two of you. Don't get me wrong. I want to keep up with you, but I simply can't. "So I have a solution to propose, actually two solutions. The first is the obvious one, that you begin pleasuring each other when I'm here to watch and when I'm not. For all I know, you've been doing that all along, but if so, it clearly hasn't been sufficient." "It's not the same thing," Sheila said, "and, besides, I'm not really bi-sexual and certainly not a lesbian." "Neither am I," Mandy chimed in, "though I'm more bi-sexual than she is, I think. Your wife is one sexy woman!" "That's about the way I read it, too," Kevin said thoughtfully, "and that's why I have a second suggestion, which doesn't necessarily replace the first one, but supplements it. "Most men would give their eye teeth to be in my shoes. And I know several who would be more than happy fill them on occasion. You see what I'm proposing: what if I get some of my friends to come around and service one or both of you from time to time?" Slightly shocked, Sheila and Mandy looked at each other for a moment and then broke out in broad grins. Kevin had his answer. Nothing more was said, but that night they had the wildest sex they had enjoyed for many days. Kevin even ejaculated into both of their slippery vaginas before he drifted off to sleep with a different woman's leg wrapped around each of his and four warm breasts pressed against his body. *The next evening Kevin came home to find both his wife and his slave girl dressed. "Tomorrow morning," he told them, "you will have a visitor. His name is Travis. He knows there are two of you, but I told him he could only have one this time. So you may decide which of you Travis will fuck. Whoever is designated will have no need to seduce him, of course, but she might pretend, if she wants to, in order to add a little spice. I look forward to the observer's report!" When Kevin left the next morning his two women were still asleep, naked in the big bed. When he returned in the evening he found them, dressed, preparing dinner in the kitchen. Without preamble, he asked, "Ok, which of you had the honor?" "I did," Mandy said with unusual shyness. "In that case, Sheila, tell me what happened. I want all the lurid details." "With pleasure!" Sheila replied. "First," Kevin intervened, "How did you settle on Mandy?" "We couldn't decide at first because both of us wanted the 'honor,' as you put it, so we simply tossed a coin and she won. And then we planned how we would act. I won't tell you about the plan. Instead I'll report what actually happened. "When the doorbell rang, I answered it. Travis was a nice looking man, a little younger than I expected and somewhat timid. He wouldn't look me in the eye, for instance. "I said, 'Oh, you must be Travis! Come in. There's a beautiful woman here who desperately needs to be screwed!' "I boldly took his hand and led him into the living room, where Mandy lay on the couch totally naked, except for her stiletto heels. 'Mandy, Travis is here to fuck you,' I said. "She stretched her body and stood, holding her huge breasts out toward him. "Oooooh, Travis,' she said seductively, 'I'm soooo glad you're here! My boobies ache for your lips. Please suck them... please.' 'He didn't need any more urging, but eagerly held her breasts in his hands and bounced them up and down, telling her he liked big tits like these, before he sucked each of them, rather thoroughly, I must say. 'I simply sat down and watched from then on. After accepting Mandy's initial offering, he took complete charge, forcing her to her knees where he told her to stay while he got out of his clothes. His penis was erect of course! -- Rather short but thick and I could imagine how it would stretch Mandy's cunt when it entered her. "He entered her, alright, but not her cunt. He pushed his tool into her face, ordered her to open her mouth, and held her head tightly while she gobbled it." "It was quite a mouthful, too," Mandy interjected. "Did you swallow his cum?" Kevin asked. "He didn't cum in my mouth," Mandy answered. "No," Sheila resumed, "I could tell he was about to from the way his face looked, but he pulled out, made her get on all fours, and fucked her from behind. (You know, there's something inherently ludicrous about a man humping a woman that way!) His fingers were dug into her bottom and his head was thrown back while he pumped away in her cunt. Then he leaned over, reached around and grabbed her enormous breasts, which, naturally, were dangling down toward the floor, without missing a stroke. He didn't let her tits loose even when he came. In fact, it looked to me as though he might yank them right off her chest, he pulled on them so hard." "Did it hurt?" Kevin asked. "A little," Mandy re plied, "but I was so busy coming I couldn't have cared less." "So what happened then?" "He slipped out and Mandy crumpled onto the floor. He held his still stiff shiny penis in his hand and looked at me quizzically, obviously wanting to stick it into me, too. But I just smiled and shook my head. So he put his clothes back on. "I accompanied him to the door, where he blatantly looked me over from head to toe, pausing to stare at my chest and between my legs. I should prepare for him to fuck me the next time, he said. I told him I'd really like that. I was hot as a pistol, let me tell you! But whether or not there would be a next time was up to Kevin." "Do you want there to be a 'next time,'" Kevin asked. Sheila paused before answering, "Yes, but with someone else. I'm certain it would be wonderful to be fucked by Travis, but it would be a mistake for any one man to become a 'regular' with Mandy or me.""She's right," Mandy agreed. "You're our 'regular' and Sheila and I agree we want to keep it that way. The others I'm assuming now there will be others are gravy. I had a fabulous orgasm with Travis, but I really don't want him again. Variety is the spice of life, you know." "That's a wise decision," Kevin said, "but you have to recognize that I might have some trouble finding a new man for you every day. Inevitably there will have to be some repeats." "Oh, Kevin!" Sheila exclaimed. "How insatiable do you think we are? As long as you keep laying us, we'd be happy with a 'new' man just once a week." "That's probably too often, even," Mandy put in. "Once a month would be quite enough." "How about if we agreed on once every two weeks?" Kevin asked. "I know enough horny men for that kind of schedule." "Fine," said Mandy. "Agreed," said Sheila. "I must say that I'm delighted that neither my wife nor my slave girl were seduced away by handsome Travis." Mandy and Sheila both laughed and Mandy said, "Heavens! So he's nice looking. Big deal! All he is, really, is a stiff dick. And we get that from you every day." Kevin touched the front of his trousers. "If truth be known," he smiled, "you've got it right now. Let's all strip and put it to good use." And so they did. END |
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breedingbitch.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/breedingbitch.txt | Janice heard the knock at the door and realized she still had no idea what to say to Carol. She wanted to confront the bitch for sure. Steve was her guy, had been for years, and that sneaky slut Carol had been creeping around, flirting, enticing her man away.Ruth, one of Janice's co-workers had just happened to see them together on the north side of town. Of course she couldn't wait to get on the phone to Janice."She was all over him," Ruth had reported. "And he didn't seem to mind it a bit."Good old Ruthie.Of course he didn't mind it. When some bitch practically waves her pussy in your face a guy was going to reach out and get some. Especially when they look like Carol. Steve was not blameless here and she would deal with him and his unfaithfulness separately, but that slut Carol must have been working overtime to get him to stray so visibly. Janice was no slouch herself and she sure didn't need to be tutored on the finer points of pleasing a man. All the more reason to suspect Carol as the primary conspirator in this little drama. A quick lesson on the finer points of 'private property' was what she needed, Janice thought.By the time she reached the door, Janice had worked her anger back up to a frenzied level and she stopped, her hand on the doorknob, to gain a little control. The image of Carol and Steve together was slamming through her brain. Have they done it, she thought. Well not anymore, not after today, I can guarantee that. She and Carol were just acquaintances, not really friends, and Janice felt no misgivings about pounding her ass into the floor if it became necessary. But not yet. First the civilized approach. And if that didn't work - well...She opened the door and there was Carol. Sunglasses and a saccharine sweet smile designed to show off her dazzling and perfect teeth. The baggy sundress she was wearing did little to hide her petite and curvaceous figure and Janice felt a rise in the angry temperature that she was trying hard to control. Mentally, she began counting to ten."Well," Carol said, not bothering to hide the irritation in her voice. "Can I come in?"Janice stepped aside, saying nothing, and Carol walked in like she owned the place.She tossed her purse on the couch and surveyed the living area with a contemptuous eye as Janice closed the door and followed her into the room."If this is about Steve, well then we can go ahead and get a few things straight without me having to waste my time. If you think-"A bark from the kitchen stopped Carol short and Rock, Janice's four year old German Shepherd trotted into the room, anxious to check out the stranger that had invaded his territory. Mature and filled out with muscle, he came right up to Carol, sniffing first at her legs and then boldly moving behind her to poke his nose through the fabric of her dress and into the cleft of her ass."Good god, Janice, call him off." Carol stepped away from the dog but he circled her legs, keeping his nose at her rump, his actions more intense as he attempted to locate the smell that was exciting him. He tugged at the dress with his teeth and when Carol moved away he uttered a low growl."Janice get him away from me. I don't like dogs and he's going to ruin my dress."Janice giggled. "He smells something he likes. He's pretty horny, I think. The neighbors have a couple of females that are in season and it's been driving him crazy lately.""Well, he's not my type. Call him off, he's ruining my dress."Ooohhh!" she cried, as Rock gave her a particularly aggressive poke in the rump with his nose. Startled, she stepped forward only be to pulled back by another tug at her dress.Janice opened her mouth to call off the dog and then stopped. She was enjoying Carol's discomfort. In a small way, it helped her feel better about the situation with Steve. And then it hit her. Revenge. Rock and revenge. Maybe, just maybe, she could really teach Carol a lesson. The vision of what she imagined burst into her head like a mini explosion, bringing a devilish smile to her face as she turned to Carol."Take off your dress," she said to Carol.Still dancing away from Rock's advances and tugs, she turned to Janice with an incredulous look on her face. Immediately, Rock seized the advantage with another strong poke at her ass. Carol jumped, clearly uncomfortable with the way the situation was developing. That damn dog would not leave her alone."What are you talking about, take off my dress. Are you crazy?" Rock expertly used his size and height against Carol's legs, confining her to a small area of the carpeted floor and she was beginning to tire. Janice thought the whole scene very amusing."Maybe he smells something on the dress," Janice said, knowing otherwise. "He's going to tear it up if you don't. Besides, maybe he'll leave you alone if he has the dress to occupy himself with. I'll get you something else to wear."Carol looked doubtful, but a few more pokes and prods from Rock along with that low growling convinced her. She pulled the straps of the sundress down over her shoulders and it fell to the floor, puddling at her feet.Carol was wearing nothing underneath, just as Janice had suspected. Janice looked at her, trying to see her the way Steve would. That perfect little body, creamy skin and round breasts. Janice would give her that. Carol was a knockout. Steve always did have great taste in women.Janice watched as Carol stepped out of her shoes and away from the dress, now completely naked.Rock paid not a bit of attention to the dress on the floor, as Janice knew he wouldn't. She watched with amusement as he moved straight towards the naked girl. Carol's mouth opened wide as he stuck his wet nose right into the dark bush between her legs and gave a tentative lick."My god!" she cried. "Get him away from me, Janice!"She covered her pussy mound with both hands and stepped backwards but Rock quickly moved around behind her and put his nose in her rear again, swiping his wet tongue between the cheeks of her ass several times."Janice, please get him away from me! Please!"No longer was her tone sarcastic. Now it was more of a plea. Carol turned this way and that, trying to avoid the dog's probing nose and tongue but Rock was there at every opportunity, effectively limiting her area to a few square feet of the floor. Janice, fascinated by the display, sat herself on the couch and crossed her legs, getting comfortable. This is perfect, she thought."Please Janice!" Carol, her voice sounded feeble and weak.Janice did nothing.Rock moved in front of the naked woman and extended his nose between her legs. Carol reached out with her hands to push his head away but Rock, anticipating the move, backed away. Off balance, Carol leaned forward and fell to her knees on the floor.Instantly sensing this new advantage, Rock moved in and quickly had his nose between Carol's legs. His long tongue snaked out through the hairy patch. Carol tried to push him away but he couldn't be budged. Instead, he pushed himself even closer, burying his snout between her legs."Janice, please!" Carol's hands fluttered weakly against the dog's neck and she tried to fight the initial wave of excitement building within her as Rock's rapidly moving tongue inadvertently began stroking across the more sensitive areas of her pussy. This can't be happening, she thought.The tongue hit her clit and a spasm shuddered through her body. Suddenly, Rock was gone, and Carol could feel tremors running through her body at the sudden stopping of the intense sensation of the dog's tongue.Then, something cold and wet touched her rump, and she jerked up on her knees, raising her ass high as she did so. Immediately, the tongue was back between her legs, stroking and prodding. Rock had moved around behind her and was back between her legs, his tongue moving between the cheeks of her ass and down between her legs to lick her pussy again. Carol tried to scissor her legs shut but the dogs snout was between them and her efforts only served to confine his tongue to a smaller area, giving him greater success at stimulating her now swollen clitoris."Oooh!" she moaned, unaware that she was doing so. Waves of sexual excitement were building within her and without realizing it. she slowly leaned forward, placing her palms on the floor, now on her hands and knees. Involuntarily, her legs parted slightly giving Rock a little more access which he eagerly accepted. His tongue continued its rapid assault between Carol's legs, slurping and sliding from the woman's now dripping pussy, to the crack of her ass and then back again.Janice watched in amazement at Carol's gradual change. Am I going to let this go all the way, she thought. She looked at Carol, naked, on her hands and knees, and then at Rock. She noticed his glistening, red cock protruding from its sheath, growing longer each passing second as he went about his task of readying the naked woman for breeding. Five inches and thick, it very literally symbolized his need and desire.Am I? Janice watched the dogs intense tonguing of the naked woman. Yes, I am, she thought. All the way. He deserves it after all this work. And she certainly does, she said to herself with a smile. She settled back on the couch comfortably, a fascinated expression on her face. Carol was wilting under the constant tonguing of her ass and pussy. Thoughts of stopping the dog were dim in her mind as the sexual stimulation to her clit by Rock's ceaseless licking continued. She felt totally humiliated by the position she found herself in, knowing that Janice was seeing all, yet seeing no way to stop it now. Low moans escaped her lips as the initial wave of an impending orgasm began building within her. Her wrists collapsed and her upper body lowered itself to the floor, resting now on her forearms. Her face lay on the carpet and her hips began a slight swing, rhythmic to the dog's incessant tongue.Janice watched in amusement as Rock, now unhampered, began a focused tonguing of Carol's pussy. She could see his long, pink tongue flick out, over and over again, occasionally penetrating and probing. She watched as Carol's ass began swaying, noticing the naked woman's legs moving further and further apart. This fascinated her more than anything, knowing that Carol had no control over what was happening. Knowing that Rock was working toward getting the woman spread and ready to his satisfaction. And when he did...Janice continued watching as Carol's legs now began to be spread forcibly. The widening of her thighs brought her ass and pussy lower to the floor. Within moments, under Rock's tireless licking, Carol's legs were spread to their limits.Rock steadily lapped the dripping juices from between the woman's legs. Carol no longer cared about the position she was in. The utter humiliation of it all was behind her for the time being. She knew she would never be able to look Janice in the eye again, but for the moment, she was on the edge of one of the most incredible orgasms she had ever felt building within her. That tongue! Carol wanted to be fucked in the worst way and she didn't care by who - or what.Suddenly, Rock stopped his licking and backed up a few steps from the quivering woman. His penis was stiff and extended, ready for mating. He walked slowly around Carol, stopping to sniff a bit here and there.She's completely ready now, Janice thought. She stared at Carol's humble position before her. Her upper body was completely lowered to the floor. Her cheek against the carpet, low moans escaping her lips. Carol's ass jutted up in the air, and her legs were spread so wide that she was fully exposed. Janice could see the tight, brown hole of Carol's ass and the dark fur that surrounded her pink, dripping pussy. Spread and ready!Rock returned to his position behind Carol, sniffed at the exposed parts a bit, then placed his forelegs upon her back and began moving his hindquarters in close to the naked woman's ass.Carol felt the paws upon her back, scratching and scrambling for purchase. It hurt a bit but she didn't care. She needed a good fucking in the worst way now. The fur of Rock's underbelly caressed and tickled her ass and upper thighs as he moved in close for his prize.Janice, totally entranced now by what was about to take place, left her position on the couch and moved closer to the action, kneeling a few feet away from Carol and Rock. My god, she thought. He's going to do it. And I'm going to let him. She stared as Rock made a few tentative thrusts with his cock, seeking his target.Carol gasped as she felt the dog's penis brush against her and began moving her hips trying to find the hot shaft that would satisfy her need.Janice's unwavering gaze was fixed upon Rock's penis as it sought Carol's love hole, and she watched in amazement as it's thick tip finally found entrance. Rock moved his rump in closer and the entire length of his cock slid deeply into Carol's sopping, red cunt. He began pumping furiously, in and out of the hot pussy. A low, keening sound began coming from Carol, and her hips moved against the dog's thrusts, trying to achieve deeper penetration."Oh god!" Carol cried, as her orgasm approached rapidly. Her hips began moving quicker, in time to the dog's rapid thrusting. Sweat dripped from her face.Janice had never seen a woman who looked so utterly slutty as Carol now did in her union with the dog. She watched as spasms began to wrack the woman's body, the orgasm beginning its ascent, running through the naked slut like a berserk locomotive. Sexual waves of pure pleasure slammed hard into Carol's body and her mouth opened, a scream of pure pleasure erupting. "OH FUCK!!" Janice reached out and grabbed the slut by her hair lifting her head from the floor. With her free hand she covered Carol's mouth, trying to stifle the loud screams and moans. No sense letting everybody in the neighborhood in on what was happening.Rock's pumping became more frenzied as he approached his own orgasm. Silently, he pleasured himself with the naked woman and moments later, long, ropey strands of dog cum spurted into Carol's pussy. Gravity, and Rock's continued pumping forced some of it back out, and the cum dripped from between Carol's legs and onto the carpet below.Gradually, the dog's pumping and thrusting slowed. His needs met for the time being, he eventually came to a stop but remained perched atop Carol, his penis firmly entrenched within her cunt.Janice waited a few minutes and then carefully began disengaging Rock from Carol. Carol moaned as the cock slid out of her vagina, and when she was free, she collapsed to the floor in trembling heap."Good boy," Janice said. She patted Rock on the head and led him out of the room.Back in the living room, Janice surveyed the woman on the floor, a wet puddle between her legs."Get up slut!" she said, prodding Carol in the thigh with her foot. "You're getting cum all over my floor."Carol, unaware of her surroundings at the moment, opened her eyes. With a rush it all came back. I let myself be fucked by a dog, right in front of Janice, she thought.Worst of all, I enjoyed it."Janice, I-I..." Carol stopped, not knowing what to say."I don't think Steve'll have much of an interest in you anymore, Carol," Janice said with a smirk. "Not once he finds out what a dog fucker you are."Carol's face reddened. "J-Janice, please. I'll do anything. Anything you want.""Will you now," Janice said with an evil grin. "Just maybe, we can come to some arrangement. You know, Carol. I've been trying to find Rock a mate for a long time..."THE END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 69 |
loris.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/loris.txt | I have to travel some for training in my job. My wife, Lori, decided to join me and take a few days off work. It was June; she decided to make the most of it by lying out by the pool. Lori is 32, blonde, green eyes, 5'3", 115lbs, 34b-25-34. She has a fantastic body and has a tattoo on her ankle and one on her lower back. We arrived at the hotel late on a Sunday afternoon. The next day, I took the car to the training session in the city. The day promised to be warm and sunny and Lori decided to lie out at the pool. She put on her new string bikini I got her from Victoria's-Secret. Lori brought a radio, cigarettes and drink.Since it was the first day of class, the instructor allowed early dismissal. I drove into the hotel parking lot. As I pulled through the parking lot, I passed by the pool. I could see Lori in a lounge chair. I also noticed a man leaning on the fence talking to her. He was tall, dark headed and I guess decent looking. I pulled into the parking space and walked into the room to take off my coat and put up my folders. I put on some swim trunks and made my way to the pool. When I got there, the man had gone and Lori was alone. I gave her a kiss and we chatted. She jumped in the pool and I joined her. We swam around a little and she asked how my day had gone. I told her it went well and I said that it looked like she was not lonely. Lori looked at me with questioning eyes.I told her I had seen the man she was talking to. She said Oh, him. He was down here from Texas to visit his kids that live with his ex-wife. His name was Jon and had stopped by after visiting with his ex wife and the children. He was staying at the hotel. I asked her how she knew so much about him" She said that he stayed and chatted for quite a while. I asked if she thought he was good looking" Before she could answer, A mother with several kids walked in the pool area. We ended the conversation there.I did not bring it up again. I left for training the next day. When I returned from class that afternoon, Lori had just come in from the pool and was in the shower. When she got out, she asked about my day and I asked about hers. She said that the pool people had to clean the pool, but kept it open for her to still lie out. I asked if her friend dropped by. She said, "Yes, twice."I said, "I guess he liked the view." She asked, "Does Jon dropping by bothered you?" "No I do not mind if other men look at you or find you sexy. Maybe tomorrow, you should wear your thong bikini." I had gotten her the thong to wear in the tanning bed. She said, "It shows way too much of me." "What's the problem?" I asked, adding, "Your very sexy and have a fine body."She said, "He may very well get an eye full, if I'm not careful." One thing led to another and we ended up having sex. As we made love, she asked, "Are you turned on when other men look at me?" I told her it did, very much so. "Ever thought about me with another man?" she asked, with a demure look in her eye. "Maybe," I replied."Like those stories you read on the internet or in Penthouse letters?" Gasping ion surprise, I asked, "How did you know?" "I was cleaning up and found them in a box. Why, do you find that so sexy?" "You have such a sexy body, and I would enjoy watching you have sex with someone else, kind of like a personal porno. Since you had been married before and also had several lovers before me, I am not hung up on your chastity." As we continued to make love, she asked, "Are you imagining Jon fucking me?""Yes!" I said, emphatically. "It's quite a turn on for me." "Pretend Jon is fucking you, act out what it would be like with him," I said. as I fucked her. She really began to get into it. She moaned and begged me to go down on her. I stopped fucking her began to eat her. Lori was totally turned on orgasming hard. I mounted her and fucked her hard before I finally came in her. We collapsed onto the bed and Lori lit a cigarette; and asked, "Does that fulfill your fantasy?" "It was fine," I told her. "I really want you to consider acting out the fantasy for real." Gasping with surprise, Lori asked, "Are you serious?!" "Yes, I am," I told her. "What are the specifics of this folly of yours?""I want to watch.""I doubt Jon will go for that.""We have the small video camera in the car trunk. We could hide it in the room." "Could I go down on him and, him on me?""A must."Then she brought up the big question. She reminded me, she was not on any birth control. Before we had met, I had been snipped so the idea of birth control in our relationship was not a big issue. "We should use condoms not only for birth control but for STD protection," Lori suggested."Be comfortable with whatever you choose.""What would the heroine of your most favorite story do?" Lori asked. "She went bareback." I said, matter-of-factly."Why bareback?""In the stories, the husbands would go down on their wives and lick them clean of their lover's cum." I had in the past gone down on Lori after I had cum. "Could you live with some other man's semen in me.""It's my ultimate fantasy." "What about the birth control issue?""I have never used it," Lori said. "Besides, I have been unable to conceive so far. My last period was two weeks ago. I should be safe for the rest of the week?" I asked, "Are you sure?" "Yes I am." She snuffed out her cigarette and spread her legs. "I want to see you clean me. Go down and do what you say other husbands do." I began to lick and clean up her pussy from my earlier deposit. She pulled me into her cunt and I licked and ate till she orgasmed again.The next day was Wednesday. As I got ready to leave for class, I asked, "Lori have you made up your mind yet?""Not yet," she replied, "The idea excites me. But I question the reality. I might change my mind."I won't.""I'll flirt with him today and see if he is interested."When I returned from class that afternoon Lori was waiting for me very excited.I was lying by the pool when Jon came by. I invited him in to have a seat near me. We talked and he even rubbed some suntan oil on my back and legs. I made sure my pussy sneaked out and that my top came loose. He told me he has a girlfriend back home. I think this will make him safe enough. I haven't decided whether to go bareback or not" she said, as though reading my thoughts. She reached out and began to stroke my cock through my pants. It sprang to attention. "Would you like me to stroke Jon this way?""No," I replied. She continued to stroke me and told me that she had been wondering what it would be like with Jon. "You have," I said. "Yes." She got up and took off her bath towel and exposed herself to me. She ran her hands along her breast. She asked, "Would you mind if Jon saw me this way?" At first, I said "No.""Did you notice my hard nipples?""Yes...""They are hard because I am thinking of Jon." Lori took my hand and placed it next to her hairless pussy. "Tomorrow Jon would probably have his hand there, do you I mind?""No," I felt that she was almost dripping wet. In the next few seconds we were hard at it. She had several orgasms. When we went out for dinner later, I stopped at a 7 11 and picked up a 3 pack of condoms and gave it to Lori. I hoped that this showed my commitment to what I wanted her to do.The next day, Lori got up and walked me to the car. "I decided to do it," she said. "This is your last chance to back out." "I want this very much," I replied. She kissed me goodbye and told me that I should call before I come back into the room. I agreed. "I'll be back by 3 or 3:30."Needless to say, I had a hard time concentrating on the lecture. I hardly ate any lunch, my stomach was in knots. My cock was raging hard as I drove to the motel. I pulled into the parking lot and gave her cell phone a call. She answered, out of breath."Do you have a present for me?" "Come up and find out," she teased. My heart was pounding as I slid the key into the room lock and opened the door. The lights were on and I walked past the bathroom. I saw Lori lying in the bed. She was smoking a cigarette. Her hair was a mess and only had a sheet over her."Has he been here?" "Why don't you check for yourself?" I walked over to the side of the bed, my throat closed up and my stomach turned over. I pulled the sheets back and dropped to my knees. "Spread," I demanded. She did and I could see her cream had run down the crack of her ass. I spread her labia to see a pool of a whitish liquid in the base of her opening. Lori said, "Go ahead, that is Jon's semen in your wife's pussy. You said that you not only wanted to have another man's cock inside your wife, but to let him put his cum... semen... sperm... baby batter, into her most private of places. Is it what you thought it would look like" Are you feeling what you wanted to feel, I did everything you asked of me, didn't I?" I stared down at my lovely wife's pussy, now violated by another man's seed. I lowered my mouth on to her opening and dipped my tongue into the pool. I began to lap up all I could get to, as I did Lori just laid there smoking her cigarette and guiding me with her free hand. The thought of my tongue being in the same place as Jon's cock had been was intoxicating, let alone actually eating his semen. Lori put her cigarette out and told me to lie on the bed. She straddled over my mouth and squeezed her pussy muscles and his seed, now the color of the white stuff in a raw egg slid out and into my mouth. As I devoured his seed, Lori began."After setting up the video camera I went out to the pool. Around 2pm, Jon came by and came and sat down with me. I began flirting again with him. He asked how long I had been out at the pool. I told him since 12:30. He said that I was probably thirsty and would I like a beer."I told him yes, but pool rules said no alcohol allowed. He suggested that I join him in his room for a quick beer. I said that would be nice, but I would feel more comfortable in our room. He asked what room was I in and he said he would meet me there with the beer.I told him room 312. I went back to the room and turned on the recorder. I went into my make up bag and took out the condoms. I thought for a minute and decided to risk an accident and give you what you really wanted. "Are you happy that I let him cum inside of me?" I nodded and continued to suck and lick all of his cum I could get out. Lori continued, "He knocked at the door and I let him in. I had not put on my wrap or even a pair of shorts. We sat down in the chairs and talked some. I told him that his girlfriend must be a very lucky girl to have such a handsome man. He told me that my husband was the lucky one. We chatted for a while, I finished my beer and walked on over to the bed and sat down on the end."I told Jon to come on over. He walked over and stood next to me. I looked up and began to undo his belt, then his zipper. His cock was already hard as I pulled it from his jeans. I asked him if this was ok with him. He said fine with him. I took a glance over at the camera and then I put his cock head into my mouth. It tasted fantastic. "I slowly worked my tongue around his head and down the shaft. I then began to move his cock in and out of my lips and to gently suck on it. As I did, Jon reached down and undid my bikini top, this exposed my breasts. My nipples were already hard and now they were aching for some attention. "Jon moved his hands and began to feel my breasts and spent some time on each nipple. Jon then had me stand up and he sat down. I helped him off with his shoes and his pants. I stood up and he grabbed both sides of my bikini bottoms and pulled the strings so it would fall off.Jon said that he liked a shaved pussy, it is better to eat one that way. He ran a finger along the outside of my opening, I swear I almost came then and there. Jon slipped in a finger into my soaked love box. Jon stood up and placed me on the bed. He went down on me and licked and sucked my pussy. He said that he had never tasted a pussy as fine as mine. Jon brought me to several orgasms.""Did you know a man could do that?" I shook my head no. Lori began to grind her pussy against my mouth as she spoke. My cock was screaming for release, she continued on with the story."Jon got up and picked my legs up at my knees. I knew this was the moment of truth. He scooted me down to him. He asked if I wanted him to wear a rubber. I told him no. He asked if I was on the pill. I told him yes and to go ahead. He crawled on top of me. I wrapped my legs around him and He took his hand and guided his cock into me. It went in so easy."My cunt was stretched as his head then his shaft entered me. Jon took me in slow strokes and then increased his pace. I dug my nails into his back as I reached another orgasm. Jon had me get on my hands and knees."He re-entered me and grabbed my hips and fucked me hard. I screamed out another loud orgasm. I collapsed. Jon put her ankles on his shoulders and took her deeply. He thrust into to me deep and hard, bringing me to another orgasm. Jon's thrusts became more difficult as he approached his orgasm. Finally, he moaned and grunted and I could feel his seed being shot deep into my hungry pussy. It was warm and it bathed me inside. "His cock kept shooting spurt after spurt into me, I did not think he would ever stop cumming. Baby, do you realize that in that position, his cock was aimed at my cervix" His seed was splashing and coating the opening to my womb?" My stomach again got tied in a knot, knowing that his baby batter was hard at work to find her elusive egg if possible.Lori continues, "After He came, we both collapsed on the bed for a few minutes. Just as we were untangling, the phone rang and it was you. Jon jumped up and threw on his clothes and left. I reached over and got a cigarette and you entered the room."Lori got off of me and lay on the bed. "You want more of this fantastic pussy" she asked.I nodded and mounted her. My cock slipped into to her loose pussy that was still slick with semen, I was unable to reach. I fucked her to a quick nut for me. We watched the tape, I got hard again. We fucked 4 times that night watching the tape. This was the perfect fantasy but for a quick scare. Lori was late on her next period. She finally had one, but we decided that to be safe, she needed to always use a condom with strangers.END |
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good.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/good.txt | Mark pulled in the driveway after a long day at the office. He had ducked out of work an hour early since it was Friday to avoid getting pulled into a conversation with his boss. When he opened the door to his house, he carried in a basket full of daisies and a bottle of wine he had bought to surprise his wife, Rachael. He set the flowers and wine down on the table and went upstairs in search of his wife. As he climbed the stairs, he heard the shower running."She'll be surprised to see me," he thought to himself, but as he neared the master bathroom, he heard Rachael moaning. He opened the door, only to find Rachael bent at the waist with her hands on the shower walls and a man standing behind her with his cock slamming in her pussy!He stood there in front of the glass shower door dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do! Neither one of them had heard him enter the bathroom, but when Rachael opened her eyes she saw him standing there with his jaw dropped. "MARK!!" she shrieked. The man didn't even turn to look at Mark, but just kept on pumping his wife in front of him. Rachael tried to stand up straight, but the man just held her head down until he finally pulled up balls deep in her cunt and filled her with his sperm.The man screwing Rachael was a guy she had just met at the grocery store. His name was Blake Meyer."Sorry, man, you just weren't doing it for her. She called me, so if you're going to be upset, be upset with her. But honestly, you should have seen this coming." Blake, said.Mark was furious but didn't know what to do. Blake walked out of the shower right past Mark. He put his pants on, gathered his clothes, and headed for the door. On his way out, he yelled, "THANKS FOR THE FUCK RACH!"Rachael stood their looking at her husband. His face began to turn red. "Mark," she began."Stop. Just... stop." Rachael walked toward her husband, cum running down her leg. "What are you going to do, divorce me?" she asked.At that moment, Mark filled up with rage. He had just walked in on his wife screwing around, was humiliated and disrespected by the guy fucking her, and she didn't even seem to care."Worse," he replied to her question. With that, he swung and hit Rachael full force in the jaw."MARK!! MARK STOP!" she screamed, but with no avail. Mark grabbed her by her ankles and began to drag her out of the bathroom, out of the bedroom, down the hall, down the stairs and into the garage. Rachael was kicking and screaming the whole time, flailing her arms in desperation.Once in the garage Mark found some rope. He tied her ankles and hands together. "You like fucking random guys, huh? Well now you're going to get to fuck more than you can handle!" He shoved her bound, naked body into the back of his car and began to drive. Thoughts began to flood his mind. Was he sure he wanted to do this? This was the woman he loved! But those thoughts were soon dismissed by the picture in his mind of her fucking Blake and the rage that came along with it. He drove to a road Rachael had never been on. It was a dirt and gravel road that seemed to go on for miles. Mark knew exactly where he was going. He knew that there was a biker's bar about 7 miles down this road.He stopped about a mile before the bar at a telephone pole on the side of the road and dragged Rachael out of the car. He retied the ropes that were binding her hands and feet together so that she was bound around the pole with her arms and legs behind her. Rachael cried out again "MARK! Don't do this! PLEASE!!" Mark just ignored her cries. He went back to his car and found a permanent marker. He wrote in large letters just above her breasts "FREE FUCK". He then found a piece of cardboard lying on the side of the road. He wrote a message on cardboard that read:"Do what you want with me. I'm a slut and all I want is sex. You have my full permission to do whatever you can think of. The only thing I want in return is your signature on me. Use the pen here to sign your name. Enjoy my pussy..."Mark pinned the cardboard above her head on the pole. Rachael cried out "HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE..." "It won't do any good. No one can hear you from here. The only people that are passing by here are bikers and they only are going to be interested in giving you one thing: cock. They don't care if you eat or drink. They'll just make sure your pussy stays filled with cum and then leave. You got yourself into this, I hope you can get yourself out."He then took his tie off and tied it tightly around her mouth and drove off.Rachael was left stranded. What was she going to do? What could she do? She was terrified. How could Mark do this to her?! Didn't he love her?! It was then that she realized she had done the same thing to him by fucking Blake. Sweat began to run down her forehead. Suddenly, Rachael heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching. "SHIT!" she thought. The bike went flying past her sending dirt and rocks to her face. The biker quickly stopped and spun around."Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he said as he approached her. "A free fuck? I certainly can't turn that down!" He walked up close to Rachael. The rock that his bike had sent flying to her face had drawn blood from her cheek. The biker looked at the girl tied up before him and saw the dried cum from Blake on her leg. "Looks like someone already got their free fuck. Now it's time for mine!" He struck her hard in the face, drawing more blood. Rachael winced in pain. The biker took off his jeans and boxers to reveal a thick 9 inch dick. The biker spit on his hand and rubbed it all over Rachael's pussy. Then, with no mercy at all, rammed his hard prick deep inside her. Rachael cried through the tie around her mouth as tears ran down her face. She knew this man wouldn't be the last one to take advantage of her tied up like this.All Rachael could do was watch as his cock slide in and out of her cunt. She was so scared that she couldn't find any pleasure in the sex. He was ravaging her, and there was nothing she could do about it.The man continued to fuck her hard for over 15 minutes, causing pain in Rachael's cunt with each stroke. Finally, he pushed deep into her and let his load go. He stuck his tongue out and licked the side of her face. "Thanks for the free fuck, slut! I'm going to go tell the whole bar about you. I'm sure they'll all want a turn!" With that, he picked up the marker laying on the ground and signed her left tit. He then struck her hard in the face again, drawing more blood. That pushed Rachael over the edge. She passed out from the combination of the fear, pain, loss of blood, and heat. While she was passed out, another biker passed her and saw her all tied up. He too stopped, fucked her cum soaked pussy, and signed his name on her right tit.When Rachael woke up, she was still tied to the pole. Her cunt was more sore than it was on her honeymoon. A bird had landed on her shoulder and was pecking at the blood on her face. She shook her head and it flew away.She looked down and saw that her entire chest and stomach had been signed with what had to be over 50 names. She saw one that she recognized... "BLAKE MEYER... Thanks for the free fuck!" Blake had been by and fucked her again! She saw a mixture of cum and blood on the ground, and felt cum leaking out of her ass and pussy and running down her face. Her face hurt worse than her cunt from the abuse.Just as she started to cry, she heard another motorcycle approaching. As he got off his bike and walked to her, Rachael started crying again. She leaned her head back against the pole ready to endure the pain. The man approached her and gently wiped her tears away. He untied the tie from around her mouth."Please... Please..." was all that Rachael could find the strength to say through her crying."Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you." the man replied.He untied her from the pole and removed his top shirt. He wiped the blood and semen from her face and body, took his jacket off and put it over her shoulders. He put her on the back of his motorcycle and drove her back to his house."Are you ok?" he asked."What do you want with me?""Nothing. I'm just trying to help you. Stay here and I'll get you some of my wife's clothes. She's about your size."The man went into his room around the corner and returned with under garments, a skirt and a tee shirt."You can have these.""Why are you being so nice to me? Won't your wife mind if I take her clothes?""My wife died last month in a car wreck." Rachael began to put the clothes on."What's your name?" asked the man."Rachael. Yours?""Benny. Come on Rachael, I'm going to take you to a hospital."They got back on Benny's bike and rode to the hospital. There, Benny made sure she got checked in properly and gave the lady his address. Rachael heard him say "Send the bill to my address. Call me if you have any problems.""Rachael, is there someone I can call for you?""The only person would be my husband, Mark, but he's the one that tied me up. I don't know what to do.""Just let the doctors take care of you here. Call me when you're ready to leave and I'll come get you. In the meantime, I'd like to visit your husband. Can you give me his address?"Rachael told Benny where Mark lived.When Benny arrived at Mark's house, he rang the doorbell and Mark came to the door."Hi, I'm looking for Rachael, is she here?" asked Benny."No. Who are you?""Do you know where I can find her?""I don't know where she is and I don't expect her back for quite some time. Who are you?""Are you sure she's not tied up on the side of a road being offered as a sex toy?""Just what the fuck do you want?""I want you to know that I took your wife to the hospital and that I'll be taking care of her from now on. You asked who I am? I'm a policeman and you're under arrest. I have Rachael's testimony on tape, so I have a feeling you'll be going to jail for a while."With that, Benny handcuffed Mark and took him to the local jail. When Benny got back to the hospital, Rachael seemed to be doing much better. Benny told her that she could stay with him until she got back on her feet and Rachael agreed.Within a few months, Benny and Rachael began to fall in love and ended up getting Mark to sign the divorce papers so they could get married.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 46 |
myfathers.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/myfathers.txt | My Father's Best Friend(Daughter's Point of View)My name is Jenn and I am a 14 year old blond haired girl with a slim petite figure with small but growing breasts, if you looked at me you would probably say I am the typical All-American cheerleader type however the truth is I never had the typical life most young girls had while growing up. My mother died when I was only five years old from a prescription drug complication, I only have very vague memories of her. That left only my father to raise me from a young age.I can only imagine how hard that must have been for him for starters he is just your average blue collar guy working at a local factory. As I grew older he had know clue about any of the typical womanly stuff so I had to learn many things from my friends. My father did have a steady girlfriend at one point around the time I was going through puberty at age 12 and she helped me and was supportive. For a very brief time she was almost like the mother I never had however she did not stay long, the long shift hours my father put in at the factory was too much for her.So you can see that I never had the fairy tale life that so many of my friends seem to have had. There wasn't much of a home life, when my father came home from work he usually just planted himself in front of the TV and watched baseball, football, hockey and any other sport that was of interest. Quite often his best friend Rick would stay over the night and they would drink a few beers, watch sports, and pass out on the couch and then go back to work together the next day.That often left me having to make dinner and cleaning up around the house myself. We lived in small one story house, it was nothing special but at least I had my own room, even if the rest of the place was a dump my room was at least the way I liked it. I think my father started to give up on life to a certain extent he used to help clean stuff up and cook meals but now he didn't care as much any more. Only cared about watching sports on TV and drinking with his best friend Rick.Quite often I would get home from school and have to start cleaning up the mess my father and Rick made the night before. Many times I would end up forgetting to change out of my school uniform and would end up cleaning their mess well into the evening because I was disgusted by it, I think I caught Rick staring at me a few times.Despite their annoying tendencies I still did love my father and Rick was around so often he was almost like an Uncle to me. They were fun to be around some times, as much as they disgusted me by being such pigs for some reason I couldn't help but laugh to myself when I see these two old middle aged men, who were both overweight laying around in their boxers yelling or cheering at the TV, it was at times quite funny.I sometimes spent time with them watching the sports on the TV. Then one Friday night everything began to change for me. It was another typical night only since it was Friday they could drink as much as they wanted and stay up as long as they wanted. I had been doing homework earlier in the evening to get it out of the way for the weekend and had just finished up and thought I would join them.It was just after 11pm and it was quieter out there so I went to check on them. My father had passed out on his chair and Rick was still awake sitting on his chair. Rick asked me if I would join him since his TV buddy had passed out. I smiled and sat carefully into his lap as I still had my school uniform on.Maybe I was too big to sit in his lap now but as a little kid growing up I had always sat in his lap watching TV so tonight seemed no different although I did realize it had been a long, long time since I had last done so.Rick seemed to approve and put his arm around my belly and we were watching some sports news recaps. After about half an hour I shifted a bit and repositioned myself a bit on him. What I didn't realize was that my skirt had shifted up a bit and I had also shifted his boxer pants a bit by accident.I started to feel warmth touching my skin between my checks and crotch area. I didn't realize it at first but it was Rick's erect dick that had slid out of his boxers and was rubbing up and down against my bum and crotch under my school girl skirt. I caught him glancing over at my father a few times to see if he was still awake or not and when he thought he was safe he started to move my body a bit.He was pretending as if he was trying to get more comfortable but instead it was his dick that was getting more comfortable rubbing up and down against my panty covered pussy. I must admit I was starting to get wet myself down there, being only 14 years old I had never been touched sexually ever before and I kind of knew what he was doing was wrong but it was also new and exciting.I was a little shocked at what he was doing to me, he was basically molesting his best friend's daughter however instead of stopping him I just allowed him to continue until a minute or two later he groaned slightly and I felt warm liquid spray on to my panties and belly. I just stayed on him for a while and I suppose his erection retreated. I pretended like nothing happened and also didn't object when he put his other hand on my thigh near my pussy.Eventually I decided to go to sleep and gave him a kiss on the cheek before heading back to my room. Once within my room I stripped off my skirt and inspected myself. Sure enough Rick had ejaculated his sperm all over my lower region. My panties were soaked in sperm and there was sizable amount of his sperm rolling down my belly and rolling down my thigh.As I cleaned myself up a nasty thought came to my mind. Girls at school had often commented how guy's cum is supposed to taste really bad, some were speaking from experience others from what they had heard. I guess curiosity got the best of me so I took a finger full and tasted Rick's sperm. It definitely wasn't a pleasant taste however it also wasn't as horrible as I had thought.I replayed the incident over and over in my head that night. I realized that Rick now saw me in a sexual way, I had always considered him like an uncle but I suppose we aren't related and when he had me on his lap in my school girl uniform that was probably too much for him to handle. I wasn't upset about what happened, instead more curious about thing then anything else.***The next morning I awoke to find Rick making breakfast for everyone. He has never ever done this before so it was quite surprising. Even my father was asking him what the hell he was doing. He just replied that he was in a great mood this morning out of the sudden and wanted surprise us with some eggs and bacon.I guess the accidental rubdown incident last night had given him a burst of energy. Of course it was obvious my father didn't know what happened and he wasn't going to complain if someone else was going to cook us a meal.Rick and my father later went out for the day to the local auto wrecker, they were looking for parts to try and fix up Rick's car so I didn't see them for the rest the day.Later that evening while taking a shower I heard a knock on the bathroom door, looks like they had returned and Rick was hollering cause he needed to use the toilet. I guess I had forgotten to lock the door because the next thing I knew he opened it and was walking in.At first I was scared, I didn't want him seeing me naked but then again he couldn't really see much as the shower had tempered frosted glass so all he could see was the shadowy outline of me.Now that Rick was inside the bathroom with me I could hear him better he was saying, "Sorry Jen for barging in on you like this but I had to take a wicked piss." I wasn't sure whether to laugh or be disgusted. After he was done taking a leak he commented to me, "I hope you'll come watch TV again with me tonight, I enjoyed your company yesterday." I said nothing and he left.After my shower I put pink nighty which was silky and smooth, it was a little longer then most of those sexy ones that just barely cover your ass and it was a little more modest so it was ok to wear it around the house with out my father bitching at me. I retreated to my room for most of the night, just chatting on the internet and listening to my music.Around midnight I headed into the kitchen to get a drink of milk and a midnight snack. When I entered the living room it looked like my dad had once again passed out a little early.Rick smiled when he saw me and I climbed into his lap without him asking. Just as I was getting comfortable sitting on his lap and making sure my nighty didn't ride up too high I suddenly realized that I wasn't wearing any panties under it, after the shower I had just thrown it on and didn't bother, now here I was almost half naked sitting on this old man's lap.I was very sub-conscious of it now so I had crossed my legs while sitting on him. Just like last time Rick put one of his hands on my thigh about half way. We were watching TV for a while, nothing much on, it was too late for any sports to be on and there was just crappy shows through out the channels at this hour. At one point my father started making some noises and woke up.He was disoriented for a moment but saw both of us sitting together watching TV. He looked at us kind of funny since I was wearing a loose nighty and he also hadn't seen me sitting on Rick's lap for a long time. Rick said we were going to stay up a little longer to watch TV if he didn't mind me staying up late. My father said it was ok because it was the weekend and just not too make too much noise when eventually we did go to sleep. My father said he was too tired and drunk so he was going to bed.Once my father left for his bedroom Rick's hand immediately started to go higher up my thigh so much so that my nighty was starting to bunch up. I was very scared but excited, he may have been an older fat man but I had never been touched this way before and even though I didn't know where any of this was headed I didn't want it to stop so I relaxed a little and opened my legs a bit.Rick obviously took that as an invitation and his hand moved to the inside of my thigh until he was finally at my most private of areas, he cupped my pussy and held his hand there for a few moments. For the first time ever a guy was touching my vagina my most private of areas. Seeing that I wasn't objecting Rick began to rub my clit and with in no time I was getting very wet. I could then feel one of his fingers begin to enter me, I was wet enough so it slid in easily and he began to slowly finger my pussy.Being only 14 years old I was still new to masturbation, I had only fingered myself once or twice to get off but somehow it didn't compare to when someone was doing it to you, this felt way better. Rick fingered me for what must have been 20 minutes even managing to stick two fingers into my tight little pussy until finally I went over the edge and orgasmed. I moaned loud and Rick seemed very happy that I was able to get off.I guess I could have walked away then and called it a night, we were now both even after the previous night however still on a high from my orgasm I felt brave and instead I turned around on him and straddled him looking straight into his eyes. I was very nervous and scared but what I did next even surprised me. I started to rub his boxer shorts where I could tell he already had a very hard erection.As I was rubbing his boxers Rick moved his hand down and freed his cock for me to see. The previous night I wasn't able to get a good look at but now I could see it in plain sight, this was the first time I had actually seen a guys dick other then accidentally seeing my father's once or twice when he was getting out of the shower.Rick's dick wasn't huge, I suppose it was about average length of about 6 inches but it was very thick. I had seen enough porn on the internet to know that width of his cock was bigger then most guys. I slowly grabbed his cock with on hand and began jack him off.Meanwhile Rick was not about to waste this opportunity, his hands flowed up my nighty feeling up my body and making his way to my small breasts. My breasts were only 34B at the time but Rick was definitely into them. When he reached for my breasts he cupped them in his hands and lightly massaged them as I continued to jack him off. He wanted to pull off my nighty but I wouldn't let him.As he was getting close to cumming he pulled me closer to him so that my pussy was rubbing up against his balls, suddenly he moved my hand and groaned as he ejaculated aiming toward my virgin pussy. He squirted 3-4 times drenching my light public hair and pussy lips. He then rubbed his dick on my clit for a moment.Suddenly we heard a noise my father had gotten up, I quickly swung around and crossed my legs, Rick also hid his softening cock just in time before my father walked into the room. We were nearly caught, my father murmured something about getting a glass of water and said I should be getting to sleep now.So I got up quickly still with Rick's cum between my legs and slowly started to walk toward my bedroom trying to make sure he didn't notice anything. I gave my father quick kiss on the check goodnight and went to my room. I could hear my father asking Rick what was the final score to a game they had been watching earlier so I guess we were in the clear.***Over the next few weeks things progressed further between us. Rick began eating me out until I orgasmed and I gave my very first blowjob to him. I was very nervous, I had no idea what the hell I was doing but he seemed to like it a lot. I guess what isn't to like, its not often that a 14 year old would suck a guy's dick that is old enough to be her father.Through this time I was worried that my dad was maybe perhaps getting suspicious that something might be going on, after all they were best friends and I didn't want to ruin that for them. Rick was now coming over and staying almost every night at our place, before hand he used to come over maybe 3-4 nights a week but now he was always here. My father didn't seem to care though, he was just happy to have someone to drink and watch sports with, beats drinking alone.I resisted giving my virginity to Rick for the longest time, Rick was eager to have sex but he wasn't about to push it. Being a fat old man he was just happy to be getting blow jobs from a 14 year old young girl.Occasionally once in a while I would give Rick a blowjob in the shower before he went to work, on most days my father would sleep into the last possible moment so it was usually safe early in the morning to be fooling around in the shower. However on this particular morning while I was on my knees in the shower giving Rick a good sucking my father burst into the bathroom.Rick and I both froze in shock however just like Rick had done before my father just apologized for barging in but he had to take a bad piss. As he was taking a piss my father started to talk to Rick saying that it was my birthday coming up and that maybe we should take her out for a nice dinner since I was getting older and more mature. He suggested to Rick that maybe he should get her a present. He went on to say he was happy that I was spending more time with both of them instead of bitching at them and spending all the time in her room.During this time I was staying as low as I could in the shower to avoid detection. I guess my father never looked directly at the shower, after all why would he want to see Rick in there anyways. My father left and I finished the blowjob, it didn't take long after that Rick blew his entire load in my mouth and I swallowed it.After we got out of the shower and I snuck back into my room I could over hear my father and Rick talking. Rick was asking if it was alright if he bought her a fancy dress for her birthday, that way she could wear it for her birthday but then she could also wear it for a school dance or other occasions later. My father sounded a little hesitant about the idea, I don't think he liked the idea of him watching me try on different clothes but ultimately agreed and said it was ok.Later that week in the evening Rick took me to the mall, we went to a variety of stores but ultimately ended up in a trendy shop that had several sexy and classy dresses. I tried several on, some revealed more then others. I eventually settled on one that was sexy but also classy and didn't reveal too much, after all I was only turning 15 years old and I didn't want my father to have a heart attack once he saw it.***My birthday fell on a Saturday so reservations were made at an expensive Italian restaurant for that evening. In all the years growing up my father had never taken me out to any where this nice but since he was splitting the bill with Rick I guess it wasn't as bad.I could tell both my father and Rick were mesmerized when I finally stepped out of the bathroom fully dressed. Both saw an extremely sexy woman in front of them. I think it was then my father fully realized how grown up I had become, I wasn't a little girl any more.At the restaurant we had excellent food and drinks. Rick volunteered to be the designated driver. My father didn't want to be the only one drinking so he allowed me to have a glass of wine since I was getting older now but still being underage he had to order it for me. I don't think my dad noticed but Rick kept the drinks coming for my father and by the end of the dinner he was pretty drunk, Rick was also keeping the drinks coming for myself as well. I don't think my father even noticed but I ended up having 3 glasses of wine and having such a small petite body the alcohol definitely had a big effect on me as well, I was drunk!The car ride home was a bit of a blur, all I remember was my father sprawled out in the back seats and I was riding up front with Rick. Rick had has one hand between my legs the entire ride home cupping my pussy and making me wet.When we got back home inside Rick helped my father stumble over to his bedroom and closed the door on him once he passed out on the bed. He then turned his attention to me pinning me against the hallway wall and kissing me and feeling me up. I was way too drunk and horny to stop him, I knew exactly what he wanted and I knew I was going to end up giving it to him.He led me into my bedroom and then slowly undressed me, unzipping the back of my dress and moving the straps my sexy dress fell to the floor and I was naked in front of him. He leaned me back into my bed and started to undress himself. As I watched him strip I realized I was about to lose my virginity to my father's best friend, a man that was as old as my father and just as out of shape. I didn't care though, my mind was racing this was all to exciting for me, I was drunk and on a good high.Rick kneeled down beside the bed and repositioned me, he was going to eat me out first. After only a few minutes he quickly realized I was already very wet so he carefully got on to the small bed with me. He spread my legs and lined up his erect fat cock at my inviting entrance. Before he pushed in he whispered in my ear, "Here is your real birthday present, I love you Jen, I will go slow."Rick rubbed his cock up and down my slit for a moment until he found my entrance and he began to push in. I wondered if I would be able to fit his fat cock into my tight small pussy. At first he was only able to get about an inch in, despite being very wet I was still very tight and his cock was very wide. He was true to his word though, he went slow and eventually eased in more of his dick into me with out hurting me.When he reached my hymen he whispered again in my ear that this will hurt for a few minutes, I nodded approval and this time he withdrew a little bit and thrust in hard. His cock ripped through my virginity sinking completely in down to the hilt, I could feel his hairy balls resting against my ass. The pain was intense for several seconds but as Rick waited for me to adjust still impaled fully in me and the pain began to subside about a minute later then he began to thrust in and out again.Within a few minutes the pain was completely gone and I was feeling great pleasure, Rick was thrusting in and out of me at a good pace and I loved the feeling so much that I realized I was moaning fairly loud. As I looked down at his thick cock thrusting in and out of my pussy and it dawned on me that yea I was actually being fucked, this wasn't a dream, I was being fucked and I was a real woman now.Despite having a sexy virgin teen below him Rick amazingly was able to keep going and going for a long time . I found myself instinctively wrapping my legs around him as we continued to fuck. He kept fucking me in the missionary position for well over an hour, at some point I sensed he was speeding up and he was getting ready to cum. I also was very close to cumming, finally when he was pounding me hard I came hard with a loud moan and that must have set him over the edge as well, Rick groaned loud and threw his head back as he ejaculated into my former virgin pussy. I felt his warm cum fill me as he held himself in me until he was drained then collapsing on the bed beside me.At that point we were both drained, it was after 2am in the morning and we both just fell asleep naked together on my bed. If my dad had walked past right then what a scene that would have been Rick's clothes scattered all over the floor and both of us naked on my small bed together with his lovely daughter leaking semen out of her.Sometime in the middle of the night, I think it was close to 5am I felt Rick nudging me awake. He wanted to fuck again, this time he wanted me to get on top. I was hesitant, I really didn't know what I was doing after all I had just had sex for the first time a few hours ago but Rick was insistent and pulled me on top of him.I took his hardening cock into my hand and bent down to give him a few sucks to get him harder. When his cock was hard enough I lined myself up with him and slowly started to lower myself on to his cock. Rick's cum from before kept me well lubricated and I was able to sink down on top of him with ease.At first I wasn't sure how to bounce up and down on him but I quickly figured it out and started to ride him as if I was a pro. Meanwhile Rick was fondling my boobs and grabbing my ass as I rode him hard and held on to his hairy chest. After several minutes of fucking we were getting pretty loud again, I was moaning loud, the bed was shaking and creaking against the wall loudly and Rick was slapping my ass from time to time as I rode his cock.It turns out that we were so loud that we both didn't even hear my father get up and walk up to the room. As I was bouncing up and down on Rick's cock moaning my eye caught the mirror in the room and I saw my father at the door watching. I slowed down for a second and started to turn but when I did he was no longer there, I wasn't sure if it was actually my father or if my mind was playing tricks on me so I continued to fuck Rick anyways.A moment later Rick pulled me off saying he wanted to do me doggy style, I grabbed a hold of the bed frame as he entered me from behind. Again we were making loud noises as his hairy belly smacked into my ass in every thrust, I wasn't sure but I thought I heard the toilet flush. I looked again in the mirror and saw my father watching us fuck.He must have got up to take a piss and heard all the noise. I watched as he stayed at the door until Rick ejaculated in me again for the second time tonight, then he slipped back into his own room.Once Rick was done this time he decided to make his exit, I wasn't sure if I should tell him or not that I thought I saw my father see us. I decided not to say anything and let him retreat to the couch.***The next morning nothing much was said, I was cooking breakfast for both my father and Rick. Both were a little more quite than usual, all my father said to me was that he hoped I enjoyed my birthday yesterday. I thanked him and gave him a hug. Even after Rick left later that day to go back to his own place my father never mentioned anything about that night. I began to wonder if he really did see anything or if I was just being paranoid and just imagined it.The answer to that question would come over the next few weeks. During this time Rick would continue come over as usual and after my father would go to sleep or pass out we would continue to explore ourselves sexually. Several times though just like the first night we got careless and would end up leaving the bedroom door open or making too much noise and in the worse cases after fucking in the middle of the night Rick on a few occasions would fall asleep with me in my bed and not get out of bed in time for the morning.On the first two of these occasions Rick rushed out of my bed in the morning half naked only to find that my father was already awake and in the kitchen and the third time Rick slept in so late that my father was standing at my bedroom door yelling at Rick not because he was with me but to hurry up or he was going to be late for work, it was obvious that we were both naked together under the sheets but Rick tried to make up some lame excuse anyways saying that the couch was bothering his back and that I was just letting him share the bed for the night. My father said nothing to that though and said nothing to me either.I knew after that time for sure 100% my father knew that his best friend was fucking his 15 year old daughter. I wondered what would happen after this morning if my father would finally bitch him out or not, I was sort of expecting that I wouldn't be seeing Rick around here any more.However sure enough though later that day both my father and Rick came in together after work. I didn't get a chance to talk to Rick until late that night but he basically he said that my father said nothing about it and that he was too scared to bring up the subject so he just left it alone.We both sort of took it that my father was ok with it or at the very least he didn't care and wasn't going to say anything so as a result over the next few months Rick and I slowly began to be more open with it and weren't as worried about hiding what we were doing. Rick sleeping with me in my bed every night became normal.We would no longer wait until my father went to sleep or passed out and would just go to my room regardless of the time. Also in the evening I started wearing skimpy loose clothing more often, Rick actually ended up buying me lots of lingerie. Much of it was revealing and would often just barely cover my butt, my father as a result got quite the eye full sometimes seeing my exposed pussy or tits.Several times I would also walk around the house half naked after we just had sex with Rick's cum dripping out my pussy down my legs, I remember once in particular I was only wearing a bra and nothing else and I came to sit down on the couch beside my father, Rick's cum was still oozing out of my pussy and I could see that my father was staring at it. I would also usually take showers in the morning with Rick and would usually give him a morning fuck or blowjob and would quite often step out of the shower naked together while my father was shaving. In essence I sort of basically became my father's best friend's girlfriend. It was so gradual that I didn't even notice but I started doing the typical girlfriend things for Rick, since he was over at our house so frequently I washed his clothes, cleaned up his mess willingly now and I would cook meals for him as well as my father and would bring both of them beers when ever Rick asked.On many occasions Rick would fondle my pussy or tits while watching TV with my father, my father would be not even 5 feet away and Rick would be pleasuring me. For the most part my father ignored it but once and a while I did catch him watching. One time I had thought my father had passed out so I started to give Rick a blowjob on the couch. My father however was just resting his eyes so about two minutes into my blowjob my father gets up and goes to the kitchen to grab a beer while I am still sucking Rick's cock. When he returned I was still sucking off Rick and my father just casually passed Rick a beer while I was sucking him off and then just watched TV again flipping channels while his young daughter was sucking off his best friend not even 5 feet away. Rick then exploded into my mouth and I swallowed all his cum right before my father.At some point I started to feel bad though for my father. I was his young daughter having constant sex with his best friend practically right in front of him all the time. For whatever reason my father was being tolerant and overlooking this sexual relationship we were having and we were greatly abusing his discretion. A few times we snuck into my father's bedroom which had a much larger bed and fucked there while my father was watching TV. A few of those times my father couldn't even come to bed as we had fell asleep in his bed naked and even the times we had moved we ended up leaving the sheets stained with Rick's cum.This wasn't fair to my father and I think Rick and I both knew it. My father's birthday was coming up and Rick suggested that maybe I should fuck my father or give him a birthday blowjob. At fist I was disgusted by the suggestion, that was my father after all and I didn't want to commit incest however the more I thought about it the more it made sense to me in some twisted way.After all my father and Rick were both similar guys, about the same age and both similar build. I could only imagine what my father was thinking this whole time, seeing a similar old man, his friend of all people being able to fuck a young tight teenager, he must have wished he could do the same but he wasn't about to do it with his own daughter he probably didn't want to commit incest either.So as a result I decided I would make the move instead. His birthday fell through the week so as a result none of us planned anything big, in the evening Rick didn't come over on purpose so that it would just be my father and me alone together. After I took a shower I slipped into a sexy black little nighty, it revealed almost everything and I wore nothing under neigh.My father was watching TV as usual in his boxer shorts, I nervously entered the room and approached him. I could see him eyeing me up and down, I then slowly crawled on to his chair and straddled him. He was caught a little off guard and put his beer down before he spilled it.He looked nervous as well and was afraid to touch me so I took his hands and guided them to my body. I then started to rub my pussy on his crotch and leaned forward kissing him gently on the lips. I whispered in his ear, "happy birthday dad." By now my father was no longer as scared and was feeling up my butt and cupping my small tits.Due to the forbidden nature of what we were doing I was very wet already and ready to fuck, my semi-lap dance on my father had produced a hard erection which I pulled out. His cock was a bit longer then Rick's and just as wide. As I lined up his cock to the entrance of my small pussy he asked if I was sure I wanted to do this.I did not answer him, I just pushed down and impaled myself on his cock instead. For the next 20 minutes I slowly fucked my own father on the chair straddling him. Eventually it proved to be too much for him and he shot off his load of cum deep inside me.I led my father to his bedroom after that and sucked him off getting him hard again. We fucked 3 times that night. It was definitely a good birthday for my father. I must have been the first pussy he has had in years, I think that was one of the main reasons as well why he didn't reject my advance on him especially after all the stuff he had seen Rick do with me.***After that night things were interesting to say the least. In addition to fucking Rick I would now occasionally fuck my father every once in a while. However I still remained mainly Rick's girl, so much so that Rick eventually moved in with us staying in my room since he was over here so much there was no point in him keeping an apartment elsewhere. My father would never initiate anything though, he was too passive. I would have to make the move. A few times when both of them were drunk they even fucked me at the same time, Rick would fuck me in the pussy and I would suck off my father and then they would switch.After one of these times I think my father became to embarrassed or ashamed with himself for what he was doing and as a result never wanted to have sex with me again by this time I was already almost 16 years old and didn't really mind and respected his wishes.Through out this entire time I still went to school and did well even with reduced study time with all the sex I was now having. Many boys would ask me out but I never went out with any of them. I think eventually many of the guys at my school assumed I was a lesbian or something.Through my teen years Rick was solely my main man however once I got closer to 17 years old things got a little wild and kinky. Rick would occasionally bring over some of his other friends from work. They would liquor me up and end up taking turns fucking me. All of these guys were also middle aged men, some fat, some bald and some were married with daughters the same age as me.My father hated all these people from work coming over to fuck his daughter. Even if it was only once and a while it was too much and he was becoming a laughing joke at work, he was mad but as usual his passive ways prevented him from doing anything about it.I think the most embarrassing moment for him was when Rick invited their boss over. He was a 70 year old man and definitely the oldest of the men I fucked. Despite his old age and gross old man appearance he actually did have a long hard cock still and was able to give me a good fuck, I could tell he really enjoyed cumming deep inside me. There was no surprise later when my father got a large Christmas bonus.***Through this entire time since the very first time I fucked Rick I had never used any type of protection, wasn't on the pill and nobody ever used a condom. Somehow I was really lucky and never got pregnant no matter how much sex I was having. Which is why I was surprised when I finally missed a period just after I had turned 18 years old. Sure enough I was pregnant, I knew for sure it was Rick's baby as I had only been fucking him at the time.Once my father found out I was pregnant he had somewhat mixed reactions. He wasn't happy about it even asking if I was going to keep it or not. When I told him that I was he seemed resigned to it, he told Rick that he had to marry me or else, that was the first time my father actually threatened Rick over this relationship of ours. Rick was more then happy to oblige and we basically just eloped with a simple service.At first it was weird for me too being officially married to Rick. When we were out everyone assumed that we were father and daughter and not husband and wife. At 18 years old I still have a very youthful teen look, I suppose many people thought I was still underage. I didn't care that much though, now that we were married Rick would take me out to more places in public without having to worry.After we were officially married my father offered us his bedroom saying that now that I was pregnant I should have more space. Rick and I moved into the master bedroom and my father moved into my old bedroom. It must have been very weird for my father after all his best friend impregnated and married his only daughter and now he was giving up his room for both of us.As I was pregnant things went on as usual, my father and Rick would watching sports and TV like usual and I had become sort of a house wife now only I was taking care of both of them not just my husband. Rick would still fuck me almost every night through the pregnancy up until I really started to show.After 9 months I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who I named Ariel. The baby proved to be too much for my father's small one floor house, the baby crying keep them wake for days and their work was suffering so eventually Rick decided to buy a larger house for us and we moved out not too long after leaving my father behind.After Rick and I moved out I felt kind of bad leaving my father alone, we both put him through a lot and he looked the other way for most of it when most normal guys might have killed Rick for what he was doing to their daughter. In the end my father lost his daughter and his best friend.Over the next few years Rick and I sort of drifted away and lost contact with my father. I was busy with the baby and our new house and Rick could no longer hang out with my father because he now had a young wife and child to be with. Rick would only see my father at work and that was about it.I later went on to have three more children, two were Rick's babies and one of them was fathered by Rick's and my father's boss, the now 72 year old man that I had fucked once before. It was basically a careless mistake when we were all getting kinky in a drunken threesome one night. As a result he got me pregnant by accident instead of Rick. Maybe that was a blessing in disguise because unknown to us he eventually left us a large lump sum of money when he died.I think my father still felt guilty for the way things turned out, allowing his only daughter to have a sexual relationship with his best friend at only 15 years old and for later on fucking his own daughter, I think he feels he failed me as a father.I do not regret how things turned out though, it all sort of happened accidentally and it was a safe environment to discover my sexuality as a teenage girl growing up. Like I mentioned in the beginning my life growing up was by no means normal so everything that happened over my teenage years did not really shock or surprise me. I never cared that Rick was old enough to be my father, he always treated me right and made me feel good and that was all that mattered to me. I think my father realized this too which is why I think he allowed it to continue. I hope that one day he will forgive himself and be part of my life again but in the mean time I have the love my life Rick my father's former best friend.The End***My Daughter with My Best Friend(Father's Point of View)Life was hard, that was for sure. There was a time in my life that I was happy and thought I had every thing I wanted. That all changed when my wife died from a drug complication. I was devastated by this and found it hard to move on but I had a young daughter Jenn that I had to take care of and that kept me going.After my wife died I dated for a while and was in a somewhat serious relationship for a while but unfortunately due to the long hours of my job she eventually left me. It was very unfortunate because my daughter Jenn had started to bond with her at an important age. I suppose Jenn was going through puberty at the time and she was helping her along as there was only things another woman could teach her but unfortunately she left us.Other then my daughter my best friend Rick was the only other person I spent any time with. Rick was middle aged man in his late 40's just like myself and unmarried. Most of the time he would come over to my place and we would just hang out and watch sports on TV. After the long shift work we both went through day in and day out in the evening we both just felt like vegetating and watching the TV with a beer.As Jenn grew older she started to get annoyed with both of us I think. She called us pigs and slobs and bitched at us to clean up the mess we made around the house, she was right of course but quite often it ended up being her who cleaned up after our sorry selves.Sometimes I would catch Rick looking at my daughter up and down who was quite often still dressed in her school girl uniform. It made me a little uneasy but I he was my best friend and I knew he wouldn't do anything to her.On many nights Rick and I would just pass out on our couch chairs while watching TV and usually I would wake up sometime later and retire to the bedroom. I remember on one night I had passed out and when I awoke I saw that Rick was still up watching TV and my daughter surprisingly was sitting on his lap wearing only flimsy nighty.I was a little suspicious of what was going on as my daughter had not sat on Rick's lap for a long time. When she was smaller she always used to sit on his lap or mine while watching TV but I thought she just grew out of it now that she was older but here she was sitting with him.Rick just said they were watching some TV still and asked if Jenn could stay up a little later, since it was a weekend night I didn't mind and allowed her to stay up. Even though my daughter was almost half naked on my best friend and he was almost half naked himself wearing only a t-shirt and boxers I didn't really think too much of it though. Rick had been like an uncle to Jenn so I trusted him with her and it seemed like it was innocent enough so I didn't really give it a second thought, I told them I was drunk and going to sleep and retired to my bedroom.About an hour later I woke up though and was thirsty so I got up to get a glass of water as I opened my door and started walking through the hallway I thought I heard some noises but when I got to the living room Rick and Jenn were still just watching TV. It was now after 1am so suggested Jenn go to sleep now, Jenn got up slowly and walked a little funny toward me and gave me a kiss on the cheek before going back to her room.I was almost suspecting something was going on but wasn't sure and I wasn't about to accuse my best friend of doing something to my daughter with no proof, instead I just asked him what the score was for the game I feel asleep during and went back to sleep.***Over the next few weeks I noticed that Rick started coming over to my place every day, usually he would stay over 3-4 nights a week but now it seemed like he was over here all the time now. I asked him about it one day and he told me he had been feeling depressed lately and just wanted some company. I told him not to worry and that he was always welcome at my place.Also during this time I noticed that my daughter was acting differently, she was no longer bitching at us all the time and was spending a lot more time with us watching TV with us. This was something she didn't do before, she instead spent most of the time in her room before so I was happy to have her spending time with us. That being said I was a little disappointed and even jealous that she was giving more attention to Rick. She would only sit on his lap in the evenings and not mine, maybe she was too embarrassed to sit on her father. She would also get up early in the morning with him, why they would get up so early is beyond me especially after both of them usually go to sleep long after I do, they both must have a higher energy level or something.On one morning I ended up waking up a little early on purpose, I wanted to talk with Rick in the morning before we headed to work about Jenn's upcoming 15th birthday, since she was getting older and becoming a young adult I wanted to treat her to a dinner at a nice restaurant, something we rarely ever did. I also wanted to reward her for being more friendly to both Rick and I instead of always bitching at us.On that morning I had to take a wicked piss, I saw that Rick was in the shower but I couldn't wait so I barged in. This wasn't really uncommon, we all have done this before as it is the only bathroom in the house and all of us are normally in a rush in the morning, thats partly why I think Rick and my daughter get up earlier as well so that they have more time to each use the bathroom without having to rush.As I took a piss standing at the toilet I talked to Frank mentioning my plan to take Jenn out for dinner for her birthday and suggested maybe he could get her a present as well. Frank seemed short on words so I said I would talk with him when he got out. As I was leaving the bathroom curiously I saw my daughter's underwear on the ground beside the shower however I didn't think much of it at the time, I just assumed she left it there from before.After Rick got out of the shower and dressed we were talking in the kitchen, he said he liked my idea and agreed we split the bill. As a present he asked me if he could perhaps buy her a dress for that evening since we were going somewhere fancy anyways, I was hesitant and not sure of his idea but he argued she could use this dress later for school dances or other important occasions.I guess he was right she didn't really have anything nice like that so I agreed to his idea and they later went to the mall to look for a dress. Again I was a little mad she chose Rick to go shopping with rather then me, I didn't like the idea that he would be seeing her try on different dresses but then again it wasn't like he was in the change room with her.Reservations were made for Saturday at a fancy Italian restaurant in town. I must say I think Rick was right about getting the dress, the moment my daughter Jenn stepped out of the bathroom in her new dress I think both Rick and I were stunned. We were looking at a beautiful woman, I realized she wasn't a little girl any more, she was becoming a woman now and she looked almost like her mother when I first met her.The dinner was great, we were all having a great time with good food and drinks. Rick however volunteered to be the designated driver so as a result I let my daughter have a glass of wine as a special birthday treat.As the night went on though I think maybe I had too much too drink, I think my daughter might of had a little too much wine as well but at that point I wasn't too sure, things were becoming a blur and Rick said we needed to head home.I don't remember much the car ride home, I just remember lying across the back seats of the car and passing out. At some point on the ride home we hit a pot hole and I was jolted awake for a moment, I thought for an instant that Rick had his hand between my daughter's legs but I was too drunk and it wasn't quite registering with me and I quickly fell asleep again.Somehow I ended up in my bedroom, I think Rick helped me to my bed were I simply passed out again were I fell on the bed still fully clothed. About half an hour later I partially woke up and realized I was now home and in my bed so I undressed so that I could get under the covers more comfortably. While I was undressing I thought I heard noises coming from the hallway, it sounded like a bed was banging around back and forth and I thought I heard a female moaning as well, my head was too dizzy and I was still drunk, I just assumed that Rick was watching a late night porno and thought nothing of it and again went to sleep.Later that night I was awakened by loud noise again. It was the same noises I had heard earlier, a bed rocking back and forth and loud moaning. I decided to get up to take a piss and check out what was going on Rick probably fell asleep with a porno DVD left on. As I was about to pass my daughter's room though I froze, those noises were not coming from the TV, they were coming from inside my daughter's room!It took me a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I quickly realized my daughter was having sex, she was naked bouncing up and down Rick's cock who was also butt naked. I could see my daughter's new dress and Rick's clothes scattered on the ground. I was shocked to say the least I wasn't sure what to do. I supposed most father's would probably pull them apart and beat the shit out of the guy but in this case the guy was my best friend and it looked like my daughter was very willingly having sex with him, this did not look like a scene of forced sex at all.I was conflicted and retreated to the bathroom for a moment to relieve myself. I couldn't believe my best friend would take advantage of my daughter like that but then it dawned on me, the whole reason for my daughter's sudden change of heart and attitude was because she was involved with Rick. All those times they were sitting together they were probably just waiting for me to go to sleep so they could fool around with each other, same with the mornings.I wondered how could I have been so blind and naive to all of this, how couldn't I have seen this happening sooner maybe I could have stopped it but now it was too late Rick my best friend had most likely taken my daughter's virginity and they were now involved sexually. She was only 15 years old but I told myself she was a woman now and old enough to make her own choices, as much as I didn't like this I was just going leave it be.As I passed her bedroom door again they were still having sex only they had switched positions, Rick had moved her into a doggy style position and he was plowing into her behind. I continued to watch as my best friend pounded my daughter's pussy. I wondered what she saw in him, here was an old middle aged hairy fat man, surely she couldn't find him that attractive yet here he was thrusting in and out of my only daughter and she was loving it. My daughter was moaning loudly and urging him on.Finally Rick started to speed up slamming into her very hard and then finally he thrust in one more time and it was quite clear by his loud groan that he was ejaculating his cum into my daughter. As he dismounted from her and rolled over I watched as a flood of sperm exited her young pussy, at that point I slipped away back to my own bedroom and went back to sleep.The next morning both Rick and Jenn were already up and Jenn was making breakfast for us. All three of us were mostly quiet however I did ask Jenn if she had a good time last night for her birthday, she thanked me for taking her out and give me a hug but other then that nothing else much was said about the previous night.***Over the next few weeks they started to get careless hiding their sexual relationship. Rick was spending every single night over at our place now even though he still had an apartment elsewhere that he was renting. I would constantly find Rick's clothes in my daughter's room.In the evenings I knew they fucked in her bed after I went to sleep. It got to the point that Rick was falling asleep in her bed the whole night and not getting out of there in time for the morning, I would walk by there a few times in the morning and see both of them naked in her bed quite often with the room still smelling of sex and cum leaking out of my daughter. So much for waking up early before me, they were staying up so late having sex it was now Rick that was the tardy one.Finally one day Frank was so late sleeping in that I came to my daughters bedroom door and yelled at Frank to hurry up or he was going to be late for work. They were shocked and caught off guard thinking they were busted, my daughter trying to cover her nakedness and Rick making up some lame excuse that they were just sharing the bed because the couch was hurting his back. I said nothing though and Rick dressed quick and we went to work without speaking a word about what he was doing.After that incident both of them seemed to take that I was ok with what they were doing as I had not said anything and they began to become much more open with their sexual escapades. Instead of waiting for me to go to sleep or pass out they would just go and fuck in her room, I remember once Rick and I were in the middle of watching a game when Jenn dressed in some sexy lingerie called him to join her for a "moment", Rick got up and said to me, "I'll be back in 30 minutes, just need to take care of something.." Less then 5 minutes later I could already hear moaning and fucking.Speaking of lingerie, Jenn started to wear less and less around the house and Rick was buying her all types of sexy clothing, stuff that she really have been wearing until she was older, even her mother didn't have that many sexy clothes like that. Most of the clothing left my daughter exposed, I ended up getting an eye full of my daughter's pussy and tits on a daily basis.My daughter and Rick basically became boyfriend and girlfriend. After all that bitching she used to do at both of us now here she was being the perfect girlfriend for Rick, washing his clothes, cleaning up the mess he makes, making dinners, etc. and he in return would buy her whatever she wanted and would satisfy her sexually.I did start to get annoyed with their openness though, they were taking it a little too far. Sometimes after they fucked they simply went to sleep, other times they came back out often half naked. On this one occasion after being fucked hard by Rick my daughter came back out while Rick dozed off to sleep. She was wearing only a bra and nothing else, she came and sat on the couch beside me as I was still watching TV, there was no modesty on her part, not only was she naked from the waist down sitting beside her father but Rick's cum was still leaking out of her as she sat beside me. Here was my daughter sitting beside me with my best friend's cum between her legs.Another such annoyance was the fact that they started using my bedroom as well to fuck since it was a larger bed, quite often they would pass out on it afterwards and I would have no where to sleep and the times they did vacate they ended up leaving a nasty mess behind, leaving my bed sheets stained with Rick's cum and the room smelling of sex. This was pissing me off.The worst though was when my daughter gave Rick a blowjob in the living room right beside me. I had been resting my eyes but I guess she thought I was sleeping or passed out and started to pleasure my friend Rick right there. As I was resting my eyes I started to here a slurping noise, when I looked over I saw right away what she was doing. As usual I ignored it and pretended like nothing was wrong, I just went to the kitchen and got some more beers. I can't believe it but I actually walked up beside my best friend Rick and my daughter Jenn while she was still blowing him and gave him a beer. A few minutes later he blew his entire load in her mouth which she swallowed.Not too long after that things definitely changed between my daughter and myself.It was my birthday, a low key event in the middle of the week, once you start getting old you don't really celebrate birthdays any more. Anyways the night of my birthday I was almost ready to go to sleep when my daughter entered the room wearing a black sexy nighty. She slowly approached me, I wasn't sure what she wanted but it all became clear when she crawled on top of me straddling my body.I nearly spilled my beer and put it down, neither of us said a word at first we just locked eyes. I was nervous as hell I wasn't sure what she was doing but I had an idea. She took my hands and placed them on her young body and started to rub her bare pussy on my boxer shorts, she then bent over and said "Happy birthday Dad."I was shocked, my own daughter was touching me sexually.Up until this time I had never ever thought of touching or doing anything with my daughter no matter what Rick was doing. She was still my daughter and father's are not supposed to touch their daughters. However after seeing all and being around all the sex that my best friend was giving my daughter, this still young teenage girl I often wished I had a young girl to fuck too, why was it that Rick was the only lucky one to fuck a young teenage girl? I would be lying I suppose if I said I never wished I could have been fucking Jenn, if only she wasn't my daughter it would have been so much easier.Maybe she was feeling guilty or maybe Rick put her up to this I really didn't know but here was my daughter throwing herself at me and I really couldn't resist. I hadn't had sex in the longest time and even though she was my daughter and I knew it was wrong I just couldn't stop her.Jenn freed my cock from my boxer shorts and lined it up with her already wet pussy. This was it, I was about to fuck my own daughter. I asked her just to be sure if she wanted to do this and she did not answer and instead impaled herself on me and began to slowly fuck me. By now I was caressing her small breasts and enjoying my young daughters sexy body, I knew I was absolutely failing as a good father but I didn't care at that moment, it was my birthday and my daughter was giving me the best gift I have ever received. I now knew exactly what my best friend Rick was experiencing every day for the last several months. We fucked for a good 20 minutes or so until I couldn't hold it and cummed deep in my own daughter.We retired to my bedroom after that and sex several more times that night in various positions, it was the best sex I had in years if not ever.After that night Jenn remained mainly Rick's girl however she would fuck me every once in a while. As she now much more sexually experienced I believe she wanted to push the limits more so on a few occasions when Rick and I were both pretty drunk she asked me to join Rick and her and we would end up fucking her together in a threesome. Although Rick and I would never fucking touch each other, we simply took turns with Jenn, one getting a BJ and the other fucking then switching. We did this a few times until I started to feel really guilty about what I was doing. The last time we did it all together I blew a huge load of cum all over my daughter's face. Seeing her sweet face covered in cum somehow set me off and I felt terribly bad about what I was doing. Allowing Rick to get this involved with her was bad enough but using my daughter sexually as well was way worse, I had to stop and after that night I never had sex with her again. I didn't attempt to break up Rick with her though, it was already too late for that and she was already too attached to him so I just left it.It wasn't long before they found a replacement for me. Rick began bringing home other friends of his at work. They would come into my place and drink with Rick and I, even my daughter started drinking more with us. When they were all some what drunk they would head to my daughter's room and take turns fucking her. It became really embarrassing and degrading because many of these guys I worked with as well and knew them well and here they were fucking my daughter. Some of the guys were married and had daughters the same age as Jenn which went to the same school as her.I became a bit of a joke around the workplace, word traveled around and everyone wanted in on the action to fuck my daughter except they weren't coming to me to ask they were asking Rick instead, they all saw me as a pathetic joke of a father and man. The worst time was when Rick brought home our 70 year old boss to fuck Jenn, I couldn't believe my daughter would fuck such an ugly old timer. I think my boss sensed I was pissed off about it even though I wasn't saying anything, he later left me a large Christmas bonus that year.Things quieted down a for a little while after that, Jenn finished high school some how amazingly and now since she was 18 going out in public more and more with Rick. Then one day she announced to me that she was pregnant, Rick had impregnated my daughter. I asked at first if she was going to keep it, she was somewhat offended I asked and said of course she was.I had never yelled at or threatened anything to Rick so far but since he impregnated her I demanded that he do the honorable thing and marry her. They eloped and became officially man and wife. It still seemed weird to me seeing my now 18 year old daughter married to my best friend who was now pushing almost 50 years old.Now that she was pregnant I offered them my bedroom since it had more space for her. They took up my offer and they stayed their until just after my daughter gave birth to Rick's child. After the baby arrived though it soon became apparent that my small house wasn't big enough for them and the baby, the baby ended up keeping us awake for days and our work suffered so as a result Rick was forced to buy a larger house for them and they moved out rather quickly.Suddenly I was now alone for the first time in years. I had time to reflect on everything that happened and I still can't believe how I so passively allowed for it to happen. My best friend ended up taking my daughter's innocence away and eventually took her away from me completely. I failed her as a father and I had now lost my daughter and my best friend.After they moved out I sort of lost contact with them, even though they didn't move far away they were too busy with the baby and their own stuff. I only saw Rick at work now, we no longer hanged out any more, he simply never had the time any more since he now had a young wife and child.I later heard that my daughter ended up having three more children with Rick. You would think that she would call me to let me know I had some more grandchildren but no she never called me. She knew I felt very guilty about a lot of what happened and I think kept her distance from me. I know she doesn't blame me for anything but in my mind I feel responsible for allowing my best friend have a sexual relationship with at the time my 15 year old daughter.Until I can come to terms with everything that happened I don't think I can have normal relations with my daughter any more. Maybe in the future one day we can again be father and daughter again. In the mean time she has my former best friend to take care of her and satisfy all her needs.The End*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 47 |
workin.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/workin.txt | I once saw a bumper sticker that read, "If the van's a rockin' don't come a knockin'," but I never thought about what it meant till last Saturday night. My neighbors have this incredibly sexy friend visiting them from Canada. His name's Grant and he's unbelievably cute-dark hair teamed up with the bluest eyes you've ever seen; a real cute nose, and sensuous lips. He's exactly my height (5'7"), and I just knew the body parts would match up perfectly if we ever got together. And I was determined that we would.Well, Saturday night I had friends over, and they went home around 11p.m. and when I went out to see them to their cars, I noticed that Gloria's van - Gloria's my neighbor - seemed to be moving! I tiptoed over and peeked in, and there was Gloria getting fucked in the van by Grant! She's married, you understand. I watched shamelessly by the light of the streetlight as Grant's rampant tool plunged in and out of Gloria's grasping pussy. I dimly saw her hairy pussy swallowing Grant's thick poker repeatedly, and wished it were my depths he was plumbing. Reaching inside the elastic waist-band of my paints, I began fringing my itchy clit while I watched the horny duo. While I was watching, Gloria's husband came out their front door and began calling her, a puzzled expression on his face. He didn't see me, but she heard him, and she sat up suddenly in the van. When she sat up, she saw me looking in the window. Gloria's husband went back into the house, and she and Grant quickly dressed and clambered to the front of the van and out. "Tell your husband that you were in my house," I told Gloria as she got out of the van. She thanked me profusely. We're good neighbors, but not really friends. Grant and I wound up talking outside, and I boldly put my hand on the stiff bulge in his pants. "Can I help you with this?" I asked, rubbing the steely shaft through his chinos. He grinned and put his hand on my ample left boob, rubbing my rigid nipple through the thin fabric of my blouse (I had no bra on, as usual). We quickly moved to my house, where I took care of his problem and mine. On the thick rug, in front of the fireplace, he skillfully disrobed me and then shed his own clothes. We fucked like sex-starved maniacs, like animals in rut. Upon verifying, with his finger, that my cunt was well-lubed and I was amply hot, he speared me with his searing meat in one devastating thrust. He fucked in and out of me like a piston in a well-oiled cylinder, slamming sharply against the bottom at the end of every sharp inward motion. Holding himself up above me with one hand, he used the other to skillfully manipulate my tits, rubbing the bullet-like nipples till they tingled and my whole body quivered. His lips found mine and his tongue intruded into my eager mouth, tangling with my tongue and twining around it. His pussy-poker prodded me insistently, slamming in and out of my well-greased, tightly grasping chamber: I felt the rage of his seething sword as it stirred the depths of my churning cauldron. Shivers and thrills coursed through me, seizing me in their grasp and shaking my body to its core. My depths quivered. On and on he fucked me until I came. I came repeatedly. Orgasm followed by orgasm took possession of my body and devastated my being. My toes curled. My teeth rattled. My cunt churned ceaselessly till, at last, my entire being was content, and Grant knew it. Then it was time for his satisfaction. Faster than ever, his burning prong stabbed my pocket. I clasped my cunt-muscles tightly around his knobby shaft and held tight for the duration of the ride. My satiated pussy wanted to satisfy him as well as he had done me. I grasped his rod tightly and humped underneath him for all I was worth. In no time, I heard a loud gasp, followed by a long moan, and then Grant's seething dick was unloading in me, letting me have it-a barrage of scalding sperm coating my pulsing channel. We lay there gasping, catching our breath, as he continued to play with my now-pliant nipples, no longer stiff. My entire well-satisfied body had relaxed. When at last Grant was able to speak again, he said, "I was planning on going back to Montreal on Monday, but maybe I'll stay another week." He did. And we did, several more times before he left. And I'm planning a trip to Canada this summer.END |
swingyp.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/swingyp.txt | I heard the familiar roar of his Jaguar. I looked over the fence to see him emerge, flash me a quick smile and tilt up his $200 sunglasses. "Damn Dave, You live a boring life." Stan my neighbor bellowed over the fence as I mowed the lawn. I hated Stan because secretly I envied him. He was single and with a different woman every week. Two weeks ago it was a gorgeous Asian woman. Last week, he was with a hot blonde with the perfect J-Lo ass. Last week he was with a busty black woman that resembled supermodel Tyra. I was married to a beautiful woman but boring woman. Jen, my wife, was 25 years old and 56" with a firm C cup on a thin frame. Her beautiful face drew the stares of many men. Stan called her Charlize because of her resemblance to the movie star. My wife often went out in public with little to no makeup and still drew the stares of every heterosexual man around. I rate my wife a B. Her body and face were an A+ but her attitude on sex was a C-. She was raised Catholic and even though we had been married over a year, we rarely had sex. She will only have sex missionary style and seldom preformed oral sex. I loved Jen but was bored. I wanted a piece of the action Stan was getting. **"Uhhh... Stan hold up." I blurted out. "What can I do for you Dave?" he asked. "Look, Ive seen your women they are gorgeous. A friend...Umm, wondered where to get them." I sputtered and sounded like an idiot. Stan started laughing and waved me into his house. "Dave, you sly dog, you want another woman!" he said. Before I could respond he spoke up. "Thats alright pal, many men need more than their wife can provide but I have one question. Your wife is so hot why do you need more?" he queried. I explained how Jen was a good wife but a poor lover. She almost refuses to perform oral sex and wont experiment in bed. When I ask her to she says I am demented. Stan laughed again, "Heres my secret," he said bringing up a web page on his computer. "Here I find out about all the local swingers. Some are married and some are single but all are looking for a good time. You ought to try it! If you dont like a persons looks dont message them." Stan was an ugly S.O.B. but was able to hook up over the internet and find women easily so I figured my wife and I would have no problem. I thanked him and decided to give it a try.**The next few nights I posted my picture after my wife went to bed at night and advertised to meet a couple. Within a couple of weeks I found a nice couple. George was a wealthy 29 year old that claimed to have 8 inches of cock. He was left blind by an accident and he wore dark glasses constantly. His 26 year old wife, Amber, was a curvaceous blonde with a nice ass and even nicer D cup breasts. I sent them a picture of Jen. Amber thought Jen was gorgeous. They were both heterosexual they just liked more than one partner. I was excited until it struck me. What was I going to tell my wife? Shed never go along with this! I had to think of a lie and quick. To make things easier I told George and Amber that this was our first time swinging and Jen was very nervous. I also told them that we wanted to meet them and spend the day with them to decide if we wanted to proceed. They agreed this was ideal. I also told them that Jen disapproved of meeting people over the internet so George and Amber agreed to use the cover story that they were clients at my store as not to arouse Jens suspicion. They agreed to meet my wife and I for dinner first at their house. They even told us that we could spend the night in a spare bedroom while we decided if we were interested.**The next morning I broke the ice with Jen. "Jen, what do you think of these two?" I said showing her the picture. "Who are they? Ive never seen them," she asked. "Clients at the store," I responded. "He wants us to have dinner with him and his wife at his beautiful big house and I accepted." "Great! Where do they live?" she asked. "About 75 miles away. Hes blind. Do you think he is handsome?""Yes, even with those dark glasses he sort of looks like Brad Pitt and he looks broad across the shoulders, like he works out. Why do you ask?" she said staring at me. "Just wondering what you thought," I said with a light snicker. My wife picked out a new sexy dress for the dinner and before I knew it we were on the way to George and Ambers house.We arrived and the house was even bigger than Amber claimed. I was nervous because Jen didnt know these were swingers we were going to meet. Georges wife met us at the door. She was wearing a low cut dress and her breasts looked even nicer and fuller than they did on my computer. Amber showed Jen the way to the bathroom and Jen excused herself to fix her hair. In the meantime, Amber asked what I thought of her dress. "You look great!" I stated. "Thank you" she cooed. "You and your wife are everything we expected and I know you are probably nervous being first timers but dont worry, things will go fine. George is blind but an expert at romancing women. If he doesnt have your wife swooning by tomorrow I will eat my hat." Amber gave a soft and feminine laugh causing her sizable boobs to jiggle. I hadnt noticed her shapely legs until now and my cock grew hard in my pants thinking of those legs wrapped around me while I played with those big tits of hers. Jen returned and Amber escorted us into the kitchen to meet George. 6 feet tall and elegantly dressed, George stood up with a white cane in left hand while I shook his right hand. Jen was right he was broad shouldered and well built with a firm handshake. "Nice to meet you both. My chef tells me that supper will be ready momentarily." He boomed in a deep manly voice. "May I see you?" he asked. I was puzzled until Amber spoke up. "George uses his hands to see a persons face. He wants to feel your face." We both consented. He felt mine first. "My wife tells me you are a handsome man I guess shes correct," he stated. Jen was next. George moved his big hands slowly caressing her face and cheeks ending on her neck. Mouth agape he exclaimed, "My god, your gorgeous." I could tell that Jen was a little excited by his touch. "Th-thank you," she sputtered. For the next 5 minutes we made small talk until supper was served. I discovered the accident that left George blind also left him very wealthy after he won his lawsuit and hired an intelligent investor. He told us that our suspicions were correct and that he and his wife did work out every day together. When supper was served the conversation heated up a little. Amber spoke up to my wife. "Jen, I find you ravishing. I dont mean to embarrass you in front of George but what size are you dear?" she said motioning to her breasts."C" my wife responded taking a big gulp of wine with embarrassment. "You have a wonderful body dear. I wear a D but I would kill for a face like yours. These are wasted on George," Amber said grabbing her breasts. "I could run around naked and he would never notice.""Has anyone ever told you that you resemble that celebrity Charlize? With that thin waist and bust line you must get a lot of attention from the men?" Amber queried. George cut in. "Amber, stop. Your embarrassing the company," he said. "She does and she loves every minute. She doesnt wear dresses like this for nothing." I spoke up. "David!" Jen exclaimed from behind a red face. "Quite alright." George boomed. "There is nothing wrong with a woman wanting to look sexy. It is better than what I tried. Blind men dont get many dates so I enrolled in ballroom dancing. Thats how I met Amber." "Really!" I snickered. "Dont laugh. I think thats sweet and romantic." Jen demanded. "I knew a few steps but never went really far." Jen continued. "Its easy let me show you,"George said standing up. "I couldnt." Jen said but George insisted. "Nonsense, Im no expert, surely you can keep up with a blind man. Just give me the pleasure of dancing with the second most beautiful woman I have ever seen, next to my wife of course." He smiled as he extended his hand in Jens direction. Jen took his hand and stood to dance while Amber rose to turn on the music. I sat and watched as big, muscular George held my petite wife close. He put his free hand on her waist and they glided across the dance floor with her breasts pressed to his shirt. I watched Jen as she stared at Georges handsome face. She was clearly entranced with his rugged good looks. When the dance finished, He dipped her and she giggled like a school girl while he pushed his groin into my wifes stomach. Even from across the room, I noticed that he either had a raging erection or a baseball bat in his pants. My wife thanked him and sat down clearly flushed with excitement. Again she took large gulps of her wine. I knew my wife very well and my wife was horny for Georges cock. We sat at the table making small talk when George asked us if we would like to take a dip in his pool. "Sorry George. I didnt bring a bathing suit." Jen said. "I took care of that Jen." I said. Jen looked puzzled so I explained. "I knew that George had an indoor pool and may feel like swimming so I packed our swimsuits." I explained. "OK then. Lets swim," Jen said. I went to get our swim clothes and I changed but Jen wasnt happy. "Dave, you took my revealing bikini I sunbathe in. I cant swim in this," she insisted. "Why not? Amber doesnt care and George is blind," I stated. Jen finally gave in and put it on. We went by the pool and waited while Amber came out in a revealing one piece suit that flattered her figure. "You look great. You spoke about me but you have a great body Amber," Jen told her. "Thank you! I have changed my mind though I decided not to swim, I will just sit here AND RELAX A BIT," she said sitting in a reclining beach chair. "Youll have to pardon Georges choice of swimwear. We dont usually have company," Amber said as George emerged from the changing area guiding himself with his cane. He was wearing a pair of Speedo shorts which left little to the imagination. I could tell his cock was bigger than mine and noticed Jen staring at his oversized package on more than one occasion. George found the deep end and abruptly jumped in. Jen and I thought he might need help and prepared to jump in but he quickly came to the surface. "Dont worry about him." Amber said after seeing how we reacted. "He is blind but an excellent swimmer. He used to be a lifeguard before the accident," she said. I was wondering if there was anything George couldnt do! I jumped in and waded around a while and Jen jumped in the shallow end. "Jen, why dont you come over here?" George asked. "Sorry, I cant swim well so I better stay in the shallow end," she replied sheepishly. George wasted no time in swimming over. "Here let me help you," he said softly. He took Jen on her tight stomach and held her in the water while he showed he different swimming strokes. I noticed his hands occasionally brushed Jens breasts or ass and I perceived that she never protested. I left the pool and sat in a reclining lawn chair next to Amber and watched George practically feel up my wifes hot body while she squirmed with delight in the water. The smile never left her face while George held her in his muscular arms. While they were facing away from us Amber whispered to me. "This is making me so hot!" and massaged my cock through my shorts. While George and Jen continued Amber removed my cock from my shorts and continues stroking it with her hand only stopping when George and Jen turned around. Meanwhile, George invited us to play Marco polo. He said even though he was blind he could locate us in seconds. I played and he had no problem finding Jen or I in the pool. I noticed a few times he tagged Jen in the breast and apologized for doing it. Jen forgave him but the smile on her face gave her away. Jen loved the attention.Amber excused herself to the bathroom just before George and my wife left the pool. "With my wife gone I can make it back to my room but could you two grab me some clothes from my drawers please. When I grab a pair of shorts and a shirt they dont seem to match," George laughed. We walked back to his room and my wife continued to look with awe at his enormous penis which was clearly outlined in the swimsuit. My wife noticed that I caught her looking and gestured something to me. I mouthed the words hes huge to her and she smiled. We gave him his clothes and told him we were going to change into dry clothes. when we emerged from Georges room I told Jen that I saw her peeking at Georges cock. Before she could respond I told her it was all right. "He does have a huge cock," I said. Jen playfully shoved me and laughed. "Like you werent enjoying his wifes boobs?!" I gestured to Jen to be quiet and grabbed her arm. "Where are we going?" she asked. I pulled her near the window of the room George was changing in. "Lets peep. He won't see us," I whispered. Jen protested but I held her body in front of the window. I didnt have to because her gaze never left the room. I held Jen while we watched George towel off. He then removed his trunks. I dont know if his cock was semi-erect or just huge but I could tell by the look on Jens face and her saucer sized eyeballs that she liked what she saw. "How was your swim?" Amber asked as she entered the room George was changing in. George was blind but Amber was not, so we had to duck out of view behind a shrub."Fine," George responded. "And what do you think OF Jen?" Amber pried further. "She is absolutely perfect," he said while drying his massive organ. "Her beautiful face, her dynamic curves, her shining personality. I would give my right arm to spend the night with her," George blurted out. "Oh, really! Does she turn you on?" Amber asked while she stroked her husband's long meat with her right hand. "Apparently you didnt see my erection in the pool," George said. "I have to stop thinking about her or my penis will be hard all night," George laughed as Amber helped him get dressed. We slowly moved from the window and went to our room to change. I noticed that Jen was again flushed. Her face was as red as an apple. "Jen youre turned on! You excited that monster cock." She sputtered but I interrupted again. "Jen, I will tell you for the last time. It is ok. Dont be ashamed, be proud. That muscular, thick cocked man was sexually excited by you!" I continued. "Furthermore, his big dick turned you on. I have a plan. Why dont you sneak over there tonight and ride that horse hung stud. I have seen how you look at his cock and know that you would love it in you. He would think it was his wife. What do you say?" I asked. "You wouldnt mind?" Jen asked sheepishly. "Not at all. Go enjoy yourselves!" I said. Jen answered quickly, "Amber wouldnt allow that! His wife would kill me," Jen said as she removed her wet clothes and laid on the bed on her stomach. I removed my swimming trunks and laid on Jen spreading her legs. "Then pretend I am George," I whispered in her ear. My cock was hard from the discussion and I grasped the head and parted Jens lips. My cock easily slid in her pussy which was soaking wet from thinking of George no doubt. My 6 inch cock was nowhere near Georges size but it would do. I grabbed her waist and started fucking her slowly. Jen started moaning loudly like never before. I knew she was wishing it was Georges donkey dick fucking her from behind. We then heard a knock at the door Jen ran to the bathroom naked while I covered up with a towel and answered the door. It was Amber telling us we were welcome to spend the night and asking if we needed anything. With Jen in the bathroom I told Amber that the only reason my wife wouldnt fuck her husband is because she wasnt sure how Amber would feel about it. "Dave, get dressed and let me talk with Jen alone." Amber pleaded. I agreed and left them alone while I stood outside under a window eavesdropping on the conversation. Jen emerged from the bathroom and the ladies chatted. Amber took the bull by the horns."Jen, George is blind but I am not. I see the attraction between you two. Its as if you two were meant for each other." Jen tried to interrupt but Amber stopped her. "Thats ok with me. Ive spoken with George and you can have him tonight. Im not angry we have the rest of our lives. George has lived a very hard life and has still helped me a lot. Please, Jen do this for George, me and yourself." There was a long pause of silence while I waited for Jens response. Amber handed her a key. "Dave is in the other downstairs bedroom. I will not be there. You know how George and I feel. I will leave the choice up to you. I will be next door to George if you need anything. I left some wine in your refrigerator. Good night." Amber concluded with a smile as she left the room and went to bed."I heard everything," I told Jen upon entering the room. "Lets do it." I said. We talked about it while I opened the wine and we drank. We werent drunk but we were feeling good. Jen and I were kissing and I felt her big tits. I had no plans to make love to her... At least not at this time. I was warming her up for George. Jen was moaning in passion and tried to unzip my pants. I backed up off the bed and grabbed her hand. "Lets go." I whispered. She said nothing and followed me. I walked to Georges door and tried to open it but it was locked. "Let me," Jen whispered as she produced the key and unlocked it. George was laying in bed with nothing on but a white sheet that covered up to his navel. The room was relatively dark and illuminated by only one lamp. Jen sauntered towards Georges prone body as the light highlighted her dynamic curves. My cock grew hard with anticipation. "Oooh... Charlize," George whispered. Jen climbed on the bed and looked petite next to Georges muscular frame. She knelt next to him and began massaging his chest and moving down to his abdominal muscles. I stayed in the corner of the room and watched with my pants unzipped and masturbating furiously. Slowly, Jen moved south until she reached under the sheets to his amazing organ. Her hand moved in a circular motion under the sheets while George groaned softly. Within seconds she revealed the large cock she had in her hand as the sheet fell off him. I lightly gasped at the sheer enormity of it. My sweet wifes hand barely fit around his perfect pole. Jen had his 8 inch prick at full staff. She continued stroking gently as she lowered her head towards his dick. Slowly, she ran her tongue from the base of his thick prick to the titanic mushroom head on his big stick. I moved a few feet to the foot of the bed still working my cock excitedly. Jen looked me in the eyes as she ran her tongue up one side of Georges nightstick and down the other. Next, my alluring spouse, never breaking eye contact with me, took George into her mouth. I did everything I could not to ejaculate on the spot. She slowly engulfed him inch by inch. It seemed like an eternity while her mouth continued lowering on Georges immense organ. Finally, about 3 inches from the base she stopped. Jens mouth was locked in position around Georges bulky baton. Slowly, she pulled his dick out like unsheathing a sword. I then felt a hand on my cock. It was Amber on her knees in front of me. "Let me take care of that," she whispered while removing my hand. Amber, who I later learned had been watching the whole show, engulfed my cock hungrily. Surely she would have no trouble with my 6 inches after handling her husbands 8+ inch monster. I guided her head with my hands pulling my cock into her mouth. I glanced up to see Jen mounting Georges substantial tool. I realized now that his girth was just short of a baseball bat! George laid on his back and grabbed my wifes legs. Jen had her right hand on Georges chest and her left trying to slowly ease him into her dripping snatch. I did something I had wanted to do all evening. I reached down and grabbed a handful of Ambers full-sized, all natural, D cup breasts. She pulled her ample melons towards me and let me titty fuck her for a while. My cock was all but lost in her cavernous cleavage. When my cock head emerged she took it into her willing mouth. I looked up at my spouse and saw she had inserted Georges head into her hot slit. She had both hands on his chest regulating the depth of his thrusts. "Oh... Oh George!" Jen screamed as his dick threatened to rip her in half. She soon had half his tool inside her and was slowly working it all in. I recognized Jens scream. My wife was having an orgasm and George hadnt even fully entered her! Now, George had his hands on Jens tits while she slowly impaled herself on his bulky stake. As he inserted his last inch he bottomed out on my stunning spouse. "Oh... My... God!" Jen screamed as a mind bending orgasm ripped through her body. "Dont let them have all the fun." Amber said as she went to the bed and straddled her husband's mouth facing Jen. I stood on the bed and put my solid pole in Jens mouth while I smiled at her. Jen barely looked at me. She was moaning loudly as George gave a few light strokes. "You can do her better than that. Cant you George?" Amber asked. George didnt say a word. He grabbed Jens waist and began bucking like a wild animal. Jen began screaming as the loud slap came from George hammering my petite wife. Jen ignored my cock in her mouth and yelled. "Fuck, fuck, holy fuck Im cumming." Jen never yelled like that when we fucked. Of course, I wasnt hung like an Arabian stallion. I turned my cock to Amber who was more than willing to give it the attention it needed. Jen was panting like a dog as George stretched her to the limit. "Come here," Amber said as she stood up from her husbands mouth and pulled me by the wrist to the floor. "Come here stud," Amber purred. She walked to the foot of the bed and bent at the waist. I stood behind her and inserted my pole into her juicy mound. It slid in like a hot knife through butter. Jen didnt like doggy style. I plunged it deep while I reached around to hold her pendulous tits. I put my hands on her huge globes while Jen was still riding Georges Steel shaft. "Im gonna cum!" George said loudly as he continued to rock Jen back and forth with his giant hands on her tits. I didnt want him to cum inside her. George wasnt wearing a condom and she could get pregnant. But Jen didnt care apparently. She held him tight as he gave one final thrust. "Ooooh." George moaned as he emptied his load of thick semen into my wifes wide open cunt. The scene excited me beyond control. I grabbed Ambers tits for all I was worth and pounded my prick into her pussy. "Fuck!" I screamed as I had a colossal orgasm. I pulled Ambers tits tight and dumped my entire load of semen into her juicy cunt. We all collapsed together on the bed and had a nice laugh. We dont swing anymore... but we do visit George and Amber a lot. My wifes grade in bed now: A++ENDWas this story arousing or boring? Please give feedback on this story message or e-mail the author at [email protected] |
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saleslady.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/saleslady.txt | She sat down in the row ahead of me and my family. She usually slid into the pew ahead of us, or if she was there first, I would steer our family behind her. We had attended the little country church since we had moved to take the new job. The services were simplistic and boring, but in order to keep up appearances, we had to mix with the right people in the community.She always wore the same long flowing full brightly colored, sleeveless, summer dress, which had a deep plunging neckline. She was extremely attractive like most southern ladies, tanned from worshipping the summer sun, and evidently spent endless hours applying make-up and getting ready for her regular entrance each week. The thing that caught my eye the first time was the ankle chain that she wore under her nude shade panty hose. When she crossed her legs and the spaghetti strap shoes dangled on her foot as her leg waved back and forth gently, the gold chain glittered in the light of the chandelier. I imagined her little cunny lips squeezing together and relaxing under her hands placed so gently in her lap. She had slim shapely legs, and the face of a temptress that always had this glazed expression as she sat there with her leg gently waving...back and forth...back and forth. It was an anticipated weekly pleasure to daydream away those boring sermons, fantasying about the creature just ahead of me. The only distraction that kept interfering with my lascivious thoughts was her two unruly preschool boys who played and fussed beside her for the Sunday morning hour.They would distract many who sat close by, and when she tried to quiet them, she would lean down and hush them up, and at the same time give me a great view down the front of her dress. She was small-titted, but her hard nipples stood straight out and punched impressions in her undergarments that were visible only when she leaned forward.She obviously had a man in her life that was plowing her furrow. Most southern ladies were attached to good family men who always seemed to be getting over a Saturday night hang-over. It didn't really matter to my fantasy though, and I continued to imagine all kinds of naked gymnastics with her during those Sunday mornings. Sometimes her younger sister would attend with her and by seating arrangement, became the "blocker" at the end of the isle to keep the young boys from escaping.Her sister was much curvier and always wore the same creamy white skirt and jacket with a frilly blouse that was open down to the little flower on the front hook of her bra. She was one of those girls who struggled to keep her weight under control and you just knew that when she caught her guy, she would likely balloon up uncontrollably.She was about 5'4" tall with short cropped hair that was styled around her cherubic face. She had that southern girl, peaches and cream complexion with these little chubby cheeks. Her bright sparkling blue eyes glinted when she looked at me and she had these little pouty lips that I wanted to taste.Her blouses always had these deep plunging necklines like her big sister, but she had bulging big boobs that she squeezed together and forced upwards and out by always doing up her two lower jacket buttons, when she cinched in her narrow waist.She seemed to be presenting her fleshy mummeries when she approached me, and for added excitement she wore this gold chain with a dangle that just danced in her cleavage.Her tight skirt was stretched down over her womanly hips and hugged her ass so tight that the stitches at the top of the little dart at the back of her skirt always looked like it might burst open. Her legs were covered with nylons in the same light shade as her tanned skin and I loved to hear her thighs rub together when she walked up the isle. She always wore high heeled shoes that exaggerated the calf muscles in her legs and made her ass cheeks twitch when she walked.I never found out what their names were and I never really thought that I would ever get to actually fuck either one of these southern women. I struggled to conceal my wandering eye, (and swollen pants) because my wife always seemed to know when there was any pussy competition in her area, but I didn't let it stop me from imagining either one of them on their backs with their legs wrapped around my waist, being the recipient of my thrusting rigid cock, when the lights were out and I was performing my matrimonial duty, buried inside my wife.I was managing a factory in town during the week and from time to time sales people would come by and try to sell me the newest widget on the market. I got a call one day from a woman that wanted to come and sell me her line of products. I made an appointment for after the lunch hour because the crew always went home at 1:00 pm .On the appointed day, the receptionist informed me that my appointment was there, and I went across to the main building to meet her.When I got there I saw the woman from the church in the creamy white suit. She gave me her name, which I immediately forgot, and I lead her out to the plant area where I had my office. If I was a gentleman with good intentions, I might have ushered her to the conference room that was highly visible to the rest of the staff and I could have focused on her boobs while she did her presentation. It would have also given the rest of the guys around the office the chance to participate in my little fantasy.I wickedly thought about another possibility.The plant area was deserted except for a maintenance man who was working at the other end. My office was elevated to a second level and had glass windows all the way around so I could observe the factory during working hours, or in this case, I would be able to notice if anyone was approaching. It was my habit to keep my office in darkness except for the desk lamp, which was not visible from the plant floor. This gave me opportunity to work undisturbed and no one knew when I was up in my office observing them.I ushered this nubile, sweet smelling, skirted pussy toward my office. We made the usual small talk as I lead her toward the stairs. I motioned to her and she started up the stairs ahead of me. I could feel my dick swelling and starting to beg for its freedom. The bright outside daylight shone through her skirt, between her legs as she stepped up ahead of me. The outline of her ass was clear as she climbed up step by step. I peered intently at her ass and tried to make out any panty lines, but my imagination was rewarded with only a round smooth set of ass cheeks wiggling ever so slightly and the flash of illumination that appeared between her thighs as she mounted each stair. I wickedly observed her dress creep up and slid a little higher as she took each step. I was close enough to smell her scent. Perfume was mixed with a bit of womanly funk that was the result of the hot weather and what I hoped was horniness.I felt like I was going to cream my pants. My voice was all jittery and I was getting weak as I climbed up behind her. Finally we got to the door, and I reached by her, intentionally grazing her breast as I turned the door handle. She walked be me into the air conditioned office and I motioned to her to sit in the chair across from my desk. I asked if I could take her jacket before she sat down, and to my amazement she released those two tight buttons under her breasts and the jacket burst open letting the full weight of her boobs strain into the undersized cups of her bra I hung her jacket up and she took her seat. I went around the desk and sank into my reclining leather chair. I adjusted my desk lamp out of my eyes and just up toward her slightly so that her lap was fully in the light; She tried to cross her legs, but the dress was too tight and she couldn't quit get her leg up over her other knee. So there I sat looking at her and focusing on that little white triangle between her clasped thighs, just under the taught material of her skirt.She blathered on for some time about all the benefits of her product line, and I tried to focus enough to ask the odd question in order to keep her talking. All the time I concentrated on her little triangle and kept one eye on the dangle on her necklace that kept trying to find a resting place in her cleavage.My cock was throbbing and had swelled in my pants. It had stretched down the side of my leg and had escaped the confines of my underwear. I sat foreword and let my fingers caress the swelling in my lap. The sensations were going to my head, and I could feel my nerves twitching in my thighs and stomach. I concentrated on her so hard and though I might be able to send her a message by telepathy. "Open your legs," I thought. "Lean towards Me. Open a button on your blouse."My head started to hurt, I was concentrating so hard. I could feel my pulse throbbing in my forehead and perspiration beading up on my upper lip. I became oblivious to what she was saying and became lost in my deep desire to seduce her."I want you.""What did you say?""Oh god!" I said that right out loud... I looked into her eyes. She was completely silent and I couldn't find anyway to recover. I looked at her and said that I was sorry but I couldn't concentrate on what she was saying."You said that you wanted me!"I was busted!I could feel my face getting red, and saw my career flashing in front of my eyes...She reached up slowly and caressed her full round breast. When her nipple responded and bulged its hardness through her bra, she tweaked it firmly between her dainty thumb and forefinger. She leaned toward me and licked her lips. Her boobs were welling up and looked like they were going to spill out in front of her. She fluttered her long dark eyelashes at me and asked, "Are you hard?""Oh yes,"She stood up and backed toward my credenza and rested her ass cheeks on the edge. She worked her legs apart and her tight skirt began to slip up her thighs. I felt like a little boy at a burlesque show. I had seen and tasted and fucked pussy so many times before, but this was feeling like my first time.She helped her skirt higher until the dark colored bands of her panty hose showed. Then I got a surprise that sent a jolt down through my cock. She was wearing these panty hose, stocking things that were crotch less. They were open on her inner thighs and her pussy and ass. Her lady jewel was just hidden by the tiniest transparent lacy panty triangle with little beads sewn on it. The elastic strings pulled up to her hips and the centre string disappeared in between her taught little pussy lips that were bare. I could see little creases on each side of her thigh that began to stretch away as her legs opened wider.She wiggled her index finger at me and motioned for me to come close. I slid over toward her on my chair and wheeled in between her legs. She was stretched out as far as her little legs could go and the chair kept her from slipping off the edge. As I got within smelling distance, she leaned back against the window behind her and supported herself with her hands at each side. I delicately moved her panty to one side and looked at her smooth hairless pussy. The lips were taught and the crease was just a little dark line right down the centre. They released the little elastic from between them as I pulled on it gently. I sniffed deeply as I sank my face between her legs. I felt her hand on the back of my head as she pressed me down into her. Her woman scent was mixed with sweet perfume and the heat of passion released the strong pungent aroma of womanhood. I sank my tongue into her slit gentle and searched for her love button. She moaned and began to relax a bit and then her inner lips began to swell enough to separate her puss. I sank down and lustily pleasured her.She moaned and sighed quietly, but I was encouraged to keep on by the pressure she applied to the back of my head. I lost all sense of time and just tickled my way into her nest. I tried to enter her love tunnel with my finger and felt her entrance open. She began to flood with woman juice. I lapped at her like a puppy dog. She was still sitting on her pulled up skirt and the thin transparent material provided a place-mat for my feast. I tried to swallow all her sweetness and licked her down to her puckered asshole to keep the juices off her skirt. When my tongue darted across her asshole she jumped and forced my nose up her cunt hole. Her moaning became more deliberate and I could hear her gasping. Little jolts went through her body and the muscles in her thighs and tummy jumped and stiffened as her thighs clamped and relaxed around my face in waves.I gently licked and kissed at her smooth skin and nibbled on her lips. She finally pushed me away and I stood up and opened my zipper. My cock was long and stiff and I moved in between her legsI grabbed my wayward cock with my hand and pointed it down toward her slit. I rubbed her up and down a couple of times and watched her flower open up as she drew her legs up. I planted my knob in her entrance and released my hand as I started to push into her tightness. The heat of her tunnel burned my cock and I felt a warm sensation beginning on the bottoms of my feet and reaching up my legs into my groin.She cradled her legs in my arms and her ass lifted off the credenza as our bodies slammed into each other. She met my rhythm with cunt contractions that intensified my sensations.This little church girl had learned to fuck from a master. We pounded into each other relentlessly. She was tight and I could feel my cock skin stretching back as my dick head sought out the entrance to her womb. Her inner lips grasped my shaft made slick and shiny by her sex. I began to feel my seed bubbling in my balls, and gasped."Pull out!" she shrieked.One more thrust and I felt the cum ejaculating from my depths. I yanked my cock out as quickly as I could, but the cum exited my pee hole as her cunt lips released me. Squirt after squirt piled up on her crotch. I messed her stockings and cream ran down her thigh and puddled up on her skirt... I released her legs and set her ass back down in the pool of cum. My cock released its final shot of cream colored cum on the front of her dress.We were spent!I reached over to my desk and grabbed the tissue box and began the chore of cleaning the sex juices off of her, and her clothes. I wiped my shrunken cock off and stuffed if back into my pants.She was flushed as she stood to her feet, and went over to sit down. I looked at the front of her dress and saw the cum stain right in the middle, between her legs. "Lucky I wore my cum colored dress," she said.I smiled, and looked at my watch. The time had come to leave and I rewarded her with an order for all of her "hard work."The next Sunday when we arrived at church, she met me in the foyer and showed me that she was wearing the skirt with the cum stains. Sunday morning fantasies are much more rewarding now that I have tasted her fruit.END |
missjohnson.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/missjohnson.txt | "Miss Johnson, or should I say Kathy," the man asked looking at the woman in a business suit setting across from him in her mid forties, "what is a woman of your stature and money doing her at my company. We are only a small business and surely you cant wish to buy us out. We have never made a profit to date as Im sure you realize by reviewing our company profile.""Lets quit the bullshit Jamison." The woman replied with a stern face. "I know about your little slave organization here. You train and sell women off as slaves to those that can afford them making millions and stashing it some place where nobody knows."Carl Jamison leaned back in his chair with a surprise look on his face. How much did she really know, he thought, trying to maintain his composure. Finally, he spoke, "Where in the world did you get that funny idea and thought?" He asked trying to remain calm. "Not only is it against the law but its totally ridiculous. Things like that just dont happen in this country.""Youll still the weasel cock you were when I hired you at my first firm years ago Carl." The woman smiled. "You never could lie worth a darn. I know because you happen to sell one to my friend in Pittsburgh."Carl leaned back in his chair totally afraid and stunned. How could they have been so stupid? This woman was totally rich. She owned over thirty companies and could destroy them in less than ten seconds with the blink of an eye. They could end up in jail forever."Oh dont worry Carl." The woman smiled. "I want tell your little secret to the police as long as you cooperate."Carl let out a sign of relief. Maybe she wanted one herself. They could get rich selling one to a lady such as her. Or then, maybe she just wanted one free for herself to keep quiet. He had to be careful."What do you want Miss Johnson," he asked."First, I like to go to the farm you call a hideout and see for myself what you are doing. Then Ill tell you what I want. Im sure its not far from here is it."Carl didnt like the sound of this game but knew he had little choice but to play along."Ill go get my car and meet you at the door," "He said."No need." Miss Johnson replied getting up from the chair. "My car is already downstairs and I have given the driver the day off. Im sure you want mind driving it. Will You!"Carl knew Kathy was in charge of things at the present and he had to play along till he found out what she wanted. He got up from his chair and walked over."Of course not." He replied taking the keys she held out for him. He started for the door as he felt her reach down and grabbed his right buttock in her hand."You dont mind if I play with your tight little ass as we go down." She asked smiling holding his ass cheek in the firm grip of her palm."Of course not, Miss Johnson." Carl replied worried that the woman wish may be him for her slave. Well that wasnt going to happen, he thought walking on with her groping his ass in back. Ill find a way out of this or put the heat on one of my partners. Just play along for now and see where this is going.When they made it to the long sedan, the woman released his ass and climbed up in the back seat while Carl got up front. It was a relief to put some distance between them as he cranked the car up and started driving. The place was in isolated woodlands about 30 miles from the office and totally secluded from civilization for a good 10 miles. Not that anyone could get out. It was an old prison camp; they had brought years ago and made into a slave training ground. Miss Johnson never spoke throughout the trip as he kept glancing back and noticed her smile at him several times till they arrived and he pressed a button on his keychain as the massive door opened and they entered inside and drove to a large white building and then parked. He immediately got out."Carl would you be a dear and open my door for me." Miss Johnson asked in back.Bitch, Carl thought, toying with him. He went to the rear door and opened it as Kathy proceeded to get out. She reached down and grabbed his cock on the outside of his trousers."Carl," she said. "I didnt know you had such a big cock. Maybe I would have played with it years ago when you were nothing but a go getter in the company."She gave it a couple of squeezes and then let go."Well Carl. Dont just stand there show me the place and all those pretty little slave whores ya have been shoving your big cocks into all this time and enjoying their services."Carl knew she had him by the balls but led her up to the main doorway."All our female slaves are kept in the house unless we let them out for our amusement." He said. "We have four dominatrix we hire to train them. All females since females are more cruel and dont mess with the merchandise. ""You mean dont fuck them so ya can have all the fun." Miss Johnson laughed and pinched his butt in back. Well go on."Carl bit his lip but opened the door as they walked in to the main lobby area. A nude woman except for a small apron which didnt cover anything ran to the door to greet them dropping on her knees. "Sir, ma'am." May I be of service to you? "Please be kind and let me lick your pussy or suck your cock or if you prefer let me tongue your asshole clean. This bitch is here to please. Please use me sir, ma'am."Carl looked over to see Kathy smiling down at the girl on her knees below. "Quite delightful Carl." She smiled looking over at him. "How cute. Why dont you pull your cock out and let the slut suck it for you as usual I assume. Go ahead dear and show me how you treat your sluts. Tough man."Carl knew he had to do it. The woman was a pain in his ass but she had him at present. He quickly unzipped his fly and pulled out his limp cock holding it out and looked down."Suck it you cocksucking whore." He said.The girl immediately go in front of Carl and engulfed his cock in her mouth milking her mouth up and down on it as it started getting larger and larger. If the girl mouthing was so good, Carl would have been embarrassed standing there getting a blow job while Kathy was watching and smiling throughout the whole ordeal. He shot his load in the girl mouth as she suck it clean and then around his balls. He reached down and put his cock back in his pants and zipped the fly back up."Go get Mistress Darlene," he told the girl still on her knees licking her lips. "We have a guest."He turned around and looked at Kathy still standing there with her hands on her hips smiling at him."Did you see anything you like?" He asked hoping she was horny enough to take the girl and leave."No Carl dear," she smiled back. "You have to show me a lot more than that to get me worked up. I bet you dickie is all nice and warm and back where its safe so lets move on."They moved on to the next room which was a lounge and took a seat. They could hear sounds coming down the hallway and suddenly a woman in her mid 30s made her way inside. She was quite a sight. Her hands were attached to her ankles as she moved inside with her butt sticking up in back and wiggling from side to side. A tail of some kind was dangling from between her legs in back and Carl knew it was a butt plug with her hair attached to it. Another woman in her early twenties was walking behind her with a large black leather paddle striking her ass with it as she wobbled inside.Carl looked over at Kathy who was watching with a big smile on her face as they entered."Kathy," he said. "This is Mistress Jan and the slut down there was once her ex boss Janice Jenkins. You remember Janice dont you? She was once one of your rivals in a business adventure but unfortunately the company went under and her new employers have sent her to me to train and sell.""I see the slut has been bad again." Carl asked Jan as they made their way to the center of the room."You damn straight she was," Jan replied. "Pulling my cart, she had the nerve to fart in my face out there. Well, I dont think she will be farting anymore for awhile. She slammed the paddle down two or three more times on Janice big butt in back and the woman hopped around the room."Janice is getting trained and should be complete in the next six months if you would like to purchase her," Carl asked hoping that was what she had come for. Not only could he make a fortune on the deal but could use it as bribery later.Kathy just turned back still with that damn smile on her face as he watched."Now Carl." Kathy replied. "Janice is old news. The old slut gets everything she deserves. I bet you have even shoved your cock up her big ass a half a dozen times by now. Havent you Carl?"Carl didnt want to admit it, but yeah, at least that much and enjoyed every moment of it. This wasnt going to be easy. He had to find the right match."I thought so." Kathy replied still looking at him. "I thought you had higher standards then that Carl. Her ass is worth putting your cock inside. Isnt that right dear?Carl saw Kathy looking up at Jan standing there with the paddle about to slap Janice big ass again."You bet." Jan replied swinging the paddle across both ass cheeks again. "If I had my way, I would glue the damn plug in her asshole since she cant get it close anymore. Would you like to join me in the playroom and enjoy the use of her mouth for a while?""No thank you," Kathy replied smiling. "I think she is ready to provide you with a nice relaxing evening of pussy and ass licking. Dont you think?"Jan smiled back at Kathy as the girls eyes locked for a moment of silence. Carl could feel there was a hidden message being passed between them as Jan finally broke the stare."You bet she will." Jan replied. "I just love it when as slut tongues my asshole while I read a good book. Hope to see you later.""Maybe so." Kathy replied leaning back on the chair.Carl got a bright idea from what he had just witness. He waited till the couple had left the room and turned back to look at Kathy still staring at the open doorway."You know even a mistress can be broken into a good slave." He said. "They are nothing but hired help but deep inside they are just as much a slut as the slave they are punishing. If you like..""Why Carl how could you even consider such a thought as turning such a fine mistress as Jan into a slut toy just to keep your sorrow butt out of jail. "Im very ashamed you even had the thought. "Carl leaned back disappointed. Damn the bitch, he thought. This is even going to be tougher than he even imagined. What was it going to take to please the bitch? He thought for several minutes before a thought came to him. He immediately jumped up from the chair."Come with me." He announced. "I got something Im sure you will enjoy."Carl waited till Kathy got up and they made for the doorway. Kathy was following closed behind rubbing his ass in back as they walked. His cock was already hard again and the rubbing was feeling good so he didnt even try to get her to quit. Let the bitch enjoy herself he thought. She can rub my ass as long as she wants but she aint getting it. Ill find someone, she will wont.They finally made it to a room as Carl opened the door. Inside the room looked like a baby nursery. In the middle was a large crib and a girl in her late teens was laying in it. She was sucking on a baby bottle and an elderly lady in her early fifties was slapping her ass and applying powder to her sore behind. "Nice time you poop your diapers without permission, Im going to shove your nose in it." The woman was yelling powdering and slapping at the same time.Carl turned to Kathy."This is Jeannie." He said. "She used to be a dancer at the Roadside bar and like to dance around in little girl outfits and teased men and women alike. One of our guests, hired us out to get back at her and then decided he didnt even want her so Mistress Joy decided to turn her into what she desired so we could sell her out to a couple who had been looking for a baby for a long time. Doesnt she look so cute? She sucks on everything. Cocks, pussies, assholes. Anything you can imagine. Would you like to give her a try?""She is such a cute little baby." Kathy looked at the crib. "Her bald pussy is all wet from being spanked and I bet she would just love a nice floppy tit to suck on at this moment. Dont you dear?"Carl watched as Kathy reached down and gripping Jeanie tit pulled up roughly on it. Jeannie quickly started shaking her head that she did as Kathy turned back around at Carl and smiled. "Sure you have more in mind than this Carl?" She said to his disappointment. "Im not shopping for babies at the moment and they sure are a lot of trouble to care for. Arent they dear?" She asked Joy who was finally pinning the diaper to the girls bottom.Joy turned up and looked at them. "I dont know about that. In a minute, Im going to let her get in my lap and suck my nipples till my pussy is dripping and then she is going to crawl her sweet little ass between my legs and tongue mommy till I come on her face at least three times. Would you like to try her out?""I would love to someday," Kathy replied. "But not today. Carl dear is being so kind to show me around. Arent you Carl?"Carl felt her hand down on his pant crotch again as she started rubbing his cock in the material."Sure." Carl replied. "Come on and Ill show you one of the classrooms. Im sure you will love it."Carl started walking out the room. His cock was sticking straight out again in his pants and the fondling Kathy had done had really got him worked up again. Damn, where was that maid. He would love to shove it up her face again right now. He led Kathy still holding his crotch area to another larger room and opened the door. Inside was three older women totally nude sitting in small school desks which their butts barely would fit in. Up front, a woman in her late teen was standing dressed as a school teacher with a pointer in her hand. She was whipping another older woman totally nude writing on the chalkboard. She was writing several things on the board as Carl glanced up to see."Please fuck my big ass, mouth, and cunt daily because I am a bad slut. I lick pussy and tongue ass so use me as your toilet if you want. Slap my ugly tits, ass, and cunt for your pleasure mistress."The pointer was still striking the woman large ass as she continued writing. Carl glanced over to the side to see Kathy absorbed in action."This is our classroom for newly acquired slaves to learn the basics." He said trying to see her reaction. "All the slaves have to complete this course within the first two weeks of their training to be allowed to proceed on to the next step of learning. "Do you see anyone that might interest you?""What happens to the ones who fail the course?" Kathy asked looking over at him."Come on and Ill show you." Carl explained leading her away from the classroom and down the hall to the outside door. He opened it and they walked out back. He could see Kathy look as she absorbed what was going on out back. There were two nude women in dog cages with only a bowl and barely enough room to move around. An older fatter lady was in a mud pile face down while a mistress had her foot on her back pushing her whining more and more into the mud. Another nude female was carrying a mistress on her back that was cropping her backside as she ran around whining like a horse. Two females were tied up feet first from a large tree. Dildos were shoved up their cunts and asses and a dildo on a pole was inserted in their mouths. Both women were sucking wildly on the dildos as a young girl in a black latex outfit moved around slapping their bodies with a cat of nine tails. Several other women were being humiliated in all kind of ways."This is where those who dont complete the course end up." Carl told Kathy. "Some of them learn the error of their ways and finally submit to their new lives as slaves while others never seen to adjust and we sell them to the lower bidder. "Would you be interested in..?"Carl felt Kathy hand really rubbing up and down his crotch now and thought he was going to cum in his pants at any moment. He needed relief soon and he had to find the bitch someone fast if he was ever going to get it."There are more rooms inside if you wish to continue?" He finally asked."No Carl." Kathy replied releasing his cock to his relief. "I think I finally found something that I am interested in."Carl was quickly relieved. "Which one?" he asked. He was already counting his money."Lets go back in and Ill write you the check." Kathy replied breathing heavy. Carl was delighted. Not only was he going to make a sale but he would be rich with future bribery forever. He quickly led her to the nearest office with a desk as Kathy immediately took a seat and starting making a check out to him. When she handed it to him. Carl nearly fell out. It was millions. More than he could make on the whole pack of slaves here they could gather. He just stared at it for minutes before he finally got the nerve to ask which girl."Why me of course dear." Kathy said standing up and unbuttoning her blouse top. "In the purse, you find a contract already made out giving you me as your slave for the next year and every year you can prove that Im still your slave you will receive another payment of the same amount. "My lawyer will come once a year to verify that I am still your slave and make out the check. Of course, he gets one night to use me as he sees fit for that service along with his normal pay. Im sure you want object. I want everything you offer here done to me and you can rent me out as you see fit to any other master or mistress. Dont that make your cock hard Carl."Carl looked into the purse and pulled out the contract. It was as she said as he glanced it over and he knew the lawyer personally and knew that it was as solid as a rock. His cock was as hard as it had ever been as he thought about how much money he was going to have the rest of his life. He looked up to see Kathy had removed all her clothes and was just standing there. She had a nice body for a woman of her age which proved money could buy you anything. His cock was wetting his shorts in excitement. Slowly he made his way over enjoying every second of it."So you like to tease my ass and cock do you?" He asked."Yes master." Kathy replied. I would love to suck your cock and lick your ass master."Her hands were too her sides as Carl walk directly up to her. With one quick motion her leaned back and slapped her as hard as he could on her face. As she reached up, he grabbed her by the hair and started dragging her out towards the back."You are going to pay dearly with your ass for all the teasing youve done today slut. As a matter of fact, you are going to paying for it a long, long time." He said twisting her hair as she squealed and yelled while he dragged her to the door."Youre nothing but a bitch and a cunt and your nasty holes are going to stuffed daily. And you are going to pay me to do it. Squeal all you want, your ass is mine now and I am truly going to enjoy watching it be abuse for my pleasure. Pucker up that lip and your asshole bitch because Im going to shove anything I want in them and Im sure the mistress will all enjoy their turn of having you clean their asses and feet." He continued.He opened the door and with one quick movement, kicked her royal ass right out the door on to the grass outside. "Mary," He yelled. "Come get this rich bitch and shove her in the mud pile for awhile. Shes filthy rich and I want to watch her squirm in the mud for the rest of the day so she will know her new place in life. Dont be gentle either.""By the way Kathy bitch." He continued. "Mary is a prized boxer who can knock your fuck face out in one blow. Enjoy slut. By the end of the day, Im sure she will have you licking her asshole clean. Tomorrow maybe I shove my cock up your shit hole so deep you want be able to use the bathroom all week."Carl closed the door and went back to the office ringing a bell on the desk. He sat down and looked out the window to see Kathy face down in the mud pile. Mary was shoving her face and cunt deep in the mud with her foot as her hands was feebly shaking wildly to her side trying to breathe."Yes master. Slave is here. Can slave suck master cock or lick his asshole." A voice sounded entering the room."Come suck my cock slut." He yelled out at the maid and unzipped his trouser and pulled out his wet cock dripping everywhere. Carl leaned back enjoying the view outside of Kathy slut abuse. He grabbed the maid by the hair and started pushing his throbbing member deeper and deeper in her mouth. He glanced down to see what once was his wife and now his maid milking his cock for every drop she could get. Someday, he would have to sell her but right now she was the best cocksucker he had ever seen. He came in her mouth still counting the money in his head.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 41 |
awhileago.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/awhileago.txt | My first serious boyfriend got me into enjoying sexual things. Before him it was talk and more talk, he made it real, the first time he kissed me his hand went up my skirt, I pushed him away, of course, it was what I had to do. A natural reaction, so he didn't do it again. Until later that evening, on the way home.I was resting on his shoulder. We were driving along and came to a stop, his hand went to my bare leg and this time I let him. We were almost home, nothing would happen.He pulled over and parked and kissed me hard, pulling me against the steering wheel. I was pinned between the wheel and him, my mouth in a kiss, he stuck his tongue inside, it was a delicious hot thing in my mouth, tasting of the Pepsi we had at the restaurant, I had Dr. Pepper, wondered if the flavors blended, I sucked on him and his hand was on me again.I couldn't move away being stuck between a wheel and his warm body and his hand explored, then his fingers, I was playing hard to get but he got me and got in me and I squirmed away, red in face, short of breath, and hot in head. "I'm not that kind of girl," I said. "I want to wait." And he drove me home. I went straight to bed but didn't sleep, feeling myself, amazed at my body, so slippery, pushed away my own hand, as I had his, hoping he wasn't mad and would feel me again. I had played hard to get. Now I was ready to be gotten! He called the next day. He was sorry, he said. It won't happen again, he said, and he wanted to see me again, the next weekend, "Well, all right," I was excited.Next weekend was very slow in coming. Despite school and an after school job, many hours passed before my Friday night, We went to a movie and he kissed me good night, I had wanted more. I wanted him to explore my feelings but he just took me home. It was for someone else to help me: At my after school job: my boss, the chemist. He was too old for me. I knew that. He wasn't handsome or a stud, no, he was just my boss. I worked on Saturday and he asked me to help with inventory that night. I got paid by the hour and wanted extra time and was delighted to spend more time at the shop. My boss put out the "closing" sign and we began inventory.Little did he know, but in my mind I was really sexy. I had a full shape even at that age. My boyfriend said I was the sexiest girl in class, and he should know being that he looked at girls all the time! I started wearing more sexy clothes, shorter skirts, didn't button my blouse all the way up, ankle socks and sometimes no knickers, like this "inventory" night. I liked the feeling of secretly being naked underneath, a kind a cat and mouse thing, I was the mouse and the cats were the rest of the world not knowing my little secret. Would they catch me? Up a ladder counting inventory along the chemist's shelves soon revealed my secret. My boss's eyes got big, his face got red, and he got really nice as he looked up at me counting the bottles and things, helping me up the ladder and down. He was touching outside my skirt, against my bottom each time I climbed to count. His hands felt nice and I knew why his face was red."I locked the door," he said. I nodded. Of course he locked it. The store was closed, wasn't it? It was January and there was little light. In fact it was dark and people were home. Both his hands helped me down this time. He took me to the back room for more "inventory" of items that weren't often used. I climbed up one step, he held my hand, "You're very pretty," said this cat with a mouse in sight! Or was he the daddy mouse and I was his little pussy? I climbed another step and his hand was on my leg. "I don't want you to fall, honey," he said. He had never called me that before. I looked to the front door. It was out of sight. He had drawn the curtains of the back room. His hand was up my leg to my crotch, massaging me to the top step. Now I was afraid to come down the ladder. It was like I was sitting on his hand. What a hot hand he had, or was it me, hot on his hand? It didn't take long, we were both hot!"I've got a camera," he said. "A Polaroid. You can see the pictures right away. Stay right there." I heard him fumbling and then saw a flash of light. I looked down at the film he was holding as the photo came into view. My legs and skirt and... Oh, my little butt and hairy pussy. He was right. I was pretty, and sexy, too. "Let me take another," he said. "This time spread your legs a little." "No," I said, shaking my head. "We shouldn't be doing this." "Don't say that you little slut," he said. "You're a pretty girl. Up a ladder showing me your naked cunt," he said. That word, "cunt," was electric. My cunt was a private thing and I only called it that with one or two girlfriends. My boyfriend had felt it, but only once, and here was this man talking about it, Suddenly my knees went weak and I stepped down, he was holding me as I came down, lifting my skirt to my waist, I was bare to my waist and this older man was feeling my butt and my front and lifting my hairs, stretching my little cunt, the skin tightened, it was all dark, and quiet and sexy, these hot strange hands all over my front and back. "Sit on the chair," he demanded. So I sat."I'm taking another picture, feel yourself." I put my hands down to protect my cunt from his prying eyes and his fucking camera! Why that word came to mind I don't know, maybe I felt he would try to fuck me, but he was a photographer, a voyeur, and he took more pictures, I was into it and spread my cunt lips for the lens, rubbed my cunt lips as directed, and I came for him to see and photograph. It was a sexy scene, just a little fingering and I was hot and finished, the photo showed me puffy and wet.Then he went to his knees, to get a better look, he said, but he didn't have eyes in his tongue which was what was checking me out and I came again. all over his mouth. His ears were hot, too, as I held him into me, wouldn't release him as he kept at me, it was a glorious, beautiful thing he did to my body, "I've made you a woman, tonight," he whispered as I came on him and he licked me clean. I wanted him to do it again. It was the best thing in my life that night at the chemist shop.Later he showed me the photographs when we took "inventory" again and I couldn't help getting hot, and getting licked, and having that "coming" state of mind. I wanted my boyfriend to do it to me and was desperate how to get him to do it. My boss kept "our" photos in a box under his desk in the back room.I took out a few and hid them under my blouse on the way out one night, he wouldn't miss them, and I showed them to my boyfriend. He was shocked and I realized I had made a serious mistake, up to that point. He was shocked but also fascinated. He couldn't believe I'd do that and let an old man take pictures up my skirt, [I didn't show him the really good ones!], I could see he was excited by looking at me in photos, that happens to boys, you know. I didn't tell him everything the chemist had done, I still had some secrets. I was shy and wanted my boyfriend to lick my cunt."I want to see you for real," he said."No," I said."Why not?" he asked."Because I'm not that kind of girl." He looked me in the eyes and then kissed me, his hand very assertive. "If you love me," he said. "Let me see your pretty hairy cunt." There was that word again. My private word, when he said it, and I knew he loved me, it made me hot all over, and then he pushed me back on the car seat. Pushing my legs apart he reached under my skirt. "I love you," he said.I resisted but not a lot and his hands went all the way up, "Kiss me," I said and he did. "Not there," I said. He took the hint and went under my skirt like it was nothing, like it was the natural thing, like it is, and his tongue was all over me, licking me up, licking me all up, I shook at the waist and my fingers urging his face into me, "Ooh, Ahh," I gasped for breath. He was better than the chemist. He had a skinny little fucking tongue and fucked me with it, I was bucking at the hip, his hands were at my waist and then left me, I heard him unbuckle and he kissed me on the mouth, It was my first taste of myself, his lips were all wet with me and we were slobbering on each other when he poked at my cunt, his hands were at me with a warm pricking with what he held in his hands.Then he was around my waist and pushing in me. There wasn't room on the seat and I was half on, half off, he lifted me at my waist and darted into my cunt, he was sharp and cutting and hurting and then was inside me. My cunt adjusted, he paused, waiting, I opened my eyes and looked in his, we were alone and in the dark and I felt filled. Our hairs were rubbing, getting wet, and he began fucking me. Now my hands were around him, feeling his butt and his balls were hitting my butt.It was funny; I didn't feel much except friction. Was this all there was? Then the churning and poking and our wet bodies, there, and the dark night came alive and it was all sex and cock and cunt and feelings rose and fell in me, his mouth at mine, no Pepsi flavors, just a swirling tongue and a plunging cock and I came to a dream where my mind was somewhere else, my breath was gone, my flesh melting and the pounding and I relaxed to the pounding, it was a swirl and I had goosebumps and shivers and my legs held him. My body and soul, boiling up. I came on him, churning, came on him more, his head hot on my chest as he fucked into me, again, and hit me hard, I came on his thick cock, thinking scenes of the chemist at my waist, except this was more and more like another place, then he slowed and rested on me, waist to waist, cunt hair to cock hair. Daddy cat had found his pussy.Finally, I caught my breath, we straightened our clothes. I was taking my pictures back to the Boss's desk, hoping he would take more of me. I was sure he would.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 62 |
billyjoe.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/billyjoe.txt | The image of his pretty sister was more than Doug could stand. He began to jack-off. His fifteen-year-old hormones were ragging as Doug watched through the video camera lens as Bettyjoe dried her body after her shower.She was seventeen and her body was more than perfect from her brother's point of view. Doug knew his sister was still a virgin and she would die of embarrassment if she knew someone was observing her in the nude.Using the remote control on the video camera he had mounted in the bathroom they shared, and recorded her nudity, he zoomed in for close up shots on her breast, then down onto the crown of her sex. The light colored red of her pubic hair was like a crown to Doug.As Doug viewed her pubic area, he watched in disbelief as his lovely sister, turned her back toward the camera. Bettyjoe placed her right foot up onto the toilet seat, and bent over at her waist to dry her foot and leg.Wow, her hips are wide open, and her pink ass hole was right in front of him. Pulling the zoom lens back a slight amount, it showed the lips of her pussy too, with just a few hairs alongside the slit. 'Damn! How can I get her to let me have sex with her?' he wondered for the thousandth time.Bettyjoe felt as if someone was watching her. She stood up and looked around the bathroom. But seeing no one in the room with her, she thought she must be going crazy. However, for the past month or so Bettyjoe had felt like eyes were following her around when she was bathing, or even in her bedroom. 'Stop being hyper, and forget those silly thoughts.' She said to herself.She was a virgin and a youth director of her church. Her interest in boys was limited to a few in her church, and none in her high school. The love of her life was the minister's son, Jed. They had become friends during summer church camp and would walk around the lake at the camp holding hands. A few times they had kissed - actually brushed their lips - not a real kiss. A real kiss would come later, Bettyjoe thought, like when they become engaged.Looking in the mirror on the back of the door, Bettyjoe studied her breasts. Moving her hands up to cup them, she wondered why her nipples were still in the puffy shape like the younger girls she saw in the showers at camp? Her fingers moved and caught the end of the pink nipples between them and lightly pinched them.Shutting her eyes, Bettyjoe let her mind wonder what it would be like for Jed to kiss her with real passion and to have his hands play with her breasts as she was doing now? Bettyjoe sat on the toilet seat, spread her legs apart in front of her and took the hand mirror from the shelf in front of her and held it so she could view between her legs.Just a few weeks ago she had discovered the wonders of masturbation. She was certain it was sinful, but she couldn't help herself, and she couldn't ask anyone for advice about such a thing. Especially her minister and assuredly not her mother!'Does Doug masturbate?' Bettyjoe wondered. 'Could I ask him about such a thing? Would he laugh at me and tell his friends?'One thing she did know, was that Doug had seemed to become her friend over the past few weeks, and had told her once, "Sis, if you ever need to ask me something, just ask and maybe we can help each other."*Doug had posed the question to his sister after watching her rub her pussy one evening after a shower and he had fantasized that she was doing it for him and wanted him to watch her.Afterwards, when she had came into his room in her long night-shirt that she wore to bed, he wondered what she would say if he played the tape back of her jacking-off her pussy?She had asked, "Doug, do you have a girlfriend, or someone you like?" As she asked the question, she wondered what a boy might look like with no clothes on.*In the bathroom, just when Bettyjoe was ready to climax, she stopped rubbing her clit. She knew if she didn't have an orgasm, it wasn't sinful, or so she reasoned. Her legs were spread wide and Doug had a perfect view of her body through the lens-finder, but not her pussy as she was seated in a profile to his camera.When she moved to slip on her bathrobe, Doug noted this time she didn't put anything else on. Watching as she left the bathroom, he switched to the camera in her bathroom. Watching closely, he saw Bettyjoe lean back on her bed and pick up a book to read. She pulled her legs back, and rested her feet flat on the bed.With the camera running he decided to walk into his sister's room and see if she would let him do anything, which of course he knew she wouldn't, but he hoped she might consider it since he'd just seem her masturbating, she might still be horny.Knocking on his sister's bedroom door, Doug heard her, "Yes, is that you Doug, come in.""Hi pretty sister. Boy that Jed is sure a lucky guy to have a knockout girlfriend. I hope he's treating you right.""Doug, you're being silly. And Jed and I are only friends, we're not lovers or anything, like you imagine. You goose.""Maybe not, but I wish I could find a girl like you to kiss. Do you kiss him, and tell me the truth." Then Doug added before Bettyjoe could answer, "Tell me what it's like to kiss and maybe let him touch you... like you know... how people in love touch each other intimately.""Doug, you're sweet, but we've only brushed lips together. And I've never been, ever been touched by a boy." Bettyjoe hesitated, then asked her brother, "Have you ever touched yourself? Like, you know what I mean. Like in private when no one is around. And tell me the truth?"This was it! This was what Doug had hoped for, "Sis, you mean like playing with myself, like, well like jacking-off, is that what you mean?" Doug knew his question was direct and if that made his sister actually continued on with this he would make it plain to her that he was interested in her.Just minutes before Doug had watched his sister playing with her pussy. What would she do if he asked her to let him see her nude body? And maybe if she wanted, he would show her how he jacked-off. Yes, he would let her watch as he stroked his cock. And then he might ask her to let him do it to her. Would she tell mom?"Yes Doug, do you play with your thing?""Sometimes I do. But you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone I told you that I jack-off, especially your girlfriends.""What do you do? Like how does a boy do it...? Doug, if... OH heck! Doug I'm embarrassed to ask this, but could you show me what you do? I'm really curious to know."JACKPOT! My virgin sister wants to see me yank my meat!! Boy what will she do next!? Thinking to himself, 'Man, am I glad our parents are away overnight, this couldn't be working out better if I'd planned it. A horny curious sister and no folks to mess things up.Doug knew that he was about to shock his sister but figured it would be better to get it over with quickly. So he pulled his pajama top off and quickly stepped out of the bottoms to stand in front of his sister totally naked."Golly Doug, you're nude, and is that what you call a erection? Wow!"Doug looked at his sister with his heart pounding in his chest and said, "Bettyjoe, are you going to be nude? If I have to be naked so you can see, it only seems fair that you should be too."Her brother's nudity was making Bettyjoe uncomfortable, yet her body was feeling strangely excited. How could she allow her brother to see her naked without violating her religious beliefs? Will Jed know that I let my brother see my body without clothing? What if he found out, would he still love me?Doug's hand had begun stroking his cock and he watched his sister's eyes follow his movements as he stroked up and down on his hard flesh. "Sis, please let me see you without your robe. It'll feel better for me that way.""OH Doug, if I take off robe will you promise never to tell anyone, no one, promise?" "Of course I promise, do you think I'm crazy? Who would I tell something like that to anyway."Bettyjoe moved her hands to the buttons holding her robe shut, and asked, "You won't try anything, will you?" But not waiting for an answer, she unbuttoned her robe but held it shut. "You know the church would disown me if they found out I allowed you to see me nude like this.""Bettyjoe, take it off, I'm about to cum, let me see you as I cum, PLEASE!""Your going to squirt your stuff out?!" This was enough to convince Bettyjoe to let her brother see her body. Knowing she was going to see something so personal, so unusual, she stood up and let the robe drop to her feet. For the first time in her life she was nude in front of a male. Even if it was her younger brother. A man was seeing all of her for the first time, it made her feel light headed!"Oh Bettyjoe! W-will you lay down next to me? Hurry, I'm about to cum. Oh hell! I'm cumming!"Bettyjoe saw the look on her brother's face as she lay down next to him. When he moved his hand out and touched her breast she pulled back but didn't remove his hand away. Then he turned onto his side and he squirted out hot white fluid that landed on her leg and stomach. A large glob of the thick white stuff ran down her stomach and onto her pubic hair.Bettyjoe stared wide-eyes at her brother's cum on her skin. Her body respond and she climaxed as her little brother shot the last of four strings of cum on her. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe, it was all so intense.Before she could move away, Doug pulled her tight against him, and she felt his hot cum leaking from his thing, and smooshing against her lower stomach.From deep within, a fear traveled from her brain, down through her body and settled between her legs. Her legs squeezed tightly together, and before she realized what had happened, she discovered her brother had put his hand between her legs and was feeling her sex."No! OH GOD no Douggie! You can't touch me like that! Take your finger out of me!" Bettyjoe could not believe that her brother was touching her forbidden place centered in the middle of her thighs. Doug had never touched a girl before, but he had read books on how to play with a girl's body, all about foreplay. One thing he knew for sure was to move your finger around inside her cunt, while you thumbed the little button at the top of her opening.Within moments, Doug was sucking on his sister's puffy nipples capping her full breasts. His cock had again become hard, and as he played with his sister, he could feel her body moving beside him. Especially her hips.No matter what she thought, Bettyjoe could not stop her brother from making her body feel good. The feeling she had from her first incredible climax had shown her a need to explore even further the aspects of sex. She knew it couldn't be love, as it was her own brother that was creating these unknown needs in her body. The feelings continued to mount in Bettyjoe's body as Doug sucked on her nipples and licked them with his tongue. His fingers, 'Oh god his fingers,' he was driving her crazy as he probed inside her narrow opening.Gently Doug pushed his sister onto her back and continuing to play with her body and her emotions. Then almost methodically, Doug moved on top of her. He used his legs to separate Bettyjoe's. He was now within reach of getting his first real honest to goodness piece. His cock sought out the wet, warm narrow opening between his sister's soft, smooth legs.Bettyjoe knew what her brother was doing, but the feelings she was getting him were telling her brain to let him do as he wished. At that moment she wanted him no matter what the consequences. She'd never felt like this in her entire life before. But now everything was centered on Doug's next move. Her body tensed.When Dog's cock made contact with her pussy lips and then parted them enough to start his shove into her body, Bettyjoe simply lay still, almost paralyzed with need. Not knowing what to expect, but knowing that whatever happened now, she wanted it. Intense - so intense, Bettyjoe felt her body asking for more as her brother's prick caressed inside her secret opening.Doug could not believe his good fortune and as his first ever attempt to push his cock into a girl's pussy was being done, he moaned out, "Sis, you feel so good, so warm and wet!" Doug had gained about an inch inside his sister's sheath and then he drew back and shoved forward into her even further.As her brother slipped deeper into her body Bettyjoe gasped. There was a sharp pain that brought her to her senses. "No! No Douggie, you must stop! Please take it out, oh god it hurts! STOP! STOP DOUG! NO! GOD IT HURTS SO MUCH, AUGHHHHH!" Bettyjoe cried out as she felt her brother take her virginity and she knew she must stop him. But now it was too late, The fact that she was no longer a virgin would always be obvious now, she knew in that instant that Jed would knew what she'd done. It was too late, what had she done? Stunned, she just lay there under her little brother and allowed him to ride out his emotions.Doug had enjoyed hearing his sister cry out and knew he had just busted her cherry. Her protests just inflamed him and made him pump harder. For two full minutes he thrust his cock in and out of the wet pussy. He knew that her virgin blood was most likely what he was feeling inside her pussy.Then he felt his body tighten and Doug felt his cum rolling up from his nuts, up though his cock and felt it shoot into his sister. He thrust faster feeling her body under his unresisting as he shot load after load deep inside her.For a couple of minutes afterward, Doug lay on top of his sister. Then finally he moved off her, and saw the evidence of her lost cherry.Bettyjoe curled up on her side facing away from Doug and quietly sobbed. She asked repeatedly why he had done this to her, his own sister?Doug looked at her smooth back and felt the afterglow that his orgasm was still rewarding him with. "Bettyjoe, you wanted me to do it. You let me. And you know it felt good and in a little bit we can do it again.""No! Never again Doug. What if I get pregnant!? OH if I'm pregnant I want to die!" Then she sobbed even more as she pondered the idea she may be pregnant - by her own brother!Beatty Joe could have insisted that her brother leave. She could have hit him or yelled at him to make him leave. But when he gently turned her to face him and then as he started to massage her breasts again, Bettyjoe just lay there and let him do it.When Doug was fully hard again Bettyjoe only made a token protest as her brother penetrated her again and thrust away to another orgasm. And in the nights that followed Bettyjoe never really mounted an effective protest. And night after night Doug would visit her in her bedroom and make love to her, until she looked forward to it.When finally it was obvious that she was pregnant Bettyjoe told Doug and she prayed that things would work out somehow, that god would watch out for her and her brother and their baby. Doug on the other hand just kept visiting his sister each night like clockwork, until their parents finally found out.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 34 |
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surprise.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/surprise.txt | This is a true story, although even now, it seems like a wild fantasy come true. Jane and I worked (and still do) for the same organisation, although in different departments. Our paths had crossed several times and she was always very pleasant towards me, but then she was towards everyone. She's one of life's nice people: always smiling, very pretty, dresses nicely but not in a tarty way - just generally nice. She is also 12 years younger than I am and, as I am married and she was engaged to be married, our relationship was nothing more than pleasant towards each other. I don't know how it happened, but a couple of years ago I started being a bit flirty towards her. She'd recently got married and seemed a bit low at work. I had to do a bit more work with her department, which meant talking with her more than usual. It started off with me paying her compliments about her clothes and hair which as always were lovely. I'm sure I'd done this plenty of times before, but for some reason she seemed genuinely pleased with the compliments. This carried on for a few weeks, with the occasional risqué comment from both of us. As I said, I'm 12 years older than her and nothing to write home about, so just put it down to her pleasant nature. Then one day, I needed something that was locked away in another office used as a store and Jane said that she'd take me to get it. We went into the room and I was stood next to her looking at her intently. She looked at me and smiled - a smile that always melted me - and asked what was wrong. I just blurted out that she was a very beautiful woman and that her husband was a very lucky man. She said that I must be daft, but thanked me anyway and kissed me on the cheek. I held her hand and kissed her lightly on the lips, she didn't resist so I put my arms around her and we had a deep, full-blooded kiss.We had to be careful, as there were other people nearby and the risk of being caught was too great, so I got what I had come for and left the office. Jane said goodbye and smiled a lovely twinkly-eyed smile at me. I couldn't believe what had happened and never dreamt that it would develop further than that. Over the next couple of weeks somehow we manage to exchange mobile numbers and began texting each other, very infrequently and very innocently. I knew that very occasionally first thing in the morning she went to a swimming pool near to where we work prior to coming into work. She knew that I liked swimming and out of the blue sent me a text asking if I'd like to go swimming with her the next morning. I was excited by the prospect, but also a bit worried that people that we knew might see us and come to the wrong conclusion which would have caused us both major bother. However, the next morning I left for work earlier than usual and met her just before the swimming pool opened. I was pleased to see that there weren't many other people there that early and that neither of us knew any of those that were. I'd never been to that pool before, so didn't know what to expect. We went into a mixed sex changing area, which had a large array of changing cubicles of varying sizes, along with lockers for our belongings. Jane and I went into nearby cubicles and I felt excited knowing she was nearby, stripping out of her clothes and putting on a swimming costume. I had to be careful, because my cock was twitching at my thoughts and I didn't want to go out in my swimming shorts with a bulge in the front, just in case she thought I was some sort of pervert. I had a thought that if we had adjoining cubicles after we'd been swimming, that I might be able to somehow sneak a peek at her under the large gap at the bottom of the wall panels, but knew that wasn't really going to happen. I heard the door of her cubicle open and gathered my stuff to go out and join her by the lockers. Wow! What a sight. Jane stood in a high-cut one-piece swimming costume that accentuated her long legs and slender body. She had small breasts, but they looked fabulous in the costume and she just looked beautiful. I told her this and she answered that I must be mad and said we should go to the pool. I didn't have a pound coin for the locker, but Jane said there would be room in one of the larger lockers for both of our clothes. After depositing our belongings we went to the pool, showering ourselves off first. This made Jane's costume cling to her skin and she was a bit embarrassed to see me looking at her, especially as her nipples were starting to raise the flimsy material. The pool wasn't very busy, with what appeared to be regular early morning lane swimmers. Jane and I got into the pool and began our swim in adjacent lanes, stopping every now and again in the shallow end to catch our breath, or passing the odd comment as we passed each other. I must admit that I did try and get behind her to try and catch a glimpse of her as she opened her legs during her breast stroke kick, but this proved too difficult and risky. So we carried on swimming up and down until more people started arriving and it was time for us to go and get changed for work. I followed Jane over to the steps and stood behind her as she climbed out, looking at her tight buttocks in her costume, and then followed her to the communal shower area. We kept our costumes on whilst showering our arms and legs and washing our hair. Whilst Jane washed hers and had her eyes closed, I took the opportunity of putting my hands inside my shorts to wash my prick. Afterwards, we went to our joint locker and gathered our clothes. Jane made her way towards a cubicle and I started towards an adjacent one when she shocked me by saying, with a smile on her face, that her cubicle was big enough for both of us. I looked around to see if anyone else was nearby and followed her in before she could change her mind.We put our things on the coat hooks and shelf and Jane stood with her back to me. I took her towel and started to dry her long auburn hair. She leant her head back and made a small moan that indicated that she liked the attention that I was giving her.I just couldn't believe my luck and slowly pulled her straps from her shoulders and down over her arms; peeling the wet costume down to her waist, revealing her small pert breasts and back. I wrapped the towel around her shoulders, covering her back and breasts, rubbing her back and shoulders through the towel to dry her off. She offered no resistance as I did this, but leant back into me, wordlessly inviting me to kiss her head and neck. My hands moved around to her front, so that I could dry her stomach and breasts through the towel. This, along with the kisses to the back and side of her neck, was obviously having and effect on her, and she leant further back into me and purred like a kitten. My hands parted the towel, dropping it to the floor, and moved to feel the naked skin on her flat stomach, slowly moving up to the firmness of her breasts. As I did this she turned her head to the side so that our lips met and we tenderly kissed. My hands moved down to her sides and pulled the swimming costume over her hips and bottom, down her long slender thighs past her knees until she could kick it away from her, leaving her naked in my arms. I was still in my cold, wet trunks, but my prick was swelling more, forcing the wet material to press into her beautiful buttocks. I stroked the front of her thighs and felt them part slightly, which I took as an invite for me to move my hands further up to her pussy. I reached the top of her thighs and felt the edge of her mound, revealing a shaved or partially shaved pussy: something that I absolutely adore, but my wife never does. My fingers moved across towards her lips, where I discovered that Jane had a thin strip of trimmed hair over the top of her mound - wow! Her lips were puffy and I could feel the heat and wetness from them. They parted easily as I ran a finger up and down them, lightly pressing her erect clitoris when I reached the top of her wet slit. By now my prick was straining to break free from my trunks and Jane put her hand around behind her, undoing the draw string and pulling the front of my trunks down before gripping my hot stiff shaft in her warm hand. She slowly wanked her hand up and down my meat, whilst my fingers worked their way slowly into the sopping wetness of her cunt hole. She moved around, so that she was facing the bench in the cubicle, releasing my prick as she did, so that it nestled erect in the valley between her two firm cheeks. She leant forward, placing her hands on the bench and parted her thighs inviting me to fuck her. I bent my knees so that my cock slid down between her buttocks, passing her arse hole before finally touching the wetness of her lips. She pushed herself back towards me as I thrust forward, my knob parting her lips and sliding deep into her tight cunt hole. My cock was harder than it had been for ages and my shaft was being gripped tight by the walls of her cunt, and I could feel the tip of my knob banging against the top of her love canal with each thrust - making her gasp and moan. We couldn't make too much noise, as more and more early morning swimmers were mingling around in the locker area near our cubicle. If they'd looked down to the gap at the bottom of our door, it would have been obvious what was happening and this thought made me both excited and a little nervous of being caught. I continued to fuck her with long slow strokes, pulling my knob out to tease her lips and then sinking back in to the hilt; Jane taking a gasp of breath at every thrust/. We then heard someone enter the adjoining cubicle and paused, my cock buried fully inside her. We stayed like this for what seemed like an eternity, me not daring to move, but her cunt muscles holding my prick tightly, seeming as though it didn't want it to slip out or her. Jane turned slightly to look around at me, her face was flushed and the nipples on her small round breasts were erect and inviting. She whispered for me to pull out of her and sit on the bench. Reluctantly, I pulled my prick out of her, the shaft of it glistening with the juices that coated its length. I moved around in front of her and sat down, getting a sight for the first time of her full nakedness. She supported herself by putting her hands on my shoulders and placed one knee either side of my thighs, positioning her pussy lips directly over the top of my rock hard cock. She sank down onto me impaling herself again with my friendly weapon, whilst I kissed her erect nipples that were now conveniently in front of me. I couldn't believe that the wild, sexy woman that was now fucking me just a few feet away from a complete stranger, separated only by a piece of cubicle wall, was the same prim and proper girl that I'd known all these years. I could see that my cock was giving her as much pleasure as her cunt was giving me, as she kept it deep in her whilst she ground her clit against the shaft. Even though she was stifling her obvious pleasure, she was like a woman possessed. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth lips were swollen. Her face and breasts were flushed red and her nipples were erect, with the aureoles around them bright red. We heard the door of the adjacent cubicle open and the person leaving. There were still people moving around in the locker area, but they were making enough noise so that they wouldn't hear us. Jane took her hands off of my shoulders and put them above her head, grabbing the clothes rail beneath the upper shelf, taking her weight off of me and making her cunt slip slightly away from the base of my prick. She then commenced fucking my prick hard, pulling the bar with her hands and pushing off of the bench with her thighs. With each stroke she got faster and faster, building to an obvious climax for herself and me, making more and more noise so that I was afraid we might be heard, but at the same time not caring a damn what anyone would say. Her small breasts were jiggling around in front of me in time with thrusting and I held them in my hands, squeezing the erect nipples between my fingers. She suddenly let go of the bar and held me tight, kissing me passionately to stifle our moaning as her body went rigid with her orgasm ripping through her. She bucked and bucked on my cock as wave after wave caused her body to tense, finally causing me to lose control and pump spurt after spurt of my hot spunk deep inside her. She stayed on me as she gradually gained control of herself, slowly returning to me. She had the most amazing satisfied smile on her face and her eyes twinkled as she looked at me. We kissed gently as our arms lovingly held each other, both in a moment where nothing else in the world mattered. Finally she moved away from me, my still engorged prick slowly slipping out from her beautiful pussy; spunk dripping out of her open, puffy cunt hole over my thighs, the bench and the floor. We finished drying and dressed, but held each other again before we finally checked to see if it was safe to leave our sanctuary.We walked back to our cars and made our way to work, where I had the biggest grin on my face for the rest of the day. Jane came into our office later in the day and some of the guys that I work with said that she was gorgeous and they'd love to fuck her, but that no one had a chance. If only they knew.This wasn't the last time that we fucked, but it was just so fantastically unexpected, horny, sensual, sexual and exciting that I just had to say something to someone. Maybe I'll tell you more if you didn't find it too self-indulgent and boring.END |
drivehome.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/40/drivehome.txt | I was on my way home from work the other day and had the urge to expose myself again. As it was still light, I decided I should just get my cock and balls out of my fly and keep them there for the rest of the journey even while going through the towns and villages, as my journey home was mainly through the countryside.I was nervous for a lot of the time, especially when vans and buses went the other way. But it did make my erection quite solid. But I got used to it and felt the thrill of it, doubting that anyone noticed anyway.I was even more worried when going through a small town, as the traffic slowed almost to a stand still. I did make an attempt to cover myself a bit with my arm as some people walked past, as I was still very nervous.But once we got moving again I was more comfortable. Out on the open road I made sure my cock stayed nice and hard by giving it a quick stroke every so often. When I was getting close to home I decided to keep going and not go straight home. So I turned off the road I was on and headed into an area of country where I would not know if there was a village or something round the next corner.The idea of not knowing what was coming up was exciting. I passed through a number of small villages and made a huge effort not to cover myself even when I thought I may be about to be seen. I carried on gently stroking my cock while driving, but careful not to let myself cum. As is new it would be a good one, and I did not fancy cleaning the fabric of the seats too much.After a while I had the thought of trying to get my girlfriend involved as she is normally up for some risky sex, so I headed home, on the way I rang a pub about 15 miles from where we live and booked a table for a 9pm meal. Once I had this booked I rang Nicky at home and told here not to start dinner as we were going out tonight.When I got home we started to get ready, Nicky was asking where we were going so I told her, its a country pub so no need to dress up to much.Looking at her wearing a long flowing skirt that buttoned at the front. "You are fine as you are." Nicky gave me a knowing smile and said, "You are up to something."I just grinned back at her.When we left Nicky was still wearing her flowing skirt, and sleeveless blouse and a shawl over her shoulders.We had fooled around in a car when over in New Zealand a year ago so Nicky wasnt completely shocked when I asked her to take off her bra once we had left are village. She then said, "Why."I responded, "Im feeling horny and you did strip in the car in NZ." "There was a darn less cars around in NZ," she said.But still she put her hands behind her lifted her blouse and unclipped her bra. Then did that trick that blokes always hate, pulled her bra off from under her blouse without exposing herself. Grinning as she did so."So playing it like are we," I said. "Go on, give me a peek," I said.At this she looked at me and started undoing the buttons of her blouse and opened it up freeing her breasts from it, then suddenly closing her shawl over them, not really hiding them as the shawl was really more holes than material. Which seemed to make it all the more seductive. She then to my surprise started undoing the buttons on her skirt from the bottom up, but stopped just as it was getting interesting. Then looked at my crutch and leant over, her right breasts falling free from behind the shawl as she did so. By this time I was having trouble driving and was going very slowly not that I cared. She then unzipped my fly and quite roughly pulled my cock and balls free, sparing no care for my pain as I winced as she did so.Then she lift her bum up and pulled her thong off giggling, "Im going to enjoy this evening." She then decided to tease me by dragging her knickers back and forth across my stiffening cock, while playing with her nipple.I ran my left hand up her leg and brushed her fanny gently feeling a small bit of dampness there already, this was going to be a good night I thought, she then pushed my hand away and leant over and started licking my cock. All the time we are driving there were cars passing and neither of us really even noticed thank god none were police. Soon we were getting close to the pub I had to tell Nicky to stop to which she really went to town on my cock before finally stopping leaving me in a bit of a state. We parked in the car park but I had to get my self decent before getting out of the car. All Nicky had to do was do up a few buttons of her blouse and skirt. Once in the pub we found our table and settled in for a nice meal. Sat opposite Nicky I got her to undo a couple of buttons of her blouse and I could get a quick glimpse every so often of her boobs. This kept the excitement up for both. She kept rubbing my crutch with her foot, to see how hard my cock was, and to keep it at least semi hard. Her shawl covered her undone buttons enough so that people couldnt see what I could, apart from our waiter if he thought to look. Which I have to say I think he did. He made sure that he was hovering around checking if everything was ok more than was necessary. I did notice Nicky not making any attempt to cover herself on a couple of occasions, and I had a fairly clear view of her right titty as her blouse gapped and the shawl didnt really cover her up. I could tell that she was enjoying her little display and to think it was me that wanted to flash earlier and started it all.Once we had finished our meal we asked for the bill, our water nearly fell over himself making sure to give the bill to me while trying to look and Nicky who was defiantly making sure he could see her boob that the gap made by the blouse. After we paid, Nicky was doing this slowly as to make sure the waiter was looking as he was still clearing our plates away I had already stood up I noticed that Nicky pushed her chair back a long way and she deliberately swung her legs around off the chair one at a time fairly slowly really. I could tell she was doing this on purpose to make sure that the waiter could get a look up her skirt as I could see she had undone a few of the buttons again so it opened just enough. He almost dropped the plates I am sure of that I almost chuckled to myself. Once we were about to leave I asked Nicky if she wanted to have a drink in the bar before we left to which she agreed. We found a nice couch fairly near the fire and relaxed with a drink, we started talking about the waiter but quietly luckily the bar was fairly empty so no one could over here us. She told me she got a real thrill letting that waiter see her tits and pussy. She told me she could feel the dampness on her leg she was getting that turned on doing it. I told her that her nipples were very erect as well I could see them fairly clearly through the blouse. She just giggled and sipped her drink. Which I could see was having a very relaxing effect on her. After we finished our drinks we left our waiter still watching her and waved as we left.Once in the car park Nicky was getting very daring and started undoing some more of the buttons of her skirt so it was nearly completely undone.She slowed a bit so I was in front the told me to look round at her. I turned back and sore that I could see her perfect strip of pubic hair she keeps in the lights for the car park. The skirt was perfect for flashing I thought, I would remember it for later fun. Once in the car we both laughed. Nicky undid the rest of the buttons of her blouse pulled it off and then just put her shawl round herself so it was not obvious that she did not have a proper top on. She also started undoing my fly even while we were still in the car park being as viscous as her earlier go at doing so, no care how painful it might be for me. But she just laughed, and started rubbing it.I pulled out onto the road but not the direction of home as I thought we could make it a longer ride home. After a short distance I just had to taste her pussy so I reached over and started rubbing her clit as she moved round a bit in her seat to allow me access. I started to work her up nicely as we went along then stuck one finger deep in her pussy pulled it out and sucked it. She then said "thats not fair, now my turn to tease." And quickly moved and started sucking my cock squeezing my balls as she did. I was really glad that I drove an automatic so I could move around a lot and not have to worry about clutch. While she was sucking my cock I was pinching one of her nipples every time she squeezed my balls. But this just seemed to make her so it more. Soon I had to get her to stop before I came and I certainly did not want to do that just yet. I had been heading to some small lakes we have near where we live as I thought she would go for it. As I pulled into the car park she looked up. "Fancy a swim?" I asked.She looked at me and said, "What nude? Here? Why not. But park somewhere a bit hidden at least." I found a good spot, and we got out I went over to her and kissed her my cock still hanging out of my trousers. She was stood there in her shawl and skirt that was wide open. What a site we must have looked. We were giggling as the last time we did this was at Lake Tekapo in New Zealand. We stripped and ran into the water. Damn it was cold. Nicky was shrieking a bit but once we were shoulder deep it was ok. Lucky the lake is a swimming lake so we knew there was nothing to worry about like there is with many of the gravel pits around were we live so we could swim safely. Nicky was clinging to me with her legs around me and my cock squashes against her stomach. We were kissing and really enjoying ourselves. I could feel myself getting hard even though it was as cold as it was. She moved away from me a bit so she could get my cock just where she wanted, right between her legs she gripped me there and started rubbing along it. After a while we were both getting cold so we got out and I got a rug from the boot of the car and we wrapped ourselves up in it together so we could dry off a bit. All the time we were doing this she was keeping my cock hard by slapping it and rubbing it taking no notice of my protests. But in a way it was fun. Once we had dried. Nicky still seemed to be up for more exposure. She said lets go for a walk. The lake is not that big but could take about 15minutes to walk round normally. She rolled up the rug and grabbed my cock and started for the path round. This was not what I expected. "Wait!" I said. "Let me lock the car and hide the keys wouldnt want to get stranded here." She agreed then we walked off down the path, Nicky with the rug rolled up both of us completely naked. Once we had been walking for a while we found a small clearing by the lake with some moon light shining She said "lets sit here for a while" and spread the rug. She laid down and stretch and said "This was a great idea of yours. What made you want to do this tonight" she asked. I sat between her legs looking directly at her pussy and just said, "Well I was horny when I left work and wanted and just felt like flashing." I went on to explain about the drive back from work with my cock out. While rubbing her pussy a bit as she lay there. She laughed at me when I told her about how I feebly tried to cover myself in traffic adding that if she was there she would not have let me cover myself. She told me that she occasionally pulled up her skirt and went out with out knickers on in her car sometimes when she was feeling horny.She told me about a time when she went shopping in a short skirt and no knickers and got a thrill out of it, "Im coming next time," I said. (will write about that when it happens) After a while she moved up and straddled me so I was sat there and she was facing me she lowered her soaking pussy onto my hard cock. But did not move just sat there and kissed me. She then whispered in my ear that someone was walking along. I looked round and sore a couple on the path. She giggled in my ear. And slowly moved up then lowered herself back down on my cock. I looked at her and she was biting her lip to stop herself laughing. But she continued to slowly fuck me as this couple walked past. They came within about 15 feet of us. When they were at the closet point Nicky stopped and just clung to me still impaled on my cock which was throbbing inside her I was so turned on. I was struggling to stop myself coming there and then. They walked past and seemed not to see or hear us. Nicky told me not to cum under any circumstances. I nodded and said that I would try not too.She then got up I could feel the drag of her tight pussy on my cock as it slid out. She then pushed me down on my back and said, "Eat me," and swung her leg over my face so all I could see was her pussy. Never one to refuse, I started lapping away and believe me she was very wet. She made no attempt to give me any pleasure but I was not too worried as I could tell she was really enjoying herself. She was kneeling there in public naked with her arms in the air we my head between her legs licking and nibbling her clit as best I could. After a few minutes there was sudden light and a sound of horns. I tried to stop and get up but Nicky shouted at me to carry on and not to worry as it was just that couple from earlier and had obviously seen us and was just letting us know. I could tell that anyone else around would have been able to see us as there car lights were pointed right as us. They stayed there as did Nicky and I. I guess they were watching us. Soon Nicky was shuddering as she came hard on my face. I lay there panting, "What about me?"She said I would have to wait a bit longer. Then she went into the lake again to cool of. I followed her in. I said, "Do you think they're shagging as well." There lights were still pointed over at us there car appeared to be parked about 50feet from ours as far as I could tell. We got back out of the lake cuddled and dried in the rug again. Then Nicky said, "Come on." I rolled up the blanket and grabbed my arm and we started walking again towards the car. "You know we're going to have to go past them like this. Dont you want to come up with the blanket a bit?""Im not shy and I didnt think you were. So be brave, you like flashing dont you. Now is a good chance to be seen fully." And she just smiled at me. I still had a bit of a semi as I still had not cum yet. We got closer and I could see the couple by there car kissing and groping each other.As we got closer they stopped and whistled at us. I could feel myself blushing but really was enjoying the feeling of knowing that they were looking at me as I walked naked towards them.The man whos name I never got said, "Hope you didnt mind the lights but I could not resist and you didnt stop so what the hell, and it got us going too." Nicky said, "We didnt mind we wondered if you sore us and that kind if gave it away." I could not believe she was so brave. The girl there said, "I guess it's only fair that we give you a quick show. She undressed and stood there for us to see, and told her man to follow suit. How is it that women can just suddenly get so brazen with nudity? He did as he was told and stripped. Then his girlfriend said, "Ive got some work to do," and started giving him a blowjob right there. To my amazement Nicky stood there and watched. It was plain to see she had no intention of going anywhere. Lucky for me it did not take long for the man to cum, his girlfriend was obviously doing a good job. She drank it all down and looked back to see us still there and giggled, "I've never done that with people watching before.""Well, I've never watched it being done," I said. Nicky said, "Come lets leave them to it, I still want to get your cum out of you," and she squeezed my balls fairly hard. We waved goodbye to the other couple and went back to the car. I retrieved my keys and we left flashing out lights and sounding the horn as we left. They waved back ducking behind there car in case anyone else was there. Nicky carried on playing with my cock as I dove back home. As we neared our village I said, "Do you think we should get dressed?""Nope, just drive home," she said in between licking my cock. I was really struggling now desperate to come but trying to hold it. As we neared our house there was lights and cars. I pulled onto our drive, and Nicky said, "Go and open up the house for me." "What! Like this?""Yes, Now!" she said. I looked around and could not see anyone so went or it. I opened the door and saw Nicky getting out of the car as she got close to the house I turned on the outside lights just to give her a dose of her own medicine.Once inside she turned off all the lights and took me to the patio door and knelt down in front of me and gave me the blowjob of my life, but insisted about having the curtains open so anyone looking might just be able to make out what was going on but not be able to see clearly due to the darkness.We had a bath together and fell asleep arm in arm, after the best sex I can remember.I will write about the trip to New Zealand soon and post it soon.Thanks for reading hope it gives some people something to try when they are out in the country.END |
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forced1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/15/forced1.txt | My Wife, Elsa is 18 years younger than I am and was 32 years old at the time. She is a slim Asian lady, good looking and a good wife.I had been married before and often "swung" during my first marriage. Elsa was shy but to please me, despite going red faced at first, would flash her pubes while driving in the car to truckers driving past us. This gave me a thrill and also eventually a thrill to Elsa.Then I introduced another male (A friend of mine named Frank) into our relationship. Elsa just flashed him at first, but after a while went further. It was a dominant male I knew. He wouldn't take no for an answer; Elsa did not intend it to go all the way but Frank just took over and before long had her stripped naked and adopting pose's for him. I think she was to scared of him to refuse and when he laid her down and fucked her that first time she was to humiliated to fight him off.We had several encounters afterwards with Frank and with a few other males. It was a turn on for me, seeing another male fuck her, and also seeing her embarrassment by the situation.**I wont go in to it too much detail, but I did some thing wrong; I broke a law I shouldn't have, but thought I'd just get a fine! In court, I got sentenced to one year in jail. I was sent to Maximum-security jail at first, but after three months there, was transferred to an open prison (Prison farm). It was over crowded and most of the inmates were Black! They seemed to run the jails; the warders never bothered them and were in fact scared of them. The blacks ran protection rings in there and if you fought with one black male all of them would gang up on you.One of my friends (Wayne, a white guy) ran foul of the boss of the blacks, Khan was his name, well Wayne got such a hiding he was sent to hospital and when he was fit, decided to go back to Maximum security jail rather than go through it again. The warders knew who'd done it, but nothing happened.I was still in the dormitory at the time Khan picked on me, he asked for a cigarette, but he took all of my tobacco and papers, I protested and before I knew it was on the ground getting a kicking. A screw turned the corner and saw us, but turned round and walked away!The next day another black (Kevin), started a fight with me for no reason, this time I did give him a good whack, but later that evening a group of them got me in the showers and I ended up with a black eye and bruised balls. Now I was living on the edge with nowhere to go.Visiting was on weekends, open contact visits, people sat in groups or as couples with only one screw watching them, The area was close to 3 acres so you could have a grope and kiss and somewhat more with no problems.When my wife Elsa saw me, she was shocked; she knew what had happened to my friend Wayne. I told her not to worry because I only had a few months to go before parole.After a while I went to get some coffee for us and while I was gone, Khan and a couple of other blacks went over to Elsa, he warned her that I could get hurt, really hurt! But if she smuggled in a carton of smokes at the next visit, he would protect me. She agreed and was told to come early and put them in the back of the gardener's shed on a shelf, the shed was right by the car park visitor's toilets. Also, he told her not to tell me about it, he said that it was their secret.As I came back with the coffee I saw Khan leaving, Elsa told me he had just asked how she was and where she was from. I didn't think anymore about it at the time, Elsa is a pretty Asian, cute, 5' tall and attracts a lot of interest from most men.During the week I was moved to the main block and had to share a cell with a black male. That was OK, but I was nearly opposite Khans cell. I was left alone the following week, but I kept as low a profile as possible. I didn't know it at the time but my personal possessions were not personal, the black that I shared my cell with used to go through my personal stuff while I was away doing my assigned work duty.Elsa was very quiet when she visited me that next weekend. I knew some thing was wrong, She pulled away when I kissed her, but I thought it was just me being in prison that was getting to her. Once she found out that I was OK, she bucked up and was back to her old-self again before she left.The next week, we were sitting down on the grass to talk, some distance from any one else. When Khan and three blacks came and sat with us, he sat in between Elsa and me, and asked if it was OK to join us for a while. I couldn't say no without causing trouble. He'd brought us some cans of coke and was being friendly. He chatted for a while as if he was my best friend, then he asked me to get some more cokes from the fridge in the canteen. I was not too pleased to be treated like a servant, but thought, anything to keep things from getting ugly in front of my wife!I arrived back with the Coke's; Elsa was sitting there, blushing between the blacks.They drank the Cokes I'd brought, chatted some more then they left leaving us in peace. Laying beside her and trying not to look too obvious I slide my hand up Elsa's dress, despite her trying to stop me. I was surprised and pleased to find she had no panties on! I commented about it, thinking she had done it for me. But when I touched her cunt, it was dripping wet. Too wet to be just excitement.She then told me what had been happening over the last two weeks.She told me that Khan had told her to hide some cigarettes in the gardener's shed before visiting time. She had gone there after making sure no one had seen her. But as she went inside Khan had followed her and locked the door behind him.Khan was a big man 6' 9" tall and broad. He calmly told Elsa to undo her top, that he wanted to see her tits. Fearing him she did as he commanded. He stepped up to her and felt her tits and kissed them, which only made him hornier. Next he ordered her to raise her dress, she hesitated, but Khan threatened to hurt me if she didn't do as she was told.She lifted her dress, and he ripped off her panties. Pushing her up against the wall of the shed he fingered her. That's all he did at first, but soon he had his cock out. Elsa was pushed down onto the floor and had to suck his cock. Then he held her down and fucked her. When he was finished he told her to go and not to say a word to me if she wanted me to keep on living. He wouldn't return her panties to her no matter how she pleaded with him.Much the same thing had happened before this visit, but this time she had to strip naked for him in the shed. She had to given him a blowjob and then he fucked her again. Afterward he had wiped her cunt with her panties and took them as a trophy.Elsa said that when Khan had came over to us during the visit, while I was getting the Cokes he had made her show her cunt to the other blacks that were with him. Then let one of them finger her. She said it was only because they saw me coming back that he'd stopped the other two from touching her.She pleaded with me, not to tell Khan that she had told me what had happened to her. She said he had told her that he knew her address from the letters she'd send me, and that he might have her hurt if she told me.I was so angry by what had happen to my baby, but at the same time I found myself strangely turned on by it all. I noticed that Elsa was handling it very well. I asked how she felt? She told me the first time she had been really frightened and very humiliated, but once she found out he was not going to beat her up, she was still shocked, humiliated and embarrassed but she felt that she could take his advances.Just before she left, again she asked me gain, not to say anything to Khan. I remember thinking how helpless I felt, but at the same time the more I thought about my little woman being taken by that huge black man the more turned on I got.At dinner that night, I looked at Khan while we were queuing up, trying to imagine him fucking my little Elsa. That night it was all I could think about. I know that I must have kept my cellmate awake with all the jacking off I did during the night.Over the next few days, the men who hung out with Khan made sly remarks about Elsa (Things like, "Has she got a nice bush?" "Is she as tight as she looks?" and "I bet you can't wait to get home and fuck her brains out, I bet she's a good fuck.") Most of them said that to all the crims, but I knew that they were aware that Khan had fucked my wife and she had been made to flash her cunt to each of them.They were taunting me. One of the bastard's was the one I whacked; a fucking little prick aged about 18 years who's name was Kevin. I was seething and decided to see Khan when he was on his own.I had it all planed out; I thought if he found out that I knew, he would stop! I told him that what he'd done to my wife was rape, but if it stopped now I'd keep my mouth shut.He just laughed at me, then said that he hadn't rape her, that she'd done it willingly. He said that she was the one who went to the shed knowing she'd be getting fucked!In desperation I asked him if he would keep the others out of it, that I didn't want my pretty little wife gangbanged. He looked me in the eye and grinned, "No," he said, "we share what we got around here! You can watch them finger her cunt and watch her take it. If you're a good boy I might let you finger her after the others are done. Now fuck off and don't bother me again fuck face."When I left, I realized I should have kept quiet. I knew he would go out of his way to humiliate us. Now I knew what was going to happen I could only think about my sweet wife and what I'd done.Later that evening, he called me over to his cell, his friends were there watching his TV, he held out Elsa's panty's with his cum stains on them. "Do you recognize these," he asked. He threw them to me, "Keep em, I have these, he held up another pair of her panties," also stained. Fucking black little shit Kevin asked him if he could have my wife's panty's. Khan told me to give him the ones that he'd thrown to me. The shit held them up to his nose, laughing and said, "Fuck man I sure hope she's early next week."I think if I'd a gun right then I would have shot all of them.I was dreading my wife's next visit; I hoped that she wouldn't turn up. As much as I wanted to see her I didn't think that I could take much more of this.On the day, I had mixed feelings, I knew Khan would fuck her before I got to see her, but strangely I was turned on by the thought of it. It discussed me that I had these feelings, but I did, and I waited in breathless anticipation.When at last Elsa and I were able to talk, she said Khan had yelled at her for telling me, then said he'd really hurt me bad if she said anything more to anyone.She had promised him that she would do anything he told her to do. She had worn a dress that buttoned down the front, no bra and now after seeing Khan, no panties. Her faced was flushed, I could tell that she'd had climax. I could always tell by the flush on her cheeks.She gave me the news from home, but within 20 minutes Khan and his friends turned up to put a damper on things. Elsa went bright red as Khan sat down. "Sit down there," he told the others, "You can see a lot better that way."I was sitting next to Elsa. Khan told me to move opposite her and him. I hesitated, but knew that he was in charge so I did as he said."Pull your knees up," he told her, "and spread your legs!"She did as he said."Wider!"I could see the cum running out of her gaping cunt. I knew that she'd cum too, that Khan had cum in her and had brought her off at the same time. I was sick inside, and somehow more excited than I can remember being in a long time.Elsa was red faced; the other blacks had a good look at her cum soaked pussy. That fuckhead Kevin moved to her side, then smiling at me calmly started to finger her cunt in front of everyone. His fingers were soon covered in cum, he wiped them on her dress, the other blacks then had a turn at fingering her while I watched. Khan told us all to move closer in a group, and then told me to finger my wife! Then Kevin sat down next to her, Khan told Elsa to move closer to him and get his cock out, she did as she was told and played with it. Khan watched them for a while then he told one of the others to keep a look out. He told me to lie next to Kevin to block the view of anyone who might look our way. It was like I was in a dream, it was unreal, I was sitting there watching them play with my pretty little wife and I couldn't do a thing about it.Then Kevin had her tits out on show and was kissing them. He gave her love bites around her nipples, while fingering her. Elsa was still stroking his cock as she had been told. I jumped when that fucker Kevin pushed my wife's head down to his erect cock. Khan gripped me and looked threateningly into my eyes. He smiled and pushed me down closer to them so I was only inches from the action.Elsa was nearly choking as he pushed her head hard down on his cock. He was moving her head in his hands, almost masturbating with her, and when he came he held her head there for what seemed like ages, pulling her down hard to his groin sinking deep into her throat. The fucker smiled at me and asked if I was jealous?Finally he released her hair and as she got up I could see that her lips and chin was smeared with his cum. Khan laughed and said, "I told you she gave good head." Kevin looked at me and laughed.Time was getting on, so Elsa fixed herself up the best she could and I walked her to the gate. When I kissed her good bye, we both hesitated then kissed hard and long. All the time I was thinking about Kevin's cock cumming in her mouth only 10 minutes before.After dinner, Khan, sent one of the blacks to bring me to his cell, they were all there.He told me what he had made Elsa do in the shed and that she had cum, "She likes black cock don't she? Did you see the way she sucked Kev's cock. And she swallowed every bit of it. Good thing we're looking after her sex life for you. Kevin gave me two packets of smokes for that blowjob! Well worth it I'd say." Khan said.They were trying to humiliate me. And they were, but also the visions that went through my mind were turning me on at the same time!All week, they stirred me about, telling me what was going to happen during the next visit. Each one of his men had asked Khan if they could get a blowjob from my wife. And Kevin now wanted to fuck her too. He said he would be willing to pay Khan anything.When Elsa went to the shed during the next visit, Khan and Kevin were there waiting for her. Again she had to strip naked, and while Khan fucked her, she sucked Kevin's cock.When Khan finished with my wife it was Kevin's turn to fucked her. After he'd cum in her she dressed then met me in the visitor's yard. She told me what Kevin had done and how he had fucked her really hard and rough. She didn't like him because he took great delight in humiliating her.She said she still had bite marks on her breasts from last weeks visit, caused by Kevin.He wanted to fuck her arse, but Khan had stopped him. He said that would cost another carton of smokes, which Kevin didn't have.This time they left Elsa and I alone for about 40 minutes before they all turned up. They sat down with us and Khan said, "OK Elsa, do your thing!"Elsa, with no hesitation spread her legs wide exposing herself, Khan told me to have a feel of her cunt, and said she was so wet when she saw both of them there, that his cock just slipped in! "I think she was happy to see us!"I fingered her as ordered; she was very wet and full of cum. It even ran down my hand. "Clean her up!" Khan demanded. I used my hankie to wipe at her cunt, Khan who was sitting on the other side of us, felt her. "Ok! Now move away and let the others have a go at her. Sit over there, so you can see your wife perform better then."I did as I was told.They were getting bolder with each visit, her dress was open at the front down to her waist, her tits on display. As luck would have it, most of the people were a long way away and too busy with there visiting to worry about us.The other two blacks got a blowjob from my wife that day while we all huddled round her.Kevin was horny at the sight of all this (as I was) and also got a blowjob from her. I decided to ask Khan, if I could get some head too. Would they cover for me?He thought that was funny. Me asking. "Yeah, Ok," he said after pausing for a minute to think about the irony. "Get round boys let hubby get his."I tried to get beside Elsa, but he pointed to her exposed cunt. Get down there! You wanted a head job, right?. Do it."I refused, I just couldn't lick her cunt with all those black guy's cum running out of it."Do it fucker, do it now!" Khan yelled.I hesitated. Khan grabbed my head by the hair and pushed my face down in to her sloppy cunt. "Now fucking lick it. Don't you want it any more, now that it's had some black cock?"I could smell their cum and her odor, I licked her; she was looking down at me and I knew that she was getting hot; she pushed her cunt to me. The whole situation was so depraved, I just kept thinking about her and the black cocks fucking her, and of both our humiliation at their hands. The next few visits, were much the same. I tried to talk Elsa out of coming any more, but she just said that she was afraid not to. Each time she came Khan and Kevin fucked her in the shed, then the other blacks fingered her in the visitor's compound and they received blowjobs from her too.That fucker Khan even had her the last day I was there. Elsa had come to pick me up at 12 noon just before lunch. But she had to meet him and Kevin in the shed before seeing me. They'd told her that she had to do it or they'd send someone around to our place to get even.This time she had to take it in the cunt and arse. Khan in the cunt and Kevin in the arse, both at the same time. Kevin gave her "love" bites on her tits and around her cunt area, "Just to remind him," he told her.She told me later on the drive home what they had done to her. As soon as I got her home, I took her straight to bed, stripped her naked and just looked at her body. Her cunt and arse were still dripping with cum.I couldn't wait any longer, I just plunged my cock in to the slimy mess and thought of Khan and Kevin who had been fucking her cunt and arse an hour before and all the blowjobs she given over the last few month's. With my frantic pounding Elsa climaxed immediately, and pushed me off and moved down and sucked me dry. I was amazed at how good of a cocksucker she'd become.I had never been able to fuck her in the arse before, but now after what Khan and Kevin had done to her she was quiet willing to let me do it to her.For the next, few months that was all we talked about in bed, with Elsa going over the events in the shed in minuet detail. It was a real turn on for her, and me. Having a dominant black male taking advantage of the situation, then displaying her to his friends for their use and enjoyment. It became a fixation with us; we talked about recreating the situation with another black male and finally decided to advertise in the local swinger magazine. We even got a few replies, but Elsa always backed out each time with an excuse of some kind. Then one-day fate took a hand. I was still on parole and attending session. Elsa had decided to wait outside of the building. To her shock, Khan walked out after having had his meeting and talked to her like an old friend! Once again Khan just took control of the situation. By the time I was done with my meeting with the parole officer he had told Elsa that he would come home with us for a while.I told him, that we had things to do, maybe another time, maybe? But, He insisted, and got into the car beside my wife. Again the fear came flooding back. I went cold. Elsa was very quiet too. Reluctantly, we agreed to take him home with us. I felt humiliated by the fact that Khan had again scared me into letting him use my wife again.As we entered our house I had a cold sensation come over me. I knew what was going to happen and I knew I couldn't stop it! Elsa was red faced and breathing hard with fear, she too knew the situation was out of our control. I sat at the kitchen table, but Khan just asked where the bedroom was, and told Elsa to show him.I followed quietly feeling like I was the intruder here. He sat on the bed, "OK; I want you to strip off, slowly for me Elsa," he said, "no rush!" Elsa looked at me. "Don't worry about him," Khan said.She removed her blouse and skirt, then, hesitated. She just had her bra and panties on andwas about to undo her bra, when Khan told her to stop! "Let him do it," he said. "Get behind her and remove her bra for me."I felt totally humiliated. But I undid her bra, exposing her tits to his view. "Play with them," he told me; "I want her nice and ready for me."I fondled her breast, "OK, now her panties."I slid her panties down her smooth legs, and then removed them. "Finger her," he said.I did. "Pull her open," he said, "is she wet?" he asked?I replied numbly, "Yes she is."He called her over to him. Then started fingered her. "Mmmm yes, very wet," he laughed. He stood up, and then told her to undress him. "You can go and get me a beer," he said to me.I left the bedroom, just as Elsa was removing his trousers. When I returned, he was sitting on the edge of the bed and Elsa was kneeling down between his legs sucking his big black cock. "Don't you knock?" He said.I said nothing, but I could see he was trying to humiliate me some more.He gulped down the beer, then, stood up, Elsa stopped sucking his cock. "Get on that bed and spread your legs wide for me," he told her. His cock was as black as coal even blacker than he was.Elsa did not make eye contact with me; she lay on her back and opened her legs wide for Khan. Just looking at her there, totally exposed and waiting for him to fuck her I got an erection.He finished his beer, threw the can on the floor. Then told me to get another one for after he was done with my wife.This time when I returned I stood at the door (my door) and knocked!"Ok come."I entered, he was on top of Elsa, fucking her. I put the beer down. "Ok," he said, "you can go now."I hesitated."Fuck off asshole, I'll call you when I want something," growled dangerously at me.I left and closed the door...Continued in part 2...If you liked this story, contact the author at: [email protected] - and let him know what you thoughtof my story.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 15 |
etiene.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/etiene.txt | Below are the 8 most recent journal entries recorded in Etienne's Live Journal: Thursday, April 29th, 20048:48 pmPlay time in paradise:This evening Patty came home from work saying she had a surprise. As some of you know, what had been a fantasy for many years quickly turned into a reality after I communicated my secret desires to Patty. Being the thoughtful and giving wife she decided it would be fun for us if she helped me live out the fantasies that had been playing out in my imagination since childhood.After making her dinner and cleaning the table the door bell rang. I ran to answer the door because Patty was on the phone and didn't want to be disturbed. Standing in the doorway was a short but handsome man named Dave. Dave had an average build, a full head of hair worn back in a ponytail.When Patty saw Dave she waived him in without ever breaking away from her telephone conversation. She motioned for Dave to sit on the couch next to her. To my shock, Dave leaned over and kissed Patty on the lips. Though their kiss lasted several seconds I didn't get the feeling that there was much going on between them. Boy was I wrong.Patty made a motion with her hand indicating I should fetch a glass of wine for Dave. When I returned I placed the wine on the table in front of Dave. He took a sip of wine and lit a fat joint the size of my middle finger. I've smoked a lot of pot in my day but this stuff made me feel like I was tripping. When we were all done with the joint, Patty's hand rested on the outside of Dave's pants. He looked at me and instead of a guilty look he just smiled. Still talking to her friend and pretending not to be paying attention to us Patty unbuttoned the top of Dave's pants, undid his zipper and took out what can only be described as a pretty penis. The skin of Dave's penis was soft and slightly tanned as though he hadn't worn a bathing suit while in the sun. Patty held Dave's penis hardly moving her fingers and we all just watched it grow. Dave's penis though average sized when soft grew several inches and was hard and swollen when Patty motioned for me to get closer. Looking at Patty she rolled her tongue across her lips and then motioned for me to lower me head. Patty wanted me to suck Dave's penis while she chatted on the phone. Amazing. I couldn't believe I was going to suck Dave off while Patty just sat there talking on the phone and watching TV. Patty was letting me live out a fantasy I had since childhood.I lowered my lips to Dave's penis and wrapped my mouth around the head. With my right hand I took hold of the base and as though my mouth and hand were attached I began to suck and pump. I must have sucked and pumped Dave's penis for 20 minutes. He grew gradually more relaxed and slowly slid down on the seat of the couch. I could hear Patty describing how I gave head to her friend on the other end of the telephone but I didn't care. The pot had me dazzled and sucking Dave was all I could think of doing. His penis tasted salty and warm and I just sucked away for all I was worth. I could feel Dave slowly stiffen and his hands held my head in place. I knew what was about to happen. Without saying a word, Dave exploded in my mouth filling me with his cream. His cum began dripping out of my mouth but I continued to suck and pump every last drop. When Dave was finished and spent, I realized that Patty had removed her shorts and panties. With my mouth still filled with Dave's cum she motioned me to place my face in her bush. I knew what she wanted me to do. It was a fantasy of mine to transfer another man's cum from my mouth to her pussy. Patty is so great she listened to me when I described my fantasy and actually made an effort to make it come true.I placed my cream filled mouth on her pussy and filled her with Dave's cum while I licked and sucked her clit. It only took a moment or two and Patty was bucking and squeezing her thighs against my ears. I could feel her cum and her juices covered my face.When I was done I leaned back only to see Dave's hard on had returned. Without saying a word he mounted Patty and began pumping her to a second orgasm and then he came. I could see the cum dripping out of Patty's vagina.When Dave was done he stood, dressed and said good-bye. As Dave walked out the door to our apartment, Patty motioned me to do my trick, cleaning out her cunt after another man deposited his spunk. I love Patty. Don't you wish you had a wife like her to make all your dreams cum true? I was finally allowed to masturbate for Patty. Patty told me she likes watching me masturbate and then clean up my spunk. Tonight as she held the cheeks of her ass apart she had me shoot cum on ass hole so that when I licked my cum I also licked her hole. Hummmm... (Comment on this)Tuesday, March 16th, 20046:05 amEarly Morning:I begged for sex last night. I was made to get on my knees while holding my dick in my hand and still I was refused. Patty said it was better that I waited and she wanted to save herself for her friend, Susan that stopped by later in the evening after a long day at work. When Susan arrived she asked why I was still in position with dick in hand and Patty said it was time for me to watch how two women made love and perhaps I would learn something about licking them.I was required to sit at the end of the bed while Patty and Susan talked, toked and sipped wine until they slowly began to kiss and undress each other. First, Susan went down on Patty and the Patty turned around and they 69'd for what seemed forever. As IO watched I unconsciously stroked my member which couldn't be harder. I thought I was going to be excluded for the entire evening when Susan said she would like me to lick her from behind while Patty munched away at her clit. I was only too happy to accommodate. I could taste Susan's juices from hr vagina as I rimmed her and gradually inserted my tongue into her hole. I love the fragrance of a woman's behind and continued with my duties for about 15 minutes when Patty said she wanted me to do her. Just as I started to pull away and move toward Patty I felt Susan's hand hold my head in place and her body went into spasm. She has a powerful orgasm. When the orgasm was at last over, Susan told me to suck Patty's behind as she focused all her attention on satisfying my lovely girl. With both of us focusing all our attention on Patty it only took a few minutes for hr to reach a resounding orgasm. The two women sat back in bed reaching for their wines glasses when Susan observed that it would be fun to watch me pleasure myself. I was told to apply some lotion and finish myself off but that I had to cum in my hand. I didn't know why and thought it was a clean thing but after I came, which didn't take very long, Susan demanded that I lick up my own cum from my hand. Of course I obeyed.I was left with a hard-on in my hand. (2 Comments |Comment on this)Friday, February 20th, 20048:30 pmI've been in the service of my queen:Well, it's been awhile since my last entry. I'm writing because my queen has given me an assignment. I started to grow a beard because I hate shaving. Patty thought that was the worst idea I'd ever had. Patty said, having a beard, even thinking about having a beard, was too macho for me. Patty thought I needed a perspective prescription to get my head straight. My assignment was to accompany her friends to the washroom and drink their urine. Patty said placing my face in the muffs of her friends when they pee'd would help me regain perspective and then I would act as submissive as I am supposed to act. Patty prefers that I wear her underwear around the house and even wear the dresses she buys me at the thrift store.What could I do. Whatever Patty tells me to do I simply can't resist. The first woman that stopped by the house after I was given my assignment was Carol. Carol was a real beauty when she was young but in middle age she gained more than a pound or two. Carol and Patty were chatting for approximately 30 minutes when I heard her call me to join her in the guest bathroom. I instantly knew that Patty had filled Carol in on my new training regime and I put down my work and walked to the bathroom door. Patty watched as I crossed the room and winked when I looked her way.Once we were both inside the bathroom, Carol dropped her shorts and was wearing the nicest pair of lace underwear. Sitting down she leaned against the toilet tank and motioned for me to join her. "I'm ready, Etiene," is all she had to say and I bent down on my knees placing my head between her legs so as to position my mouth near her pussy. A soft golden flow began and I dutifully lapped my tongue along the lips of her vagina. Quite a bit of urine made its way into the bowl but I enjoyed a stomach full. Holding my bushy hair with both hands Carol manipulated my head so my mouth was squarely on her clit. "I want you to suck my feminine juices, Etiene. I know it will help you regain your perspective. Patty said you had been acting too manly." I knew that Carol was a cunnilingus hound because Patty used to have me suck her friends every Tuesday for practice. Patty said sucking her friends every week was like getting a PhD in sexology. I never learned more about sex in college and the women she had me suck said my technique got better every week. Some of the women came to the gatherings after their husbands or boyfriends left a load of jism in the sloppy pussies.Patty thought sucking a used vagina helped correct any mistaken impressions I had about my manliness. I have to confess the best vaginas were the ones that were gooey and filled with cream. I could suck on a cream filled snatch for hours.Well, I have to run. I hear Patty calling me. She has had several friends over this evening and I know that after drinking wine and beer all night they probably have to urinate. The last time a group of Patty's friends were over they made me undress, lie on my back in our oversized tub and one after the other they squatted over me leaving me in a pool of yellow golden liquid. That time Iris plugged the drain so none of their urine would go down the drain. The urine was so warm and soothing it was like taking a warm bath. Maybe I'll be lucky again. Bye for now. (Comment on this)Saturday, January 24th, 200411:31 pmMaking the best of it:Today's assignment was to be available whenever Susan wanted to give me a golden shower. Patty wanted me to feel what Susan's pee felt like as opposed to hers. I enjoy a golden shower almost every morning when we shower. Some times I reach down and fill my cupped hands with her golden fluid and cover myself with her fluids. Other times I simply bend down and Patty aims for my face so her pee can run down my entire body.Susan had never given or received a golden shower and wanted to share the experience. Susan also asked that I lick her clit while she pees. Though most of her pee just flows down the bowl, she manages to get some in my mouth. I can tell what Susan ate during the 8 hours before based on the smell of her urine.Susan has also asked that I shower with her. I'm responsible for making certain her behind is properly washed. As Patty made clear since I was the licking Susan's rear, it was my duty to keep it clean. I was also put in charge of preparing a warm wash cloth to wipe Susan after she poops. Susan prefers that I wipe her and I don't mind. I know my job is to please and I do whatever is required. Susan also prefers that I shave her legs and pussy.Patty said that since I didn't have any obvious artistic talent she thought that I could express my artistic side by raising being a cuckold to an art form. I try, I really do. I know my proper place is to serve. I try to express myself in the way I can by serving. I feel energized whenever I suck Susan's snatch. It is like I'm floating along and with every lick and suck I soar higher. Some women just lie there and spread their legs leaving it to me to take care of them but Susan actually takes control. Susan grinds her pelvis in a way that gets her off. Sometimes I leave my tongue out and she makes me lick her from stem to stern. It is so delightfully tasty. I know her vaginal juices make for the best facial available anywhere. If more men realized how beneficial pussy juice is to maintaining a youthful look, women would spend all their time on their backs, legs spread with a man's head bobbing up and down.Oops, I hear my mistress calling. Must be time to wipe her sweet vagina.I'm so lucky (Comment on this)Friday, January 23rd, 20044:35 pmThe Sissy Page:Susan was visiting last week. She wanted to show us her new HP computer. Just amazing what those things can do. Patty spends very little time searching the web even though she is very technically minded and able to fix most computer problems. Anyway, Susan wanted to show off the speed of her new computer. She flipped open the screen and clicked on Explorer. It was surprising how much faster her computer was than mine. Susan was also here to convince us to join her in a sky diving lesson. Seems jumping out of an airplane has always been her fantasy. Being uncomfortable if not afraid of heights, I commented how dangerous it could be. Susan tilted her head and looking at me dead in the eye said, "Don't be such a sissy." Patty who had been preoccupied looked up and replied, "type 'sissy' as the Google query. Susan quickly complied and in a moment we were all looking at a web page for sissies. The page was run by women who liked to make men more feminine. There were stories and techniques describing the process of turning a man into a sissy.The author of one story wrote about how to gain control of a man. Another was by a woman who secretly placed hormones in her husband's food and manipulated what he wore. She systematically threw away one pair of underwear after another knowing that her husband would not bother to buy replacements. When asked about the underwear shortage, she blamed the washer saying that she, too, had lost underwear and socks. She offered to buy him several new pairs when she went shopping. She returned with silky underwear purchased at a store that specialized in products that appeal to gay men. The underwear was not only silky, they didnt have a front opening.Next the sneaky wife started throwing away the new underwear until one day when her husband complained about not having any underwear she threw him a pair of her own saying that they were basically the same as the ones her had been wearing. After his initial hesitation he eventually gave in. As encouragement for his compliance the wily wife rubbed his penis through the silky underwear so that he would develop positive associations with wearing her panties. The next day the same thing happened. He complained about not having underwear and she threw him a pair of her own. As soon as he put them on, this time without protest, she commented on how turned on she was to see him in womens panties. Then she again began to rub his penis so he would have a positive association with wearing her panties. When his face took on the look of a man in ecstasy, she stopped and told him to get dressed or he would be late for work. Of course he complied.Over the next couple of weeks as she continued to feed him estrogen hormones, she purchased him a few packages of womens underwear and placed them in his drawer. The next morning when he opened the drawer to get dressed, he commented that his wife had filled his drawer with her underwear. "No," she commented, those are yours. You cant keep wearing my underwear or Ill have none to wear myself." She explained that he looked so sexy in silky womens underwear that she couldnt purchase plain white briefs. The woman began to insist that her husband sit while he peed so as not to spray onto the area around the toilet. Of course he complied. She began to paint his toe nails and had his hair cut in a more feminine style. She also insisted that he wear panty hose under his pants. The husband didnt mind because they felt great and had him in a perpetual state of arousal. The hormones made him start to grow breasts and she had him wear a training bra.The web page promised that if a woman subscribed they would learn all the secrets of the other members concerning how the turned their husbands into cuckold sissies. To my amazement, Patty was very interested and said as much to Susan knowing that I was sitting right there. She talked about me as though I werent in the room.In another story a woman described how she trained her husband to suck other mens cum from her snatch. She trained them the way most women seemed to, by a combination of hormones and positive reinforcement. Another woman wrote about her husband becoming so sissified he was content to suck her snatch clean and he also liked using his tongue to clean the dicks of the guys his wife was sleeping with. His wife and her lovers would screw in front of him, often while he completed a domestic chore. When they were done, he would first suck his wifes lovers cock clean and then he would suck his wifes messy pussy. He said he learned to love it and often sucked the cocks of his wifes lovers if they came to visit and she just wasnt in the mood.Patty finished reading and then, almost at once, she and Susan looked back at me. Susan commented that I would be a good sissy and that it wouldnt take too much to make me a full fledged cuckold. Susan stood, took her pants off and then took her panties off exposing her untrimmed muff. Looking at me she said, "take your pants off and put my underwear on, Etiene." I was shocked and didnt know how to reply when Patty spoke up, "go ahead, Etiene, itll be fun." Susan handed me her panties and insisted that before I put them on that I held them to my nose and appreciated the fragrance. I did as I was told when out of no where Susan walks over to Patty, places her hand behind her head and plants an open mouth wet kiss on my wifes lips. Patty didnt move even though she always said she didnt favor girl-girl sex. Not only didnt she protest she seemed to jump right in pulling Susans body close.Susan and Patty had the hottest sex Id ever seen for the next 40 minutes. When they were finally done Patty said, "Etiene gives such a great massage, if you ask him Im sure hell accommodate you." Of course Susan asked and I said yes. I have been trained to give a back rub is as follows. The woman lay on her stomach and I plant my face in the crack of her ass as I massage her shoulders and back. My body is between her legs. I also massage the buttocks which most masseurs overlook. As I rub her, Patty likes me to rim her ass and often pushes her crack up to meet my face. This is her subtle way of telling me to penetrate her ass with my tongue. Tonight she was having me suck Susans ass while I wore her panties. It felt great. At some point in time as I sucked Susans ass and rubbed her back, Patty left the bed. I thought perhaps she went to get something to eat. Instead of food Patty walked back into the room with a strap-on dildo that looked like the real thing. "Etiene is going to like this," Patty whispered. Next Patty applied a dab of lube to my ass and before I knew what was happening she had 6" in me and it felt good. Susan never let me stop sucking her pussy until she enjoyed two more orgasms.The scene has been repeated a number of times since my first introduction to wearing panties and sucking Susans pussy. I also love the feel of a dildo in my Ass. Ive asked Patty if we could have a man to our afternoon get-togethers so I could feel what it is like to have a real penis inside me. Patty agreed to invite a man she knew to make it a foursome. He arrived at our door step two weeks later and the rest will have to wait for the next installment. Right now I have been instructed to masturbate so Patty and Susan can video tape it. Susan handed me a dildo she wanted me to use while I jerk myself off. Life can be so wonderful. (Comment on this)Sunday, January 11th, 20049:00 pmWaiting for you:After a few hours of not being online I've been thinking about my earlier entries. Not much good to anyone it seems. Can't wait for Patty to return to the nest. She knows how to make me happy. I'm a simple man. When the hour is right she simply hands me the massage oil and I know what to do. I head for the microwave and heat the oil for 40 seconds. When I return she has a pipe filled with top quality pot and in a few moments we are both ready, both in a head space right for sex. She places the pipe and lighter on her bedside, switches the digital cable to new age music and rolls over on her stomach. I lie between her legs, my chin at the top of her ass crack and begin to massage. You know the rest if you've read my earlier entries. I want it so bad right now I can picture the act so clearly in my mind. We must have done the same sex act hundreds of times to varying degrees. You'd think it would have grown old by now, so much else has sooner or later. We've talked about the receptiveness of our sex play and both decided not to fix what isn't broken. Sometimes as I rub her mid back, the place she feels the most pain, my face is buried in her crack and my tongue searching for her pussy I feel so turned on I can hardly control myself. My penis rubs against the sheets as I lick her with my tongue and rub her body with my hands. The last few times we had sex this way I could barely wait for her to have an orgasm so I could put myself inside her and explode.In my minds eye I can see her rolling over onto her back after I soften inside her and withdraw. As she rolls over her hand takes hold of my thick hair and pulls my face down to her ample bush. My goo covers the lips of her vagina and I see the swollen lips as my mouth is directed to her waiting pussy. She spreads the lips of her pussy and I know what she wants me to do. As if I abandoned all control, I am licking my cum from her pussy. Each time I imagine this image it takes me that much closer to the real experience. Many times I know her fantasy is to roll me over so another cock can enter her, a warm mouth and tongue is the next best thing or the available thing.I know you guys know what I'm talking about. You enjoy sex, your woman cums or she doesn't but you do. You may have lasted an hour or you may have shot within seconds of being inside and you struggle against your bodies inclination for sleep and feel compelled by your libido's/imagination's desire for more. You want to please her again and the only way your body will allow you to do it: with your tongue. You imagine it is the juice of another lover, that she has been left less than totally satisfied and wants your tongue to do what another cock could not. Some men want a threesome with two women but the reality is that a woman is far better able to take on two men. It does take some calming to accept another man's touch and as a young man the thought of being with two men and a woman scared me away from at least one hopeful encounter. A woman can easily take two men and the feel of one dick in her vagina and another in her rear is as exciting for the men as it is for the woman. The feel of another man's dick rubbing your own with just a thin membrane separating the two rods as they pump and strain is all the pleasure I need. When the woman demands that the men pleasure each other as she looks on nothing could be more erotic especially if the men consider themselves straight. Sometimes I wish patty would bring home some of thee men that I know want to fuck her. She has one of those personalities that invite a sexual response from men. Women also find her strong mindedness attractive and I know at least two of her female friends would like to have sex with her and it is only the small suburban community dynamics that stop it from happening. Patty isn't the young hot chick she once was and despite being 40 lbs. over weight she still possesses a sexuality that few women have. My only hope is that when she brings home another man for fun and frolic she brings home a man that will let me suck him. Do you know what a fluffer is in the horse breeding process? I'd happily be the fluffer getting the male and female sex organs ready for the act. I enjoy the thought of sucking her lover's cock after she is done with it as well as cleaning his residue from her. Just my way of joining in the fun.**Well, that's it for tonight. Time to roll it back, calm down and sleep. Tomorrow is a work day and blogging isn'' an excuse for showing up late. I'd love to hear your response to my entries. What a great opportunity to get out what would otherwise stay bottled up deep inside.*** |
morning.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/morning.txt | Author's Note: I'd really appreciate it if you'd write me an email if you liked this story or any of my other stories. Thanks!***I've got to hurry. My husband has to be up and dressed for work in fifteen minutes. He's still sleeping. I've shut off his alarm. I pull my hair up and twist it a couple times before putting on the tie, not wanting my hair to tickle him. I step on the wrong spot on the floor, the same spot I always step on when doing this, and I freeze as a creak comes from the floor. Shh, gotta be quiet.I sneak over to the bed and I very slowly, very carefully pull the blankets off of him. He's used to this. I'm a blanket hog. He doesn't stir. He's naked. Mmm. I stare at him for just a few moments, looking at his crotch first, but tearing my eyes away to trace the muscles on his chest, his tummy, around to his legs. I shiver. He's perfect. I try to find a good position. I don't want to wake him too early.I decide to do lean over him. It's a method I've used before. No time for foreplay. Gotta do this quick or he'll wake up too quickly. I grab him. It's limp and soft. It feels good regardless. I quickly put my mouth around it and start moving my tongue around it, sucking on it. I feel my suction having an effect. He's getting larger. I feel him stirring. He makes a small noise. His snoring has stopped. I don't know if he's awake yet.He's awake. He clears his throat and puts his hand on my head. "Wow, hon!" is all he can think of to say. I smile as best I can and start sliding my mouth up and down his shaft, as far as I can. It's isn't far. My mouth is small. My hand goes to his shaft and I stroke him as my head moves. I know what he likes. Quick little techniques. My tongue pressing towards the top of my mouth as I suck hard, making my mouth feel very tight. My tongue flat so he can feel all of it against him. Taking my mouth almost off of him so I can play with the head with my tongue. Little techniques I've learned.He likes it. I like it. He's so hard and so smooth and soft, the opposite of the rest of his rough, work-tired body. I hope he cums soon, but he's holding back. I can feel him getting really tense, holding his legs really tight together. I know he's trying not to cum, to make it last. I slow down for a few moments, glancing at the clock. We don't have time to hold back. I speed up my efforts, wanting to feel his cum in my mouth. I feel him tense really hard and his legs move randomly, his hands are in my hair, hurting me a little bit. He's making soft whining noises deep in his throat. He starts to twitch. His cock seems to get a little bigger. He's close. Really close.I pull most of him out of my mouth and continue stroking him with my hand, sucking hard and using the tip of my tongue against him. He cums in my mouth. The first one always startles me. I feel it jet against my tongue. It's salty and thick. Kind of gross, but I like it. He comes off the bed at the hips while he's cumming. His body shakes and his hands are really tight in my hair, yet he's careful not to press my head against him. He knows I hate that. A few more jets and things calm down and I'm left with a twitching cock to clean up. I lick it and kiss it until he pulls me up and kisses me hard, his lips hard against mine, as though trying to show me how grateful he is by the bruising he can apply to my mouth. He pulls away and says, "I love you."I say it back and then it's time for him to get ready for work. He's only got ten minutes before he has to leave the door so he's quick and then he's gone. I'm left alone, horny, and happy. My man's going to have a good day at work. I laugh, feeling good about myself. Maybe I'll hop in the shower before the kids get up and have some fun.*** |
blackbliss.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/blackbliss.txt | I wanted to write to tell you about this marvellous drug my wife and I tried. It was purely experimental and to tell the truth she didn't know I had administered it to her in her coffee, but the result was absolutely astounding and lead the best all round sex session I had ever experienced.It had all started innocently enough when my friend Dr. Jim Amamba told me about his research work on an sexual performance enhancement drugs for women. Jim and I went back years. We had even done our doctoral research in the same field. The fact that I was white and short while Jim was as black as the ace of spades and built like and American footballer made this friendship seem unlikely on the surface but we shared many common interests. I listened as Jim explained to me that the male market for sexual stimulants like Viagra was saturated and the laboratory was developing a female derivative that enhanced women's sexual urges and performance to penetrate into an untapped sector. When Jim had first mentioned it, I had remarked half seriously that my wife was fairly frigid sexually and I for one sure would buy the product. He had raised an embarrassed eyebrow and then changed the subject so I had not persued the conversation any further. A couple of weeks later we were working out at the gym when he had begun awkwardly: "Jim, remember our conversation a couple of weeks ago...""Yeah..." I said encouraging but non-committed. I didn't have a clue what he was talking about but being a pure male I didn't want to let on."The lab is looking for couples to volunteers for the trial of "Bliss", the new sexual drug for women." He managed, half embarrassed.My ears pricked up."And?" I said."I was ..uh... wondering whether you meant what you said the other day. I mean about you and Alice being interested in trying it out." He said."Maybe, what's the catch?" I replied."The drug is totally untested on humans so you would need to try it in steps of 5 milli-grams over a one week period and then write up the results and side effects and check in with me every day. The trial would be totally anonymous of course. To compensate you, we would pay $10,000." He added.I argued a bit, he threw in free supply and then I closed the deal. He gave me some papers to sign and after hesitating, signed then for Alice and returned them to him. The next day I took the drug home and mixed the first dose, 5 milligrams, into her coffee. A big zero. No result. I was angry and I told Jim that his drug was useless. Reluctantly, he told me to go straight to 20mgr, so I went to 30 instead. That night she went wild. No cold shoulder for Jim, oh no, boy oh boy. Alice just couldn't get enough sex. She got me to take her in all her holes, one at the time, including in her arse (she had never asked that before). I came as soon as I had broken her in -- we both came violently. "I need more sex." She kept repeating. "What like a big black rod?" I jested.She groaned in reply, climbed on top of me and rode my cock until she came once more, leaving exhausted after the fourth round. We were at it all night long though and it was fantastic. The next day Jim called me up concerned about the experiment. When he asked how it was going I told him it was a total wash. He sounded very displeased and said with disbelief that it was impossible. "Come and see for yourself!" I replied.He was embarrassed but I managed to talk him in. He hesitated, then reluctantly agreed. He had too much riding on this. He came in early and we had a few beers. What I didn't tell him is that I had mixed up Viagra in his beer...I wanted him to suffer black Bliss while he watched me screw Alice... When Alice got back we had a nice evening and she cooked us a roast. I told her Jim was moving some furniture and that he would crash out on the sofa tonight. She said that wouldn't do, he could use our bed and we would take the sofa bed. He excused himself for the trouble while she prepared him some sheets. He retired early and I helped my wife clear the dishes. I served her the chamomile tea, this time with 40 milligrams just for luck. Fifteen minutes later she was really hot, trying to take my clothes off."Let's sneak up and take a peek at Jim." I suggested.In her daze she just followed me up to our bedroom. Jim was snoring softly."I need you, now." She moaned with eagerness. Her eyes shone with lust as she pushed me onto my back on the bed and she began rubbing her backside against me, her bottom, rubbing against my crotch. She was totally gone, man, and I had the biggest hard on ever. Alice slipped her panties off. She was rubbing her ass into my cock and I knew what she wanted. My cock sprang to attention as she swayed and pumped against me. In no time, I felt her slip a rubber on my cock. I was on my side and she was in front of me looking toward Jim. I felt her adjust her body and slip her pussy on my cock. I let my cock slide into her from the rear and she let out a guttural cry. I began to rub her clit and I could feel her juices flowing. She grabbed her breasts, kneaded them and cried: "Oh yes! Fuck me!"I glanced over to make sure Jim was asleep. He was on his back with his eyes closed. I whispered to Alice that we should go downstairs but she only pushed back harder letting out a little moan. Since she didn't seem concerned, I began to pump back at her. Alice began moaning louder and saying, "Yes. Harder! More." I grabbed her hips and thrust my cock into her. The tightness of her pussy made me tense up and shoot my second load of the night. Alice had her eyes closed and kept pushing back on me begging for more. As I slowed her down I glanced over at Jim and saw Jim's white round eye open wide with surprise and fascination. I could see his hand pump his hard cock under the sheets. As he uncovered them, I realised Jim was sporting the longest hard on I had ever seen, except maybe on a horse, thanks to the Viagra.I leaned forward and asked Alice if she was still horny. "Yes!" she replied with her eyes closed. Out of the blue I said, "Good, Jim wants to fuck you." I grabbed a rubber and threw it to Jim. He was out of his bed and naked in a flash. His hard cock pointed right at Alice's face. I looked at her not sure what he was going to do. All she did was lay there with a sweet smile on her face. She was too sex crazed to really notice him even when Jim came join us, his long thick ebony member sticking out in front of him ready to use. His shadow fell over her and her eyes went wide and she gasped with fear and excitement, yanking back with a start.He drew nearer. His huge black cock was poking forward. It was a good 9 or 10 inches long, as thick as Alice's wrist, and was it was "uncut". Although it was almost fully hard, it still drooped from its sheer size and weight. The thick foreskin was pulled back slightly, revealing most of its thick bulbous head, and a clear drop of pre-cum was slowly oozing out of its half-inch long piss-slit. For a few moments neither of us spoke.My eyes soon turned back to my wife, and in her eyes I saw something. That initial look of shock had gone and was replaced with a look of total fascination. My wife gasped and covered her mouth in shock as Jim opened his legs exposing his incredibly long and thick penis to my young wife's eyes."Is your husband as big as me Alice?"My wife gently shook her head as she stared mouth open at Jim's naked body. "What's that I didn't hear your answer Alice?""No," Alice whispered."Am I a little bigger or much bigger?" he continued.There was silence for a few seconds before Alice in a clear voice said: "Much bigger."Despite it being true these words really cut me. I also noticed that Jim's penis had been growing as he had been asking my wife these questions."Do you want to see me hard? See how much bigger it gets?" he asked my wife. "W-we better stop Jim I'm married," she said weakly."OK Alice we'll stop soon," Shane said as he moved her hand onto his large cock. And what she did next sent ice-cold shivers through my whole body. Her right hand slowly came up from her crotch, and in what seemed like slow motion, she reached for this huge cock. Her eyes darted at me a few times to check my reaction, and I'm sure she didn't see any objection from me. Closer and closer... then she touched it. Encircling her small hand around his shaft, she began to gently caress his cock. She seemed to intimately study it's every detail as she stroked it back and forth, running her slender fingers over every ridge and vein, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the fat black head. It was like a weird courting. A bird prey seduced by the snake. His enormous cock seemed to pulse from the mere touch of Alice's fingers. Not once did she remove her eyes from this stranger's pitch black penis as she grasp it in her hand, feeling it throb from her gentle massaging. It was so easy to see that her repressed sexual desire was slowly taking over, as this strange black manhood seemed to gradually melt away her virtues. But his cock wasn't the only thing that had her undivided attention. Underneath it hung a set of balls that were the size of eggs! Pulling his scrotum into our side, she gently squeezed his huge balls, kneading them, feeling their weight in her hand. "It is magnificent!" She exclaimed. "Oh Harry, if only you had a cock as long, thick and stiff as thisAll of the sudden her curiosity seemed satisfied and a sense or gratification took over. My wife's hand seemed so tiny as it rubbed his balls and growing cock. After just a few seconds of stroking his cock he was seemingly rock hard. Despite my shock I had to admit that he had an incredible cock it must have been at least 10 inches now and so thick like a bat. My wife's small hand was now stroking his long cock with long slow stokes and she was moaning as she was doing so."Do you like touching my cock Alice, what do you think about it?" He asked her. "It's! It's! It's amazing, I can't believe how big it is," she stammered.Her left quickly joined her right, and with a wild, intense look on her face, she began to jack off this stranger off! Stroke by stroke, she pulled on his cock, sliding her beautiful hands down it's full length. And ever so slowly I began to notice that with each stroke, she inched her head closer to the tip of his cock. I knew what she was thinking. She may have wanted to resist it, but I knew she wanted to slip her lips around his black cock. And no sooner than did that thought enter my mind than did she close the distance. She sat up and kissed the tip of his hard prick. Jim moved closer so that she could suck him deeper into her mouth. Jim handed Alice the condom and she tore it open. With one swift motion she moved her mouth to Jim's balls and unrolled the condom on his cock. Jim pushed her down on the bed and knelt at her side as he began sucking on one of her nipples. I watched in awe as she slipped the end of his ebony cock into her mouth, let it slide past her lips, and sink into her warmth. Alice wrapped her lipstick-painted lips around his dick and began to suck him taking as much of his shaft into her mouth as she could, sliding it deep into the back of her throat a few times only to pull it out and slide her tongue down it's length. She began slowly kissing the base of his cock and taking long licks up his long shaft between stokes. "You dirty slut Alice, look at you," he laughed at her. This did not put my wife off but instead just made her go wilder. She was now stroking faster plus she was kissing and licking his cock like a starved woman. Alice pushed her away from his cock; my wife looked at him with a hurt expression. He laughed out loud and with both hands he ripped open my wife's bra and pulled her towards him again. She eagerly went back to his massive rock hard tool.She moved her lips up and down along the length of his shaft, and it began to grow even longer as she sucked him to an enormous erection. Not only did I hear this stranger moaning, but Alice was moaning as well. Of course she couldn't take much more than two-thirds of his cock into her mouth, but she seemed to delight in pulling his foreskin back and sucking on the tip of his cock. Sitting beside her, watching this sight unfold, my hand slipped back between her legs to work on her pussy some more. But she was already there with her right hand, frantically working her fingers over her hairy pussy and rubbing her clit! She must have been wet too, because I could hear the gushing sounds her fingers made as they went in and out of her. Sensing my hand was there to take over, she quickly grasped his cock with both hands again as I plunged my finger into her pussy. And as I slipped my finger inside her, I honestly thought she had lost control of her bladder. She was so fucking wet, her juices were almost to the point of running out of her cunt. I don't think I'd ever felt her that wet before!! Feeling her pussy literally flooded with her natural lubrication, being SO wet, and seeing how intensely she was sucking his cock; all the signs were giving her away. I knew that deep down she wanted to be fucked by this cock. Her mouth would occasionally slip off of his dick, and she would smile at him. About the third time this happened, Jim swung his hips back and forth, slapping his dick against her cheeks. She got it back in her mouth and looked in his eyes as she sucked him. Jim said: "Slut, do you love my black dick?" With his dick still in her mouth, she nodded yes. He asked: "More than your husband's? Because it's thicker? And I know you love it cause it's blacker,"He was pulling and pinching her other nipple so hard I thought he would pull it off. Alice only moaned in pleasure. And as if this stranger was sensing her mood as well, he suddenly withdrew his wet cock from the hole and Alice's grasp. I swear she had the look on her face of that of a kid who had just had her candy stolen. The condom glistened from my wife's saliva. Alice stared at his protected cock for a few seconds before she gingerly reached out for it and grasped it in her hands."Babe, I think he wants to fuck you!" I said."Nooo... I... I can't" she stammered.Thrusting a finger into her sloppy wet pussy I replied, "Uh-huh, but your cunt is giving you away... you know you want that huge cock inside you... filling you up like you've never been filled before!" I continued by adding, "Just think about how good that huge, hot black cock will feel deep inside your pussy!""Nooo.... I can't do this." she moaned in desperation. She looked at me with eyes that were filled with lust, but at the same time eyes begging for me to stop. She put up a feeble struggle as I lifted her skirt up over her waist. "Nooo... I can't do this..." She moaned. But, she didn't resist at all when I turned her onto her back, ass toward the Jim and had her bend over. "Fuck me please. I need to feel that big cock inside me," she begged."Is it bigger then your husband's penis Alice?""You know it is, it's twice as long and twice as thick. Please fuck me!"He laughed and slowly began to push himself into my wife from behind.I placed her hands on my knees allowing her to support herself in this position. Not giving her time to think about it, I quickly pushed her back so that her legs were straddling his cock. And as she moved into position I grasped the huge black cock and pressed it up against her wet crotch centering the helmet of his prick at the entrance of her cunt. I looked at Jim's monster cock, nearly a foot long and as thick as my wrist. I didn't see how it could ever fit into my wife's little body... it would have to stretch her and reach past her navel!She tried to hold back a deep moan, but she couldn't. I then pressed his hot long dark shaft up between her pink pussy lips. She inhaled deeply as she felt his hot, hard cock touch her cunt, poised at the opening of her pussy and that was all I needed from her. Not wasting time, I positioning its huge thick head up between her pussy lips. "Ummmmmmm...... Noooo... PLEASE! No!"Inside her I knew there was a battle going on between her strict morals and her pure sexual lust. But I knew what the outcome of that battle would be. Holding his cock next to her, pressing against her opening I whispered, "Ohhh Baby! Feel that huge black cock next to your cunt... Do it!! Take it inside you!!"That was all it took. I could feel her whole body shudder and I could sense her caving in to her primal craving. She was high on drugs and very horny. Using my index finger, I pushed the end of his cock into her cunt"There baby, here we go, you must feel it opening you up. Savour the feelingShe smiled but her grip on my hand tightened for a moment and her body stiffened as the massive cock spread her cunt-lips and he began to penetrate her. He eagerly pushed forward, and inch by inch, I felt his cock slowly slip up into my wife! She shuddered as she felt the big prick going deeper and deeper. Alice pushed and pushed as if she was having a baby until somehow, that giant purple head of his long dark dong forced it's way into her tiny, distended pussy. My wife let out a small cry, obviously as the huge cock entered her pussy: "Oh, that feels so fucking good stretching my tight white cunt!He turned to me: "What do you think, still so keen to see me to fuck her? Im only about an inch in, you want to try to stop me or do you want to see your fantasy so much that you will take the risk?" He taunted.She stopped half way there and closed her eyes for a moment, getting used to the girth, then once more started to push. Shaking with excitement, I pushed on his arse firmly and was greeted by a scream from my wife as he went deep into her to the root."Oh God!" she squealed. "Hes right, you know, the evil bastard. Im so fertile, especially this week. Make sure he has protection, that he wears a condom. Youve got your wish, I couldnt stop now, I must have a man in me even him but make him be careful.""Tough luck, youd need an army to pull me out of here now. I hate rubbers, they spoil all the fun. If it comes off I think you would make a lovely mother for my kid. Youre not the sort to get rid of it."Her pussy soon widened to accommodate him and she began to relax. I watched spellbound, partly dazzled by the raw beauty of two people in the throes of the sex act, and partly amazed that I was watching someone else fuck my wife - even if, with her approval, I had planned and arranged the whole thing.Alice started bobbing up and down slowly, coating Jim's incredible shaft with her glistening juices. Each time she went down, she managed to take a bit more of it. I was fascinated... never in my life had I seen such a sight! Finally, he pushed the entire length of his black manhood into her cunt in one smooth motion. She was dazed as she cried out in pleasure. His balls slapped against her as the full length of that cock filled her pussy. It was an incredible sensation. She must have been so turned with it real deep in her where her vaginal muscles could grip it all nice and tight. He paused briefly before withdrawing the black pole he had inserted into her! His cock glistened with her moistness. He withdrew almost completely, I could see the crown of that black cock almost come out of her briefly, then he thrust it back into her. Alice groaned loudly in satisfaction as she simultaneously thrust her hips forward to meet his attack. Then he pulled it out quickly and thrust back into her. She was loosing control, moaning in pleasure. And as he slid inside her, I all but had to hold Alice up as she became "one" with him, emitting a deep guttural groan as he entered her. She looked up at me. I could see the lust in her eyes... she was in another world. She reached one hand around the back of my head and pulled my face to hers, kissing me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing... my tiny red-haired wife, no bigger than the average 12-year-old, had just taken a black cock the size of a salami into her pussy... to the hilt, no less. With a sudden twinge, I realized that her tiny pink pussy would quite probably never be the same. He began to hump her furiously and in spite of herself she began to respond, her breathing deepened and she started to make little whimpering sounds. Her arms crept around him and she lifted her lips to his now.Alice gasped: "Oh my GOD! Jim! He's bigger than anything I ever had! Oh shit! Oh my God! You're so fucking big! Oh please! Easy!" Alice spread her legs. Slowly his cock moved in and out of Alice's pussy making little plopping sounds as he took it out. Alice moaned: "Oh yes Jim. Fuck me like that..." Her encouragement was all he needed to pick up the pace. He began to buck, pumping his cock in and out of my wife and she began to push her cunt onto his cock, responding to his thrusts and fucking back at him. Alices hands were on his butt pulling the black cock deeper into with each thrust. He paused briefly before withdrawing the black pole he had inserted into her! His cock glistened with her moistness. He withdrew almost completely, I could see the crown of that black cock almost come out of her briefly, then he thrust it back into her. Alice groaned loudly in satisfaction as she simultaneously thrust her hips forward to meet his attack.Reaching into the front of her blouse, I flipped her bra down, and once again I had the surprise of my life. Maybe it was only the moment, but I swear I'd never felt my wife's nipples so hard and erect! They were literally so hard and so sensitive I knew she didn't want me playing with them so I left them alone. But that didn't stop me from reaching back between her legs to rub her clit. The instant I touched her clit, her head reared back and she let out a deep moan. I was feeling sort of left out, and wanting to be part of the action I decided to help her get off by massaging her clit. And as I did so, I couldn't resist the temptation to move my finger back and feel the thick black cock that was pumping my wife. On the next stroke, I let my middle finger wonder back. And as he took his next stroke, my fingertip rubbed along the underside of his cock. I heard him moan "Yessss!" as I did so, making it obvious he liked the added sensation. It dawned on me that since he was unable to get all of his cock inside Alice's pussy, I assumed he might like a bit of added stimulation, especially at the base of his cock. Reaching back I let my fingers, lubricated with Alice's pussy juices, ride across the base of his cock as he stroked. Once more he moaned in gratitude, and I responded by wrapping my thumb and index finger around the base of his cock and squeezing him tight. It never dawned on me what would be the result of my doing this. As he withdrew on his next stroke, I felt the rim of his condom catch in my grasp. And before I could release my grip, his condom had slid half way down his cock. You would think that as he pushed inside her the next time, it would have slipped back down his cock, but that was not the case. He didn't miss a thrust, and with the next several strokes, I did my best to try and slide it back down his cock. But the more I tried, the more it seemed to work it's way closer to the head of his cock. Then in an instant it slid completely off his cock, was poked up into her cunt for a stroke or two,then I felt his wet, wadded up condom drop into my cupped hand. Alice had no clue as to what happened. I was certainly aware of it, but so was Jim. As he felt his cock, now unsheathed, slide up into Alice's pussy, he moaned.I had every reason in the world to stop everything right then and there and put the rubber back on this guy before continuing. But for some reason I didn't. Instead, I simply sat there holding his discarded rubber and stared at the sight in front of me. Only then did it hit me as to what I was really watching. I was witnessing my wife, performing a filthy sexual act that I would have never dreamed of her doing, not even in my wildest of dreams. She was an honest virgin until our wedding night, and during all the years of our marriage, I know she had never strayed. She was the "textbook" wife and mother, with spotless morals. Yet here she was, in a perverted situation I never imagined her in. I couldn't believe this was the same woman I'd married! I couldn't believe I was seeing her bent over, pressing her full arse and thighs up against a negro. Her face contorted in erotic ecstasy as she was totally lost in the sensation of having her pussy serviced by a huge black cock and doing her best to get his cock deeper inside her.And as I looked on, I made the stark realization as to why I didn't pause their copulating to put his condom back on. As hard as it was to admit it, I was incredibly turned on over the risk of her being impregnated! And the fact that this strange black man had his bare cock inside my wife's unprotected pussy, frothing and pumping his juices in her stretched snatch, and that she was in the most fertile part of her period, it only fuelled my desire beyond imagination. As much as I tried to suppress it I couldn't. In the heat of that instant, all logic and clear thought had vanished from my mind. I yanked HARD on my cock as it was so very clear what I wanted. I wanted Jim to squirt his sperm deep inside my wife, and impregnate her with his black baby!That thought was suddenly interrupted by Alice's heavy, loud moans. Only then did it dawn on me that I had been in sort of a trance, totally unaware of how much time had passed. Sensing she was almost to orgasm, I quickly reached between her legs and began to massage her clit."Oh yes!" Alice cried. "Make me cum, stretch my cunt so that only a black man will do! Watch him David, watch him stretch your wife so wide, that your cock wouldn't touch the sides even if you were allowed in!"The talk combined with the rigorous fucking was exciting me beyond belief, but I hated myself for it, and I was increasing concerned that it was obvious I had lost my wife sexually forever. I was shaken out of my thoughts as my wife began to show all the signs of an oncoming, intense orgasm. Jim sensing her peak ploughed into her clutching hole, withdrawing all the way, and returning balls deep on each stroke. I guessed she had come several times by now.As I lay on the other bed I found I couldn't move. I had never seen two people have sex before, let alone one who was my partner. Time seemed to stand still and all I could do was watch that cock plunge in and out of Alice. Jim's cock glistened in the soft light from Alice's cunt juices. I could smell her pussy, this time not as a participant.Jim put her on her side facing me and entered her from behind. Her legs were closed and I couldn't see his cock go into her. I asked her to lift her leg so I could see her pussy get filled by the cock she was begging for. She lifted a leg back over Jim and I got a clear view of her hungry cunt taking what it wanted. Jim had reached both hands around in front and was squeezing Alice's tits. As she has small ones, Jim's hands completely covered them from view but I could tell he was using as much pressure on them as he could. With this grip on her body he could move her roughly up and down on his cock. She pulled my head towards her and started kissing me deeply and passionately as Jim fucked her silly. Alice was furiously rubbing her clit and she brought herself to a wild orgasm, babbling to herself about fucking and cumming and big nigger cocks. I was entranced to see her respond to this brutal fucking. I leaned and showered kisses onto her as she thrust her tongue into my mouth and gripped us both frantically. Jim could take no more and he too joined her babbling as he said: "Oh fuck Alice. You're making me cum, you little whore! Oh Babe, hear it comes, its good stuff, worth waiting for. So were you, I didnt expect to get this fuck but its the best yet. I'm gonna fill your slutty cunt and give you a black baby! Oh yeah! I want to make you pregnant!"With a last deep thrust he rammed his cock home and came hard and deep into her now well-fucked cunt. Alice was rubbing her clit faster and harder in time with his strokes. He continued with little stabs into her cunt, instinctively trying to get as deep into her as he could. His frantic thrusting induced her climax and her orgasm swept uncontrollably through her. While Alice was in the peak of her orgasm, he delivered one final... almost brutal thrust. With that, I knew that his veined cock had sank up into the depths of my wife's vagina one last time, and hold motionless. I had a split second to think about grabbing his cock and yanking out of her... But I didn't. She shuddered as his sperm pumped between her legs and then spilled out of her overfilled cunt and ran down between her thighs. Jim could feel her cunt pulling at him with strong spasms and contractions, milking him, sucking his strong spunk deep into her in spite of everything she had said. He flooded her womb entrance where the black sperm could get quickly to work to make a kid closed. It was the best time of the month for her to fall for a kid. I was so turned on watching her so wantonly gripped by such forbidden pleasure. I was thrilled to watch her lose control and cum so promiscuously. I watched him pumping in and out of her cunt lips as the wrapped around his big prick so recklessly and saw her cuntal love juice squeezed out of her by his pumping. I stroked her belly and mound as it convulsed in pleasure. I loved her so much. She was so sexy and desirable. Over and over again, Jim's black cock pulsed and ejaculated his sperm inside my wife's pussy, no doubt flooding her 35 yr. old womanhood full of what I knew could result in a black baby. And as he continued to gush inside her, I found myself frantically rubbing her clit, extending her orgasm to mask any sensation she might feel of her being filled with his hot semen. I wouldn't have believed it possible that a guy could cum so much, but for what seemed like a solid 15 seconds, he kept his cock planted deep inside my wife, pumping spurt after spurt of his cum inside her. All of the sudden it was over... quiet except for Alice's heavy breathing. I felt Alice's body relax, and at the same instant I felt a hot, sticky fluid covering my fingers as the stranger withdrew his spent cock from my wife. It ran down her legs and made a huge mess on the sheets, leaving them soiled and soaked. For a moment I watched her lying on her back in all the spunk on the soaking sheets. I wanted to slide my half erect cock right into her pussy up to the base and start pumping it into her. I crawled over to her and she just looked at me and smiled. My wife just had the biggest smile on her face. She looked like a cat that had just swallowed a canary. She said: "Oh God. Hes so good!"She reached behind her and gently stroked Jim's cock as he pulled back from her. When he was soft enough, she leaned back onto me.I pulled my prick out and slid it into her mouth. She smiled and took it deep, sucking and slurping on it. I started to withdraw as I began to cum, knowing she normally hates the taste of cum in her mouth but she sucked me back in deep and licked and swallowed until I was sucked dry. We had sex six more times that evening and each time Jim came like crazy in my wife's private parts. I crawled back into Jim's bed and fell asleep. My last memory was Alice getting rubbed off by Jim while they kissed passionately. In the morning I awoke to Alice crawling in bed with me. Jim had left for a morning basketball game. It seemed that Jim fucked her once again during the night and again in the morning before he left for his game. We talked about what happened. It had never happened before but she said it had always been a fantasy of hers. In fact, she wondered why it took so long for us to do it to her.I began licking out the residue of her lover's cum."I hope you like the taste," my wife said. "Because I am going to be seeing a lot more of Jim in future. She shocked me when she said she wanted to fuck both of us again. The idea of having two guys whenever she wanted them was very appealing to her. She assured me that she loved only me and hoped it wouldn't jeopardize our marriage. I told her it wouldn't. Although we didn't use the drug again after that, especially after Alice forced a confession out of me, Jim still comes over a couple of times a week to service my wife. I had assumed that when he pulled his cock out of her sweet pussy it would all be over and she would still be all mine. I was wrong. She seems to have grown addicted to the black bliss.END |
excitingneighbor.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/73/excitingneighbor.txt | PART 1My wife left me after eight years of marriage. She met a guy where she works and one thing led to another which resulted with her moving out of the house. We didn't have what I would call a bitter divorce. We did part our ways on fairly friendly terms and we still have contact with each other. She isn't one to waste words and when I did ask her what it was he had I didn't, she informed me, "A bigger dick." I am not small having about six inches when hard. I am about average size across, maybe one and a quarter inches. Once she left me, my world seemed as if it had turned upside down, leaving me depressed and unhappy. I really loved her, and still do. Because of this love, I knew she wouldn't be happy with me, so I let her go so she could find her happiness. I guess if it means having a bigger dick to make her happy, I hope her new man in her life has a huge cock on him so he won't go through the pain as what I am experiencing.I don't have to work anymore since I designed and invented a working electronic module which has become widely used in military electronics, which I refuse to get into, making me lots of money. Fortunately, this serious income came into my life shortly after my wife left me, so now all of the money is mine and mine alone. So I spent a lot of time at home, days on end. I would sometimes go out for a weekend, but generally spending most of my time home.The one thing I really liked about this house I live in was the fact the front yard is big enough causing the house to sit back further than the rest of the houses and gives me a fairly small back yard, which was too small to do anything with and big enough there was a potential of interesting capabilities.I thought about how nice it would be to have a hot tub in my back yard, and then I thought about having a gazebo. Then I thought about having the hot tub placed on the ground with the gazebo built around it with the gazebo deck the same height as the top of the hot tub, which is what I ended up having done. I contacted a local house builder and we had an appointment so he can get my plans what I wanted so he could design it. Once I reviewed what he come up with, I liked it, and wrote out the $23,000 check.It was nearly a week later when the contractor finished the job. I was so happy I had it built with plenty of deck space surrounding the hot tub. I had fifteen feet of wooden decking on all sides of the hot tub making a huge gazebo. I was really proud how nice it turned out.My neighbors, Bob and Debbi, and I had always had a good neighbor type relationship. We didn't spend a lot of time together as if we were friends, and yet at the same time, we always enjoyed the times we had together. They also have a daughter by name of Diane, who is about 10 years old, a cute blonde girl with a typical build for girls her age. She has bright blue eyes which appear to sparkle, a captivating feature of hers, which I adored. Although I did, and still do, find Diane to be a beautiful girl, I didn't have any ideas pertaining to her. She is full of life and very adventurous. The contractor mentioned to me to fill the tub with water and to warm it up to 100 degrees, it would be best if I allowed three days for everything. This would be Saturday for it to be completely finished. I came home from the store with some beer and plenty of ground meat, hot dogs, and buns, and all the other stuff I would need. I knew Bob would be in the yard mowing his yard when I came back from the store. Sure enough he was.Pulling into the driveway, I parked my car. Once I got out of the car, I walked over to him saying, "I am going to have a little party tomorrow night in my new gazebo, something like a house warming party. I would like to have you, Debbi, and Diane be there with me, if you don't have any plans.""I don't believe we do. Debbi hasn't mentioned anything, but, let me check with her before I commit us." I appreciated this and informed him that would be great. I mentioned them being there around 8pm. It was late April, so it would be perfect temperatures to use the outside hot tub. A few minutes later my doorbell rang. Bob said they would be here and asked if I needed anything. I informed him I believe I have everything.Being anxious for this party to start, I killed some time making some preparations such as snacks, punch, and other assorted things I guess what would be needed to make this a successful party. I am so proud of this gazebo, having things included such as a big screen, nice sound system, all of which were secured in weatherproof mounts and cabinets, which were finished to meet the rest of the finish work inside the gazebo and hot tub.The night was going to be perfect for the party. I knew the cooler night air would not be so cool it would be cold making the warmer water perfect to relax in. At five minutes before 8pm, the doorbell rang announcing the arrival of my neighbors. I welcomed them inside and offered them seats to make them comfortable while I moved some snacks into the backyard and on the tables I had set up earlier today. Debbi asked if she could help, and when I told her I just finished and thanked her for the offer, I suggested the four of us go outside and make ourselves comfortable. I led the way proudly showing them my new backyard addition. I stepped up to the deck and stepped to the side allowing the neighbors a chance to walk around to check out my gazebo. "WOW!" Bob offered. "This is really something else. I really like it a lot.""It is absolutely beautiful," Diane offered. "It has a lot of ingenious ideas I really like," Debbi added.I thanked them for their most generous comments. I offered them something to eat or drink. Diane didn't surprise me when she said she was really wanting to get inside the hot tub, which I couldn't blame her. Diane was the first to take off her street clothes hiding her one piece swimsuit she had on. She wasted no time stepping into the hot tub. She also wasted no time giving me somewhat of a hard on. Her outfit was made of rather thin white material which clearly showed the outline and indentation of her preteen pussy. I never really looked at a young girl's pussy like that much in my past, but, it was so clearly pronounced even a blind man would have a hard time not seeing it. It looked good!Within the next couple of minutes, all of us were in the hot tub. It felt so good sitting there feeling the nicely very warm water circulating around us. I had extra ports put in the sides of the tub to give more of a uniform circulation and I am glad I did this.Within half an hour, Diane sat up on the lip of the tub facing my direction. She was sitting directly across from me, and when she got comfortable on the outer lip, she spread her legs allowing me a chance to see not only the deep camel toe between her legs, but, the thin material also showed natural skin color making it obvious to me she was completely hairless as well. Well, you can imagine my reaction. I couldn't take my eyes off of her crotch excepting only long enough to look up and see her most beautiful smile written all across her face. Diane returned to the seat along the inner wall of the hot tub a few minutes later. I asked her if the water was too warm for her. "No, it's perfect. It just feels so nice to get out and enjoy the cooler air for a few minutes is all. I'll be bouncing in and out of the water something like a yo-yo." While this was going on, I felt a hand reach into my crotch getting a hand on my cock, stroking it up and down briefly before I felt the hand leave me. With Debbie sitting next to me, I knew it was her hand. "Nice," she whispered to me. This really caught me by surprise for I never thought she was the type of wife who would cheat on her husband.Within 45 minutes, the four of us were out of the tub drying off. Bob ate a couple of sandwiches I made while Debbi and Diane each had one. I offered coffee which Bob and Debbie accepted. I made Diane a hot chocolate and handed it to her. We really enjoyed a very relaxing conversation, nothing of a particular nature, just about everything in general.I noticed Bob looked at the clock, then saying, "I better get home. I need to wake up early tomorrow. Thanks for the nice time," before he hugged his wife and daughter, making his departure immediately afterwards."Where is your restroom?" Diane asked. I gave her the simple directions leaving me alone with Debbi. Just as Diane left the gazebo, Debbi said, "I hope I didn't surprise you earlier. I had a reason to do with you what I did. I have a favor to ask of you." Seeing she had my full attention, Debbi continued, "For the last six months or so, Diane has been asking a lot of questions about sex. Not too long ago, she asked me if I could get her father to have sex with her. You can only imagine my surprise hearing this, something I would have never expected my daughter to ask."I nodded my head silently allowing Debbi to continue. "That night I brought this to Bob's attention. He said he would hurt her considering his size, which I do have to say, his so big, I have to really be ready or it will hurt me as well, so you can imagine what Diane would experience, something I would not want her to go through.""I felt you earlier to know how big you are. And now this brings me to the favor. You are the perfect size for her. You are big enough to give her the feeling every girl wants, to feel full, and yet, not hurt. I need to ask you, before she returns from the restroom, would you teach my daughter everything she wants to know about sex, no matter what it is? If the two of you have real sex, that is expected and you will not have to worry about any criminal charges. Are you interested?""You know how excited I was looking at her sitting on the side of the hot tub. I'd never been with a girl so young before, so I will be very careful not to hurt her.""Thanks. So you will know, she asked me to see if you do this for her, and I agree with her choice. If she comes back asking if we can skinny dip, that is her signal she wants to do things with you. If she doesn't mention skinny dipping, then she isn't feeling as if she is ready. Also, her hymen is like nothing at all. She was born with one so small, her doctor doesn't think she will experience any discomfort and shouldn't even have any mess because of this." I was glad to know this, for I didn't want to hurt her.A moment or two later, Diane rejoined her mother and I. "Mom, can we skinny dip?" Debbi looked at me with a slight smile on her face. "I don't have any problem with that. We better ask Dave. What about it, Dave?" "I don't have any problems with that," I replied."Goody," Diane said, quickly removing her nearly transparent swimsuit, standing in front of me completely nude. I removed my shorts as well. "Why don't the two of you get in the tub before you get cold?" Debbi suggested. Diane made no attempt to keep me from looking at her hairless slit. I made it apparent I was looking at it by not diverting my eyes. While starring at her beautiful hairless pussy, my cock responded by getting fully erect before Diane's and Debbi's eyes, getting the desired look from Diane's face, a smile.Once I got seated in the hot tub, Diane got in the water and made her way towards me. She sat on my lap with her back towards me. I noticed Debbi got in the water sitting across from her daughter and I having an unobstructed view of Diane and I and having a good view of anything we would be doing under the surface of the clear water.Once Diane positioned herself so her butt was sitting on my hard cock, I slowly let my right hand slip below the surface and rest on her right thigh. I moved my hand up and down her thigh slowly, slowly working my way higher and higher on her thigh until I reached my goad... Diane's never fucked virgin preteen pussy.I started to rub the outer edges of her pussy lips before I started to reach a little further towards the center of her labia and rubbing the length of her slit. I spent more time rubbing her clit before working my way down the slit putting some pressure on her virgin vaginal entrance and not enter her vagina with the tip of my finger. Eventually I did spend more time with her vaginal entrance and began putting some of my finger inside her pussy, slowly working my finger deeper and deeper. I finally had my finger completely embedded inside Diane's pussy making me wonder about her hymen. In my own way, I am glad she didn't have a hymen to remove for the pain and the bleeding as a direct result from having it torn in the conventional way. I could hear Diane's breathing becoming deeper and deeper as she breathed harder and harder indicating her level of sexual desire becoming higher and higher as time went by.With her butt sitting directly on my super hard cock, it was becoming painful and uncomfortable, so I slid her butt towards my belly some allowing my cock to spring up between her young thighs. This allowed Debbi and Diane to see my cock fully erect. Diane reached down with both hands and felt it, the first cock her hands would ever feel. She slowly slipped her hands down and back up the full length of my cock. Softly, she whispered to me, "I like it. It feels good in my hands." "You will like the way it will feel inside you as well," I whispered back to her.Her pussy was becoming wetter as I continued fingering her pussy. She seemed to like the tip of my cock more than the hard shaft below the head. She was spreading my pre-cum around the head as if she knew what she was doing, and even at that I could tell she didn't know why for sure what she was doing."Would you like to feel it inside you?" I asked her. "Yes. What do I have to do?""Take hold of it and guide it to the hole between your legs. I will slowly lower you down on it. If I hear something like a whimper, I will hold you still. Is that alright with you?" I asked. Diane nodded her head to confirm she heard me.I put my hands below her butt cheeks and raised her up some. I could feel the pressure in the shaft of my cock as she moved it, so I lowered her butt down. I could feel her labia separate as the pressure on the tip of my cock increased. Slowly, I eased her down allowing me to feel the muscles of the entrance to her pussy began to dilate, allowing my cock head to penetrate her virgin pussy. Ever so slowly, I raised her up and down being careful to not raise her too far allowing the tip of my cock to fall out of the grip her tight pussy had on it. Within ten minutes, she was fully sitting on my lap, fully impaled on my hard cock. For the first time in her life, she had a fully erect man's cock fully embedded in her young pussy.Debbi could plainly see her daughter's spread pussy lips wrapped around my hard cock, and the top of my balls directly beneath her daughter's labia. "How does it feel?" Debbi asked."Oh, Mother. I feel so full. It feels so good to me.""I am so happy for you. Dave was so easy with you." Looking at me, Debbi said, "Thank you, Dave, for being so gentle with her. You made an unpleasant experience for a girl very pleasant."I smiled my reply back to Debbi. Diane's pussy was so tight, I knew I had to hold still for a bit so I wouldn't cum. Being as young as what Diane is, I felt quite sure she didn't start her periods yet. If she did, I would think her mother would say something to me about her periods. Since nothing was said, I felt it would be safe for me to cum inside her young pussy. I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted Diane to enjoy her first fuck before I came inside her.Diane began to move back and forth a little, eventually moving back and forth more and more. She also increased her speed some. I wanted to give her watching mother something to see, so I grabbed Diane, holding her still on my impaled cock, and sat on the edge of my hot tub. With our hips out of the water, Debbi could see everything in detail. Once I released my grip on her daughter's hips, Diane moved again, back and forth, quite fast. I felt a rapid gripping and releasing sensation all throughout the entire length of my cock, hearing Diane sort of groan. Diane was having her first orgasm with a cock buried inside her. This was too much for me, causing me to explode inside Diane's young pussy. I shot several big streams of my warm white semen inside her pussy. I felt as if I was never going to quit shooting my cum inside her extremely tight pussy. Debbi could see my cock swelling and shrinking as my semen shot through the length of my cock and into her daughter's pussy. Debbi left her seat quickly making her way towards us. She wrapped her arms around her cum filled daughter, kissing her and hugging her, saying, "I am so proud of you, Diane. I just wish your father could have been here to see you get your first man inside you and feel his cum splash inside you for the first time."Diane's pussy quit the rapid muscular contractions and sort of went limp on me. Her mother's embrace support Diane from falling off my lap. Eventually Diane slipped her butt further towards my belly causing my spent dick to slip out of her warm wet and tight pussy. This gave Debbi a good view of seeing my spent cum to drip out of her daughter's freshly fucked pussy.Diane appeared to breathe slower and regaining her confidence of becoming self-supporting. Once Debbi was sure her daughter was assured of her own abilities, Debbi relaxed the supporting hug she was giving Diane. Diane reached around her mother hugging Debbi. They ended up kissing each other on the lips. "Thank you, Mother. I appreciate this."Once Diane thanked Debbi for allowing this sexual experience to happen, Diane turned her head around towards my face only to lean forward to kiss me. Once we finished kissing, "And thank you, Dave. It was so beautiful, I would like to do this again."I hugged her back in a loving embrace, saying, "You are very welcome. Are you okay?" I asked. "Never been better."Debbi sensed it was time for her to go home. "I think I am going to go home. Diane, if you want, why don't you spend the night with Dave? I think there are some questions you might have for him, and I think you would like to have some privacy.""Thanks, Mom. I would like that. Hopefully we can do this again before we go to sleep." Looking at me, Diane asked, "Can we, Dave, can we do it again?""I plan on it, Diane. There are some things I want to teach you as well, which all takes time. It will make it more enjoyable for you as well," I told her.Hearing this, Debbi got out of the water. She walked to the table I had used to put the snacks on. Debbi grabbed some paper napkins and then returned to us. She placed the napkins under her daughter's sperm dripping vagina. "Squeeze your legs together and it will hold the napkins in place so you won't make a mess." Diane did as her mother suggested. Debbi dried off once she removed her swimsuit and put on her street clothes. Saying Good night, she made her way home leaving me with her daughter alone, and for the night.Once we were by ourselves, Diane asked, "Did you like me?"I was sitting up by this time, sitting next to her. I reached around her, hugging her tightly to me, softly replying, "You were beautiful, young lady, absolutely beautiful, especially for your first time."I lowered my face to her face, kissing her on the lips as if she were an adult. She opened her mouth some allowing my tongue to enter her tiny mouth. She felt my tongue searching around the inside of her mouth only to put her tongue against mine. As we kissed this way, I began to rub up and down her back in a loving fashion. Eventually I reached towards her flat undeveloped chest, finding her tiny nipples. I was pleasantly surprised to find them erect. I tweaked them and rubbed them making them harder as we continued our kiss.I noticed she was rubbing my arm and shoulder as I was doing this to her. Slowly her left hand made its way to my semi hard cock. With no encouragement, she put her hand around my cock, slowly stroking it causing my cock to begin getting somewhat firmer with her help.I broke our kiss, making my kisses lower and lower, making my way to her flat chest. Finding her hard nipples, I spent a considerable amount of time sucking on her nipples as I began to rub the inside of her legs, slowly rubbing all the way to her crotch being sure I bumped her labia with the back of my hand.I turned my hand so I was rubbing her labia, being sure to concentrate on her small clit. I could feel how hard her tiny clit has become announcing her reviving sexual interest. I slipped my finger back inside her pussy and I couldn't believe how much cum she still had inside her. I was thinking of licking her pussy and then I decided it would be best if I did this either later tonight or tomorrow morning, after we cleaned up once we were finished for the night."That feels so nice, Dave," as I fingered her pussy while sucking on her nipples. "It makes me feel so warm and tingly all over, especially between my legs.""Good. That is what I wanted for you. It tells me you are getting excited. This is called foreplay. There are other things involving foreplay I want to teach you, but, all in good time," I replied.A few minutes later, Diane said, "Dave, I want you inside me now. I want to feel you deep inside me like we did with Mom here."I gently spread her legs after I made sure she was comfortable lying on her back. I eased myself between her spread legs giving her a chance to see my fully revived hard cock. Once I was in position, I grabbed a hold of my cock placing the head against the sperm seeping pussy opening. I pushed gently against her pussy opening only to feel her pussy open immediately with very little resistance, allowing my adult cock to slide all the way to the back of her vagina easily. "Ooh" Diane moaned. "That feels so good like that."Just having cum inside her not no longer than twenty minutes ago, I began to slowly thrust in and out, full length, just barely keeping my cock head inside her opening before I slipped it all the way inside her as far as I can reach. I kept up a steady pace sometimes banging into her harder than others and then being sure I was pushing upwards enough to assure me I was rubbing the base of her clit with the top of my cock. Evidentially I got what I wanted for she began to softly moan. I noticed what appeared to be small beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and the increase of her breathing rate as time went by with me giving her the second time she has been fucked in her life.I felt what appeared to be orgasmic contractions within her vaginal muscles. I speeded up my thrusting, banging into her faster and harder, going as deep as I can, hoping I was not hitting her cervix too hard causing any pain and discomfort. Diane groaned quite loud as her vaginal muscles clamped hard on my cock, trapping me as deep as I could reach inside her. I knew she was having another major orgasm. I felt so good for her.Knowing she was cumming, I kept up my thrusting as fast as I could go, wanting to keep her orgasm ongoing and in hopes of increasing the intensity. Once she recovered she asked me, "Did you cum?"Looking at her eyes, I said, "No, not yet. I don't want to cum yet. I want to enjoy this before I do."Her reply was a beautiful smile as she relaxed her body as she began to explore her feelings of post orgasmic bliss as I continued my thrusting. A short time later, I felt Diane experience her second orgasm with me inside her this time. Once she recovered, she said, "Dave, I am starting to get sore.""Okay." I pulled my hard cock out of her pussy. Just as she was aware of me not being inside her, she said, "No, please, put it back inside me. Let me feel you cum inside me again. I love to feel you cum." I asked her if she was sure, "Yes."I put my cock back inside her. This time I thrust in her going for my own cum. It didn't take long before I blasted another huge load inside her. I collapsed on top of her young body, being sure to use my arms to keep most of my weight off of her small body. I began to believe I was spurting more sperm inside her this time than what I did the first time. My nuts began to hurt at this time, so I knew by this I had enough excitement for the present time and that I need to rest.I leaned down kissing her on the lips as my orgasm reached its peak, shooting life creating sperm inside her underdeveloped womb. I am quite sure I could feel the opening of her preteen cervix around the very tip of my cock. I think I might have fallen asleep briefly for the next thing I know I felt her rubbing her hands up and down my back, softly whispering, "Oh Dave. Oh Dave," over and over again.Diane pulled my head down kissing me feverishly. Judging by the way she kissed me, I felt she was sexually fulfilled for the night. I had to giggle within myself with the thought I might have unleashed the sexual beast within her young body, which I wouldn't mind.I knew there was something I still needed to do before we go to bed. Once I recovered from my massive orgasm inside her, I removed my flaccid penis from with the cum filled tight confines of her preteen pussy and stood up on my knees. I held out both hands as an offer to her. She accepted my offered hands by placing her hands in mine and I picked her up as I stood up. "We still have a couple of things to do before we go to bed."I led her to my bathroom. I placed her on the toilet seat and then I reached into a drawer my ex-wife kept her douche bag. I filled it with warm water and then I hung the rubber bag on the shower curtain rod. I placed the tip of the douche nozzle at her vaginal entrance before I released the clamp on the hose allowing the warm water to shoot out of all the holes along the sides of the nozzle. I eased it inside Diane's cum filled pussy allowing the water to wash all my cum from the insides of her young body. I felt to be sure I wasn't going too deep and yet going deep enough to get it inside her far enough to be sure all my cum was washed out. The bag finally ran out of water, so I removed the nozzle and removed the douche bag from the shower curtain rod and placed the entire until in the sink. I used a soft towel to gently dry her labia. For the first time I was able to see her labia. I couldn't believe how red and swollen her labia was. I nearly felt bad for her. I turned on the shower water and adjusted the water temperature so it would be warm and comfortable for the both of us. We stepped into the shower and I washed her satisfied body. Once I finished washing her, Diane picked up the bar of soap and began to wash my entire body, including my anal area.When we finished our showers and dried each other off, we went to my bedroom. I pulled the bedding back and invited her to join me in my bed which she gladly accepted. Once we were comfortable, we quickly went to sleep.I woke up when I felt the bed shake around a bit. She noticed I had my eyes open somewhat saying she had to go to the bathroom. She climbed over the top of me quickly making her way to the bathroom. I heard the rush of pee splashing against the porcelain of the toilet and I heard her unroll some toilet paper to wipe herself with. When I heard the sound of her flushing the toilet, she returned to the bed only to quickly climb over me again, getting under the blanket and cuddle up against me, her back against my stomach and thighs. I realized how nice it was to have a female in my bed again, the first time since my now ex-wife left me. I went back to sleep shortly after us getting comfortable again.I woke up a short time later. Reaching out for her, I was startled to not feel Diane in bed next to me. As I sat up looking around the bedroom to see if she was here with me or not, I first noticed the smell of fresh coffee. I knew by this she was in the kitchen and made me a pot of coffee. Getting up, I went to the bathroom and then slipped into my robe before making my way to the kitchen.Once inside the kitchen, Diane was sitting at the dinner table completely nude. "I guess I better get you something to wear," I suggested. "No, please don't," she replied. "I want to be nude for you. I want you to take me whenever you want, Dave. If you want me now, I want you to take me now.""Aren't you sore down there?" I asked, concerned about her well-being."Of course I am. I never had anything inside me at all other than my finger until last night, and then you had me twice. I think I would have a problem if I wasn't sore," she said, complete with a sexy giggle after saying what she said. I had to agree with her, but, even at that, I was still surprised with her response. I thought it was very nice of her to offer herself to me to take care of my lust any time I want her body.I chose the chair next to her. Once I got comfortable, she climbed over my legs and sat on my lap facing me. She leaned forward hugging me, "Thank you for last night, Dave. I really enjoyed it. I also appreciated how gentle you were with me. No matter whatever happens, I will always remember how good you were to me." I hugged her to me saying, "I will always remember last night myself. You have no idea how excited I was because of you." Reliving some of the events that happened last night in my mind caused my cock to firm up some.I finished my first cup of coffee. Diane noticed this and quickly dismounted my lap only to refill my cup. Once she put the coffee cup on the table, she resumed her seat in her chair next to mine. Sitting somewhat spread legged, I noticed her labia was still swollen and some of her redness has disappeared. Her pussy looked so good that once again I got a full erection, sticking up out of the robe I had on. "You like looking at me, don't you?" How could I deny that with a hard cock sticking up like I had. "Yes, I do, very much. You are so beautiful." She reached down only to slide her finger up and down her hairless slit. Not one to miss out on an opportunity like this, I wrapped my fingers around the shaft of my cock only to slide my hand up and down, stroking myself as I watched this young beauty. When she pushed her middle finger inside her tight hole, I lost, spraying my seed all over my robe. Her eyes widened when she watched my fertile sperm shoot out of the head of my cock. She felt it a couple of times deep within her tiny body. This is the first time she ever saw it shoot. I could tell by looking at her she was excited to see for the first time what she would have felt providing it was within her pussy. "That's nice," she offered. I noticed then how her body shuddered a little indicating she had an orgasm herself.It was at this time the doorbell rang. I looked out through the window only to see Debbi standing outside the door. For some reason this excited me knowing Debbi may want to see how things went last night. I like Debbi very much and she was a definite turn on to look at and to dream about, sexually speaking. I made no attempt to clean the fresh cum off my robe knowing she has to see it. I opened the door to invite her inside and the first thing I noticed was her smile when she was looking directly at the cum on my robe. "Did I interrupt anything?" she asked. "No, in fact, we just finished," I replied, causing her to say, "Yes, I can see that." She smiled at me giving me the feeling she totally agreed with what was happening with her daughter, which I welcomed.She made her way to the kitchen, seeing her daughter sitting with her legs still spread, getting a nice view of her swollen labia. "Morning, Diane. From what I can see, you had a nice night last night.""Yes, we did. He filled me twice last night including the time at the hot tub. I love to feel him squirt inside me, Mom. It makes me feel so good.""You are just like me. I am happy for you." Pausing briefly, Debbi asked, "So, is he teaching you anything?""Yes, after the second time last night, he put a white tube inside me and washed me out. That felt good as well, and then after that we had a shower, went to bed and went to sleep.""He taught you how to douche, honey." Looking at me, Debbi said, "I don't know how you thought about douching her, but, I am glad you did. That is something all girls should know about. I think I made an excellent choice having you teach her. I really like and appreciate what you have taught her up to this point. But, as you know, there are a lot of things a girl should know about how to please her man, and this is what I expect you to teach her. For being with her one night, I think you are progressing very well and I strongly encourage you to continue doing so."Hearing this, I thanked Debbi for her comments, then adding, "I think today I will give her some instruction on oral sex. I think this is something she will enjoy as well, especially receiving it, learning what it is like for her to receive oral sex and to learn what to expect for in the future.""Yes, good plan." Pausing briefly, she added, "Let me know if I can help in any way."Wanting to feel at least Debbi's mouth on my cock if I wasn't going to be able to feel her pussy, I thought for a moment. "You know, I think there is something you can do for her. Let her practice on one of your fingers so she can get a woman's technique, and then she can try it on me. What you think about that?" I asked."That sounds good," Debbi said. Turning towards Diane, she said, "Diane, I am going to put one of your fingers in your mouth. I am going to do things with it that I want you to pay attention to. Just imagine your finger is Dave's penis. Then you'll understand what I am trying to get at, okay?" Debbi asked. "I believe so, Mom."Reaching for Diane's hand, she extended Diane's thumb and placed it in her mouth. She moved her mouth up and down, and then licked the thumb, and then reinserted it in her mouth as she moved her tongue around the thumb nail as if it were my cock. She did this for a few minutes.Holding out her hand, Debbi had her daughter do the same thing to her thumb as Debbi did to Diane's thumb. "You have the right idea, Diane," Debbi said with a praising tone of voice. Looking at me, I know she was wanting to have Diane try on a real penis. Who am I to argue with this? I asked myself."Dave, would you allow us to try this on you? I would like you to evaluate her ministrations if you would, please," Debbi suggested. "You bet, I would be most happy to," I replied. "I can bet," Debbi said bringing a laugh from all of us.PART 2Diane had a look of being nervous going down on me for her first time. "Just remember what I did to your thumb and don't use your teeth," Debbi reminded her, as I scooted forward a little on my chair and opening my robe to fully expose myself to both Diane and her mother.Diane slipped out of her chair only to remain on her knees. Turning slightly to face me, she moved in my direction. She grabbed my semi hard pecker and looked at it very closely before she leaned forward licking the very tip of my cock. She did this for a couple of minutes before opening her mouth as far as she could before taking as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. She moved her head up and down very fast as if she was in a race against time to make me cum. "Slow down, Diane. Slow down and enjoy the taste and the texture. Remember, all you want to do is to be sure he is as hard as he is going to get so he can get back inside you." Debbi seemed like she would make an excellent coach with the way she verbally instructed her daughter.Watching Diane, Debbi knew she was too nervous or afraid of hurting me with her teeth. "Diane, let me show you something." Diane removed her mouth from my cock and then Debbi started to lick the shaft of my cock and cock head for a couple of minutes before she put my cock inside her mouth. Slowly she moved her head up and down slowly as if she was really enjoying everything she was doing to me. I knew this was not the first time Debbi sucked cock. She had me ready to cum in a matter of no time. I was quite glad she stopped to let Diane try it some more.Diane did an excellent job this time. She had my nuts churning within a minute or two. "Debbi," I said, "I don't know how much longer I am going to be able to hold it.""Diane, you better stop. There is something I need to tell you about." Once Debbi knew she had her daughter's attention, Debbi said, "You know what it looked like just before I got here, Dave spurting his seed on his robe?" Seeing her daughter nod her head, Debbie continued saying, "Well, he needs to stop or else he is going to do that again, and most likely he will shoot it in your mouth. You don't have to let him cum in your mouth even though all the guys like that. It doesn't taste bad and it does have a flavor that is hard to describe. You will most likely like the taste."Asking her mother what happens if she were to stop completely, would I experience any pain or discomfort, Debbi answered by saying, "No, but, he will have his batteries fully charged and will want to find a way to release his excitement."Hearing this, Diane put her mouth back over my cock head, giving me idea she was wanting me to cum in her mouth, judging by the way she concentrated her ministrations to my cock. I knew I was going to cum any time so I said, "Diane, I am going to cum now." Diane looked up at me saying, "I want you to. I want to taste you," she said as she lowered her mouth over my cock once again. Looking at Debbi's eyes, I lost all control, feeling my sperm shooting through the shaft of my excited cock. The first spurt splashed the back of Diane's throat. She quickly moved her head back leaving only the tip of my cock head between her lips, gently sucking my cum out of my cock as it surged out of it. I couldn't believe how hard I came.It was a very intense orgasm I had. For some unknown reason, I never lost my hardness. Diane kept licking and sucking my still hard cock wondering if she should keep going. I knew by now her mouth muscles had to be getting tired, so I placed my hands on both sides of Diane's head, pulling her face off my cock. "That was beautiful, Diane. Thank you," I offered.Diane looked up at me with her face beaming her beautiful smile. "It didn't taste too bad at all, Dave. I don't know for sure if I liked it or not, but, I wouldn't mind if you did that to me again," Diane said.Now it was my time to eat her hairless pussy. In my chair would not be too good for me, causing me to have my head at a very acute angle, so I stood up holding out my hands. Diane accepted my hands and I pulled her to her feet. Once she was standing firm, I offered my hand to Debbi. The three of us walked into my living room where I had Diane lay back on the couch. Diane gladly lay back on the couch spreading her legs giving me a good view of what appeared to be a wet pussy. I slowly licked around her tiny belly button while I began to rub her legs as I did earlier this morning. I quickly found her pussy and began to finger her wet hole, glad she was so slippery and hot. I knew I didn't want to spend too much time with my fingers, so I started to move my face lower and lower.Once I reached her labia, I gently slid the tip of my tongue up and down her tight seam between her vaginal lips. I searched for her small clit and once I found it, I eased the tip of my tongue over the top of it, gently rolling the hood covering her clit from side to side increasing the sensations she was now experiencing. Immediately Diane began to moan, rocking her hips back and forth, up and down, as I tried to lick her as best I could. Once I reached her vaginal opening with my tongue, I slipped as much tongue inside her as I could. I knew she liked this because her legs clamped around the sides of my head holding me tightly against her crotch. I couldn't move my head, so I continued to move my tongue to keep her very strong orgasm going as long as I could make it. She must have liked what I was doing to her for she never eased her grip on my head, mashing her pubes into my face, screaming as she shook all over, her complete body trembling as if she was extremely cold. "Thanks, Dave. I liked the way you did that to her.""Thank you, Debbi, I appreciate that. Too bad you are married," I said for no obvious reason, and once I said it I had hoped I didn't say the wrong thing to her.Debbi removed her shorts she had on. It became apparent she was not wearing any underwear exposing her very lightly tightly trimmed pussy. I could easily see her glistening pussy lips and all the moisture between them, along with her enlarged clit. She leaned back on the couch facing her daughter from the opposite end of the couch. She spread her legs giving me an open invitation which I gladly accepted. I put my hands on her knees and wasted no time getting my face between her spread thighs. I placed my mouth over her labia and moved my tongue up and down, concentrating on her clit for a while before lowering my tongue to fuck her juicy pussy with my tongue, and then returned to her clit once again. Doing this several times, she quickly rewarded me with her womanly juices flooding inside my mouth. I couldn't believe how good she tasted as she came in my mouth. She also screamed as her body trembled uncontrollably, just as her daughter had done a few minutes ago."Dave, I want you in my mouth. I want to taste why my daughter is getting from you," Debbi said. I walked up behind her head and leaned forward bringing my cock closer to her mouth. Debbi sucked me as if she was on a mission. Keeping her legs spread, I took it as an invitation to resume eating her succulent pussy, so I leaned way down burying my face between her legs, ending up in a 69 position. I gladly ate Debbi's pussy as she sucked my cock. Removing her mouth from my cock, Debbi said, "I want it in my mouth, Dave, in my mouth," before putting my cock back inside her sucking mouth.As I felt her legs beginning to twitch some announcing her forthcoming orgasm, I felt my nuts began to build up announcing my soon approaching orgasm as well. Just as I felt my release begin, I felt Debbi's body convulse and shake. We came together, me flooding her mouth with my fertile sperm while she drowned me with her flooding female juices which I devoured as much as I could.Once we recovered from our intense orgasms, I got up from Debbi's crotch, standing on wobbly knees. I sat between the mother and daughter, gently rubbing both of their lower legs since both sets of feet were resting against my thighs. Looking at Diane, Debbi said, "So you will know, your father has been very permissive regarding what is going on here. In fact, it was somewhat his idea, and that is why I talked to you about having somebody teach you sex, both physically and emotionally.""Your father says he expects me to have sex with Dave to show you different things, and I can make Dave cum as well as you, just as long as Dave doesn't cum inside me eliminating any chance of me getting pregnant." Diane's response was a full face smile, which became something like a trademark with Diane."Mom, I do have a question for you. How long can I continue to have sex with Dave?""I knew this was going to come up sooner or later, so you will know, your father says you can continue to have sex with Dave whenever you two want to have sex. Your father's goal is to be able to have full intercourse with you some day. He is so big, I know it is going to be a while before your vagina will be big enough to accept his huge fat penis inside you," Debbi explained."Also, your father is very pleased with Dave. He knows about the two of you having sex soon after he left for the house last night. He was somewhat envious and jealous of Dave and you, and yet he was completely understanding when I told him what I watched the two of you do, with you accepting a real penis inside you for the first time."For the next several years, when Diane reached 17 years old, Diane and I had sex quite often. Neither of us had sex with another person throughout the seven years or so we were together because we were so in tune with each other's likes and desires giving us no reason to find somebody else to have sex with.One day at the hot tub, the four of us was sitting in the water. I noticed Debbi sat close to me and Diane was sitting close to Bob. I watched as Bob and Diane kissed, not a father/daughter type kiss at that. His hands were fondling his daughter's boobs slowly lowering the cups of her swim wear exposing Diane's boobs fully."Dave, Bob is going to see if Diane can accept him inside her today or not. He thinks it is about time that he tries." Looking at Debbi, I softly said, "I hope he can't. I sincerely hope he is still too big for her. I know once he is able to bury himself inside her Diane and I will become history, and I would really hate to see that. I love your daughter as if she was my daughter.""I know you do, Dave, and the sad part is she loves you as if you were her husband. She even talked to me about her having a baby with you. I don't know for sure what to expect once he is able to fully penetrate her." Debbi was as concerned as I was, which I thought was most kind of her. I also felt Debbi didn't want to see Diane and I separate and going our separate ways.As I was thinking of how this could result between Diane and I, I felt Debbi's hand feel my soft cock. Once she found my cock, I quickly became hard for her, although I was thinking mostly of my feelings regarding her beautiful teenage daughter.I didn't notice Bob and Diane move across the tub from us until I watched Bob climb out of the hot tub. He had a hard cock that was very impressive in size. With this being the first time I ever noticed Bob's cock, I can now easily understand Debbi's concerns how he could tear up his daughter's preteen pussy years ago. I still couldn't see it going inside Diane's still very tight pussy.Bob leaned back letting his cock stick straight up in the air. Diane got out of the water and quickly lowered her head to her father's huge rigid cock, preparing to suck on his cock. Diane sucked his cock for about ten minutes and while she was doing that, I got up on the deck of the hot tub myself having Debbi suck my cock at the same time her daughter was sucking her father's cock. As if on cue, both mother and daughter positioned themselves over our cocks, lining our cock heads with the opening of their pussies. Both mother and daughter watched he other as both of them sat down on their respective cocks at their vaginal openings. Debbi gently and easily slipped completely down taking the root of my cock inside her pussy.Diane had some difficulty, but she did end up sitting on her father's huge blood engorged cock as well, greatly spreading her labia to the bursting point I thought. I watched as Diane moved up and down on her father's cock, taking all of his cock down to the top of his balls within her pussy.Several times I noticed Bob supporting his lovely daughter, keeping her from falling over, as she had one orgasm after another. Debbi came while she rode my cock as well. "Dave, I want to feel you spurt your seed in me this time. I am safe, so there are no worries. Bob gave you permission through me to cum inside me today."That was all I had to hear. I bellowed like a cow struck by a car as I unloaded spurt after spurt of seed inside Debbi's receptive pussy causing her to violently cum herself once she felt me unload inside her.Both, Diane and Debbi slipped off Dave's cock and mine at the same time, allowing us a good view of all the cum drip out of their pussies.A few minutes later, the four of us returned to the insides of the hot tub. Bob walked up to me, extending his hand as if an offered hand shake. Accepting his offered hand, Bob grasped my hand with both of his hands shaking mine with sincerity as he said, "Thanks for teaching her the way you did. You did an excellent job, for which I am most grateful. I've been wanting to be inside her for years and because of you I was able to do it today.""I was glad to that for you. Diane made an excellent student and in her own way she taught me things as well, like how to love somebody, something I haven't been able to do for a long time, ever since my wife left."Bob must have noticed my not wanting Diane to leave me now, so Bob surprised me by saying, "Once she graduates from school, if the two of you feel like this is what you would like to do, you have my permission to marry my daughter."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 73 |
initiation.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/initiation.txt | Sofie couldn't believe that Cory was actually going out with Cara James. She was so... pathetic. At least she didn't like her at all, though others thought she was way cool. At 14 Sofie felt that she should be the one fucking the hot stud that was sitting with a girl who she hated. But he was loyal to a fault.Sofie watched them in the cafeteria as they sat together. Cara had short black hair and a hot little body that all the boys wanted, but wouldn't dare try to go after because Cory would crush them. Cara wore tight jeans and a layered top made up of weird t-shirts and lacy things. Her nipples poked against the thin layers and she could see Cory staring at them, his smile making her pussy gush.Sofie was new to the school, her mom moved a lot and she never stayed long enough to make friends. Once Sofie asked her why they moved often. Her mother told her that her father was a true bastard and had hurt her too many times. She did not want him finding them, ever.That night Sofie removed all her clothes and stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. She looked good. As new as she was in the school, already boys were hitting on her or texting her to hook up. Her body was petite but developing nicely. She lifted her small breasts and saw the puffy nipples swell at her touch. Her long blonde hair lightly touched the curve of her heart shaped ass. She moved her hand lower, across her flat tummy to her lightly covered pussy. She was so wet down there, and it was always that way. She was so horny all the time. She noticed in the showers at gym that many of the girls trimmed or were completely hairless on their pussies. She wanted to fit it and decided to shave it bald and look really hot. During her shower she did just that and looked at her smooth cunt and decided to try it out. It felt so delicious and soft and her clit seemed to be bigger as she stroked it and pulled it to a wet cum. She thought of Cory the whole time. What would she need to do to get him? She lay on her bed, her legs splayed wide and continued to rub her cunt, feeling the wetness, the slickness. She had heard about some sex club that some of the students claimed they belonged to. That Cory was the leader of the club and that one had to be initiated to join. Her finger dipped inside her juicy pussy and she groaned as she felt it spread her cunt open. If there was a club, she wanted in, badly. Especially if she could get Cory to fuck her.* * *The next day at school she approached Cara who was sitting in the library by herself. Cara looked up at her with feigned disgust."What do you want newbie? I didn't remember asking you to sit next to me," said Cara in a contemptuous tone.Sofie ignored her and sat anyway. She sighed heavily and just came out with it."Is it true they have a sex club here? I heard there was one."Cara stared at her, a smile playing upon her lovely face."Why do you want to know?"Sofie chewed on her lower lip and shrugged. She had to be careful and not give the girl fuel to torture her with if the rumors were just that."Curious, I guess, you know..."Cara's eyebrows rose up and the smile turned into a grin as she looked at the girl. Sofie could see the girl check her out and nodded."You don't look like the kind of girl who would want to be part of a sex group. Actually you look like someone that would go crying to the principle about it. Is that the kind of girl you are?"It was Sofie's turn to smile. She had no idea how horny, and desperate, she was. She hadn't been laid in months. Masturbation was not enough."How can I prove it?" She asked.Cara leaned back against the chair and crossed her long slender legs. Sofie could see the girls panties clearly with her short mini skirt. "Show me your pussy. Let's see what you've got girl," said Cara watching her expression.Sofie looked around and saw other students at other tables in the library and a few teachers at the front desk. It was all or nothing, she knew, if she wanted to get in the club. She sat back and unzipped her jeans and slowly pulled them down just enough to show her panties. Cara watched with real interest as the girl slowly moved her panties aside to reveal her shaven pussy. Cara felt her pussy quiver at the sight of the young girls cunt."Nice cunt girl. Really nice. You still haven't explained why you want to be part of our sex club?"Sofie, pulled up her jeans and felt her wet panties pull tight against her cunt."I want to fuck, that's all. I love it and so far I don't see much happening around here."Cara sized her up and nodded. This girl would be real fun to use. The members of the club would really like to fuck this little princess. Just the thought of what they would do to her was making her crazy horny."Ok. Meet me behind the gym tonight at 7pm. If you're late, I leave and you never find out about the club, got it?"Sofie nodded and stood and Cara grabbed her arm giving her a serious look."If you're fucking with us, you'll regret it, believe me sweetheart.""Don't worry, I'm not. I'll see you tonight."Sofie felt her heart pounding in her chest and her cunt on fire at the thought of having sex with Cory. This was going to be a great night.* * *She found Cara right where she said she would be, behind the gym, but she wasn't alone. Another girl was with her. She recognized her immediately and was shocked. It was the assistant gym instructor for the girls at school, a Miss Mayden. The woman wore short cropped hair and was pretty and quite athletic. But she was always yelling at the girls. Sofie remembered how she would always stand at the showers and watch the girls. She found it odd and now understood why."So this is our prize tonight," said Mayden."Maybe," said Cara. "We'll see. She says she's a real horny girl, but that remains to be seen if she wants to join the club.""Mmmmmm, I can't wait to see how you do Sofie," said Mayden in a sarcastic tone.They got into a car and drove down the highway. Cara turned around from the front seat and gave Sofie a blindfold."Put it on girl. No way we can allow you to know where were going. Just in case."Sofie slowly put the blindfold on and sat back feeling more nervous than ever. Minutes felt like hours and she became more fearful that she was being kidnapped or worse. Soon the car stopped and Cara tore the blindfold from her."Welcome to our little home away from home."Sofie looked out the window and saw a group of old buildings that looked abandoned. They led her down a short driveway to the rear of the building and knocked on a steel door. It opened a crack and a young boy peeked out. When he saw them he smiled and opened the door wide. The boy, someone she didn't know watched her like some ravenous wolf. "Wow," he said to Mayden. "Nice piece of ass you brought with you coach."They walked thought a series of hallways and rooms that made Sofie dizzy and afraid. She could never remember her way back to the outside. Soon they entered a large room filled with mattresses and bottles of beer and liquor. Cory stood by one of the beds and smiled at her. Near him were several girls all looking at her. "Welcome to our humble abode Sofie," said Cory as he approached. He handed her a glass filled with an amber liquid. She took it and smiled at him. "Drink up girl. Got a sexy night all set up for you," he said. She couldn't wait to fuck him. She sipped the amber liquid and it burned all the way down her throat. It was some kind of whiskey but she didn't know what kind. The alcohol hit her like a ton of bricks and she felt her head swim a bit. They all watched her as she finished it. Cory grabbed the glass and refilled it. She again took it and sipped it. She could feel the liquid burn through her, making her light headed and a bit drunk. Cory led her to a bed and sat her down on it. The others moved closer. She looked about her and counted six people there. Four girls and two boys. Miss Mayden was setting up some kind of camera that was aimed at the bed. The liquor was doing its job much faster than normal and she looked at the glass and wondered if more than the amber liquid was in it. Her body was feeling incredible and her inhibitions were near gone. "So you want to join our exclusive little club, huh? Well, you'll have to show us," he points to all the group, "just how sexy you are. We love to fuck baby girl. The girls who come here are hot little whores, each and every one."The two girls who stood by him suddenly began to kiss each other, their tongues slipping in and out of their mouths. Cory nodded and looked back at Sofie."Are you willing to do anything we say? Perform any sexual act to be in the club?"Sofie couldn't take her eyes off the two beautiful girls. One had long brown hair and green eyes. She remembered seeing her in one of her classes. The other was taller, slimmer and had short cropped blonde hair. Both were incredibly stunning. The tall blonde began to grope the other girls breast as they french-kissed hot and heavy.Sofie nodded. Her breathing was faster, excited. Her cunt was on fire. What would they ask her to do? More importantly, would she actually do it? Her mind was a whirl of confusion and excitement. Her barriers were coming down fast with what was going on around her. The young boy who opened the door was now pulling his still skinny cock out and jerking on it no more than two feet away from her."Well, Sofie, ready for some hot sex?" asked Cory as he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his huge cock. Sofie stared at it with lust as he pulled on it making it grow to at least eight thick inches. Cara came over and knelt before him and took his cock in hand. "Nice one isn't it baby?" asked Cara who began to suck it deep inside her hot mouth. Sofie could hear the wet slurping as she bobbed her head up and down. Mayden walked over and stood by Sofie."Take your clothes off Sofie. We want to see how hot you are."Sofie moved like she was in a dream. She began to get undressed and the young boy whistled when she removed her bra to reveal her small succulent breasts. Her nipples immediately hardened and swelled into sexy puffies. "Fuck, that's nice," he said as he jerked his cock even faster.Soon all her clothes lay on the floor and Mayden sat on the bed next to her. Her gaze made Sofie even more aware of her position and nakedness. But the amber liquid had done its job nicely as she lay back and let the coach run her hand over her young flesh. "Mmmmm, very nice girl. So firm and soft. I love your bald cunt too. Open your legs wide for me baby," she commanded as the others looked on.Sofie aware of all the eyes looking on her nakedness did as she was told and spread her legs wide revealing her young open cunt. It was soaked and dripping wet. Her tiny clit was swollen. She felt so nasty as the coach ran her fingers over her pussy."So wet baby. You're liking this aren't you Sofie? Like to be used like this."She closed her eyes as she felt the fingers probe and touch her. She had never had another girl touch her in a sexual way and now, one was and she was liking it. She moaned as Mayden began to pull on her tiny clit, rolling it and rubbing it making the girl raise her ass a bit off the bed."Oh yes, look at how fucking hot she is," whispered one of the girls as her friend slid her hand inside her damp panties.Mayden loved touching this young slut and made sure to slide a finger inside her juicy pussy. Sofie groaned aloud as she felt the digit enter her. It felt so good. The coach palmed her left breast, toying with her swollen nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it and pinching it hard."Ughhhhhhh.... ohhhhh!" cried out Sofie as she felt her body respond excitedly to the woman's administrations. My God, she thought. She never knew doing it with another girl could be so good. The wet sticky sounds coming from her cunt were a sure sign to all that she was really loving what Mayden was doing to her."Suck her pussy, Mayden. I love it when you do that...damn," said the young boy who now had his clothes off and was only a foot from the bed.Mayden moved between the girls legs and immediately began to lick her click, making Sofie arch her back in pleasure. Soon her whole mouth covered the girls cunt, sucking, licking the girl to her first orgasm of the night. Sofie cried out and shook as she came, her hot squirts of girl cum filling Mayden's mouth. Mayden pulled back and allowed the young boy to take her place. His cock aimed at the girls open, wet pussy. He slid in easily and began to pump in and out of her fast. She looked at the boy, his face a mask of lust and pleasure as he fucked her. She felt his young stiff cock penetrate her over and over, his prick was opening her up and she was willing. Soon he grunted and she felt his hot sperm filling her insides. It felt so good and she came again."Fuck, she's so damn tight and wet," he cried out as he shot more cum onto her belly as he pulled out of her. Mayden took his place again and began to suck the girl cunt licking the boys cum from it. "She's so ready, baby," said Cara to Cory. He nodded and moved to Sofie. Mayden got out of the way as Cory rubbed his cock over the girls dripping cunt. Sofie saw him and felt her whole world go right. This was what she wanted. She spread her legs even wider as he moved between them, his cock at the entrance to her cunt."What a little whore," said Cara as she watched this open display of lust by the girl.Cory pushed and felt the huge head of his cock pop past the tight opening making Sofie cry out in pain. Slowly he moved, not wanting to hurt her, ruin her. Inch by inch slipped deeper inside the girl until he was all the way in. He leaned down and kissed her hard and she reciprocated. Then he began to fuck her slow and easy at first until she began to adjust to him. Faster and faster he pumped her, making her cry out in orgasm over and over.The two hot girls were now naked and in the sixty-nine position, licking and eating each other's pussies. Cara watched all that was happening around her and smiled. The girl was indeed hot. She loved to watch these young things fuck. She left the room and came back with the clubs mascot. The dog was huge and well groomed. She called him Max and he obeyed every command given him by her. She waited until her boyfriend was done fucking the young slut.The young boy nodded at Cara, knowing what she had in mind and loving it. His cock was getting hard again just thinking about it. Cory loved fucking this girl. Her cunt was squeezing his cock and driving him mad. She felt like hot silk inside her cunt and he drove harder and faster, his balls slapping her ass wetly with each stroke.He couldn't take any more and grunted as he shook with orgasm. His hot cum filled her cunt and he kept fucking her as he shot load after load into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around him as he filled her. He turned to see Max and gave Cara a wicked little smile. As he moved off Sofie, Cara let Max go.The dog knew what he was trained to do and immediately went between the girls legs. But Sofie tried to close them. Even though she was so hot and horny she wasn't sure that she should do this. It was too much, too kinky.But the group would have none of it. Cara spoke out."Come on baby, show us hot fucking hot you are. One thing to brag, but let's see how far you'll go. Let Max lick that pretty cunt."Sofie looked at the face leering down at her and knew that if she was to be accepted into this sexy club she had to allow this to happen. Slowly, she opened her legs and the dog quickly took advantage, his snout burying itself against her wet, open cunt.Max wasted no time sending his long tongue out, lapping at her cunt, tasting all the hot sperm that was inside and out of it. His tongue slathered over her clit and ass and Sofie felt her cunt heating up again. Was it possible that this animal was making her even hornier? She couldn't believe she was letting the dog lick her cunt and liking it.She spread her legs wider, offering herself to the animal. The others moaned as they watched, loving the view before them.Sofie felt the dogs tongue slip into her, the long slithery tongue making want to cum hard. Over and over the dog lapped away at her juices and soon she arched her back cumming hard and squirting over the dogs snout and face. Mayden reached under the animal to jerk its furry pouch producing a shiny red cock that seemed to grow endlessly. "Get on all fours, Sofie," commanded Mayden.Sofie, lost in erotic pleasures did as she was told, unaware of what came next. She felt the dog mount her and wrap its front legs about her middle. God, she could do this, not this, she thought as she felt the animals hot cock poking at her cunt. This was too much. But as she was about to say something, the dog hit his mark and slid his thick cock inside her tight pussy. The animal drove her forward, his thrusts fast and hard. She cried out in surprise and knew that it was too late to protest as the animal was inside her and fucking her. She felt his thick hot cock moving fast, in and out, making her gasp in pleasure as she submitted to its bestial delight. The others watched in lustful pleasure as the girl began to move back against the animal trying to get more of him inside her. Soon the dog barked and whined as his knot grew inside the young girl. Sofie felt it stretching her wider and wider and soon it became painful. But the pain was only temporary as the animal began to shoot it hot seed deep inside her. It seemed like an endless stream making Sofie grunt in orgasm. Hot streams of human and dog cum poured from her cunt as the animal pulled from her with a wet plop. Sofie lay back, her body used and abused sexually. The others moved near her and she felt the boys cock at her lips, Cara's mouth at her cunt and the other two girls putting on strap-on dildo's. Cory watched along with Mayden who also sported an huge double-ended cock. It seemed her night was far from over. They would accept her into the club. Her initiation was just beginning. Her body was on fire and she wanted to fuck everything and anything.THE ENDYou may reach this author at Kristen's Board: http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 71 |
chiropractorvisit.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/chiropractorvisit.txt | Author's Note: Writing helps you forget, because you can vent on the page, examine your motives and reactions, and decide what to take with you as you move on. You learn from your hurts, as long as you don't nurture them to feed anger and thoughts of retribution. When my doctor first told me this I was unsure, but writing about these past events has helped clear my mind immeasurably.The following story is based on true facts. It is one in a series of stories I have written detailing some of the events from my first marriage. While some of the dialog may be paraphrased, the events did actually occur as described.***My ex-wife and I had purchased our first home at the beginning of the year and I was working at a coal company about twenty minutes from home. Only two of our children had been born at this time our oldest daughter was about five and our son was around two years old.Sylvia was taking our children and my mother to Pikeville to do some shopping on a Saturday morning while I stayed home to take care of some chores. I had been working around the house for a couple of hours when I got a call that my wife, children and mother had been in a car accident a car load of drunks had hit them nearly head-on.After a mad scramble and a lot of worry I got to the hospital where they had been taken. Luckily, none of them were hurt seriously. In fact, the children had only minor bruises. My mother had a broken nose and bruised ribs while Sylvia had severely bruised left arm, hip, and leg from her impact with the side of the interior, but nothing was broken.I was able to take all of them home that day. The children quickly recovered from their minor injuries as did my mother. Sylvia kept complaining about her hip and leg so I suggested that she go back to the doctor. She told me that the doctor could not find anything that might be causing her the problems she described with her hip and leg. She then said that she met her first cousin in Pikeville for lunch. Her first cousin works for a couple of chiropractors in Pikeville and suggested that maybe they could help her.She then told me that she had her cousin make a consultation appointment for her the following Monday. That Monday evening she told me that the chiropractor had set her up for two visits a week for the next two months. Her appointments were on Tuesdays and Thursdays.She complained after each of the first three visits that the chiropractor didn't seem to be doing anything to help with the stiffness in her hip and leg, but after the fourth visit she said that he had tried a new technique with her that day and that it seemed to be just what she needed.After that fourth visit she looked forward to the day of her appointment and always seemed to be in a good mood afterwards. My problem with her treatment was that it took a huge toll on our sex life there was none. She said the chiropractor told her to abstain from sex while he was treating her because it would cause further injury to her hip and leg.At the end of the second month she said that she had scheduled another month of treatment since she didn't think she was completely healed. About three weeks into the third month, on a Saturday her first cousin that worked for the chiropractors, pulled into the drive at our house. This was unusual since we lived about thirty miles from Pikeville and she had never visited with Sylvia before.Sylvia invited her into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. After exchanging some pleasantries with her, I excused myself and went back down to the basement where I was doing some remodeling. I had disconnected the duct work from the heat register going to the kitchen that was located about three feet from the table where Sylvia and Karen were sitting, so I could hear their conversation clearly.I heard Karen say, "Sylvia, I need a favor from you.""What kind of favor?""It appears that Dr. Newsome and May could be in some kind of trouble. Someone called and told them that a search warrant had been issued for their office and that the police would probably be there Monday. Dr. Newsome gave me two boxes and told me to get rid of them. But I didn't know where to get rid of them at, and I figured since you lived so far away that maybe you could help.""What's in the boxes?", she asked."I don't know. I was afraid to look. Probably some old bills. I'm sure that they were involved in fraudulent billing on some of their patients.""Well, Larry's got the back of his pickup full rubbish from the work he's doing in the basement, let's just hide them under some of that rubbish and when he takes it to the mines to burn, the boxes will get burned with the rest of the trash.""Oh, Sylvia, that would be great if we could."Sylvia then came down to the basement where I was working and asked, "Are you going to work much longer down here today?""Probably another hour, why?""No reason. I'm going to walk Karen out to her car; she's getting ready to leave.""OK, but check on the kids before you do."***The following Sunday morning, after breakfast, Sylvia said she and the kids were going to her mother's for a visit and asked if I wanted to go. I told her no, that I was going to take the load of rubbish from remodeling the basement to the mines and unload it on the trash heap so it could be burned the next day."OK, be careful," she said.After they left, I did take the load of rubbish to the mines and as I unloaded it I noticed the two boxes I had heard her and Karen talking about the day before. I placed them on the seat of the truck and finished unloading the rubbish.When I got in the truck I opened both boxes and to my surprise they each contained about twenty VHS video tapes. This was a shock to me since VHS cameras for home use had only been available for less than a year and were very expensive. Each tape appeared to be an eight hour tape which meant they cost about fifteen dollars each at that time.Since I didn't have a VCR for playback I closed the boxes back up and placed them out of sight in the basement when I got back home.The following week it came out in the paper that Dr.'s Newsome and May's office had been raided and that they were under investigation. The paper stated that the police had seized evidence of false billing practices but had not found any evidence alleged by several female patients of sexual abuse.The paper also stated that the doctor's secretary was under investigation for destroying evidence.About that time there came a knock on our front door. The two men at the door introduced themselves as detectives with the state police and said they wanted to ask a few questions.They asked if Karen had visited us that weekend and I replied "Yes.""What did she want?" asked one of the detectives."I don't know. We just exchanged some pleasantries and then she and my wife went into the kitchen for coffee and I went back to my remodeling project."The detective then turned to my wife and asked, "What did you talk about?""Just girl talk.""Was Dr. May or Newsome ever un-professional with you or touch you in an inappropriate way""NO. Never," she answered."Did Karen ask you to hide something for her?""No. But when she left she did see the rubbish in the back of my husband's truck and asked if she could throw some trash from her car in with it. I told her that it would be OK."One of the detectives turned to me and said, "We'll need to look through your truck for whatever she put in it."That's when I told them that my truck had already been emptied and that all of the trash had been burned. They wanted to know when and where the trash had been burned and if I had seen the trash Karen had put in my truck. I told them I had no idea that Karen had put anything in my truck and that I wasn't looking for anything when I unloaded the rubbish.They then asked directions for where the trash had been burned and left.A few months later Sylvia was subpoenaed to testify in the trial of the two chiropractors. The judge would not allow the prosecutors to ask anything about her medical treatment or the doctor's conduct during that treatment. When asked about what Karen had thrown in the back of my truck she said that it looked like some old McDonalds' Happy Meal boxes. The chiropractors were convicted on fraud and false billing and sent to Federal prison for several years.Shortly after that is when I got a new, much better paying job in WV, and we bought a new house closer to her parents and moved. The two boxes from the chiropractors office were kind of forgotten in all of the hustle and bustle of moving.The first Christmas after moving into the new house we purchased a video camera and VCR. Like any new gadget I used it quite a bit videoing family functions and school events of the children even though the cost of blank tapes was still high.One week-end Sylvia had taken the children and her mother to Columbus, OH for a visit with her brother. After I got home from work on that Saturday evening, showered and eaten dinner, I went to the den to rest and watch TV. When I turned the TV on it started playing a cartoon from a tape one of the kids had left in the VCR. When I removed the tape from the VCR I happened to remember the two boxes of video cassettes that Karen had thrown into the back of my truck that I had recovered.That's when I started looking for them. After about an hour I finally found them stored in the attic. I carried both boxes back to the den, where I opened them for the second time. Inside were the cassette tapes all labeled with beginning and ending dates. I took the tape with the earliest date and put it in the VCR.The tape showed Dr. May working on a female patient lying on her stomach with just a short robe on. He was alone with her in the treatment room. As I fast forwarded the tape his treatment became a massage, which became foreplay, which ended with him and her fucking like two teenagers. It was obvious that the tape had been edited since there were two different camera angles and the audio microphone must have been in the treatment table since the voices were so clear.I began fast forwarding through a couple of the tapes and all of them showed the doctors having sex with their patients. So, this is what they were hiding. Talk about a scandal if this had been presented at their trial because I had recognized a couple of the women in the tapes.That's when I began to suspect that maybe Sylvia had not told the truth about how the doctors had treated her. I got out an old calendar to cross-check the dates that she had been in their office. The last three tapes in the second box held the tapes with those dates.I took the tape with the date of her first visit and put it in the VCR. The beginning of the tape showed Sylvia sitting on the exam table, with him sitting on one of those short rolling stools in front of her.Dr. May had a clipboard with a long form on it and he began asking questions from the form. It was all the standard medical history stuff, and each time she answered he'd write something and then ask her the next question. It took quite a while for him to get through the whole form.Sylvia was dressed casually, no heels or hose, just a blouse, skirt and sandals, which was one of her cool summer outfits. Her feet were on an adjustable footrest the doctor had pulled out for her, and it was high enough to lift her knees right up to his eye level.Her skirt covered her knees, and she had her hands clasped together in front of them, but that didn't take care of the way her skirt gapped under her legs. I could see a lot of the underside of her thighs from the high camera angle and I knew he had an even better view if he wanted it.When he finished taking her history, he got up from the stool, put the clipboard on a counter top and said something to her about starting the exam. He started talking about how this was her first visit it would be a simple exam and wouldn't take long. The whole time he was talking, his voice had a kind of tone that seemed professional, but a little bit bored, as though all he wanted to do was finish up and head for the golf course. He walked back to her with a little rubber hammer in his hand, sat down on the stool and told her he needed to test her reflexes. He asked her to take her feet off the foot rest and scoot forward so her legs would dangle. Of course, when she did it, her skirt rode up on her legs. He didn't seem to pay any attention, and began tapping on her right knee with the hammer. I could see her pulling a little bit at her skirt, but she couldn't get it back over her knees without being obvious.After he tapped her knee a couple of times, he told her he wasn't getting the reaction he should.He told her she needed to flex her knee more, and asked her to put her hands under her the back of her knee and hold it up. She didn't hesitate. Up went her right knee, and with it the hem of her skirt. She couldn't very well keep her legs together that way, and from where the doctor was sitting, he had a perfect view right up her skirt. His back was toward the camera and she was facing right at it. There she sat with her leg up in the air and the crotch of her thin white panties in plain view. He tapped a couple more times and told her that was fine. Then he asked her to lift the other knee, and even put his hand under her leg to start it up. With the way he was lifting and with her lifting at the same time, her left leg went up even higher and wider than the right one had. Her whole panty crotch and even a little of her left ass cheek came into view as she held her leg there. He tapped on that knee for a while, maybe longer than necessary it seemed to me, with his head angled so she couldn't see his eyes, but so he could look up her skirt if he wanted to, as long as he wanted to. The dark shadow of her pussy hair was showing, and from where he sat, with his head right next to her knee, the view must have been spectacular.He got up from the stool again, and walked over to the counter. When he did there was a knock at the door. It was Karen. She told him that he had an emergency and needed to come right away. He told Sylvia he was sorry but had to cut her appointment short and left.Karen told Sylvia that she would see her Thursday. The next two appointments were not on the tape, but the wife of one of the supervisors that worked for me was in the next appointment taped the following day.The next taping of Sylvia's appointment was her fourth one with Dr. May. It started with her sitting on the treatment table and Dr. May at the counter."I see from your file that Dr. Newsome didn't complete the examination I started on your first visit. I need to complete that before I start to work on your hip and leg.", Dr. May said.He picked up a stethoscope, pointed to a small dressing room and told her she'd find a gown in there to wear. After a pause, she asked what she should take off. He told her just to slip out of her blouse and skirt. Then he turned back to the counter, and started reading through some papers there. She got down off the table and went into the dressing room. A couple of minutes later she came out wearing one of those open-in-the-back gowns. When she came out, he turned around and told her to sit on the end of the table. Her back was to the camera for a moment as she walked to the table, and he was watching when the open-backed gown let her cute ass show for a second or two before she turned around and got back up on the table. He walked over to her, stood beside her and put his stethoscope on her back. After moving it around for a while, he undid the tie that held the gown together and spread it open so her back was more exposed. He tapped and moved the stethoscope, tapped and moved again, all over her back. He asked her to breathe in deep and let it out slowly. In other words, he did all the things a doctor normally does.Then he said he needed to listen to her chest and heart. Without missing a beat, he took hold of the gown and slipped it forward over her shoulders, sliding it down until the whole top of her gown was resting in her lap. The bra she had on was full enough, but quite sheer. The outline of her nipples showed through the bra, and I was sure he could see even more detail. His head wasn't more than a foot away from her titties as he moved the stethoscope from place to place. At first he kept it on her upper chest, pressing in on the swell of her titty above the bra. But each time he moved the stethoscope, he went lower until he reached the top of the bra. He held it there for a moment, shook his head, and told her he needed her to slip the left shoulder strap down for a moment. She did it for him, and he moved the stethoscope toward the center of her chest and down, holding it a moment and listening, then moving it down another half inch or so and listening again.It didn't take long for the pressure of his hand and the stethoscope to cause her left bra cup to gap open. I couldn't see from the camera angle, but it was pretty obvious she was exposed, and that all he had to do was glance down to see the whole top of her breast, naked all the way to her nipple. He listened there for a while, bent over to within inches of her chest, and then straightened up, asking her to slip the other shoulder strap down. When she did it, he bent over and began moving the stethoscope around. When he pressed it in against her right breast, the bra nearly fell off completely. It would have if Sylvia hadn't crossed her arms under her breasts to hold it up, but holding it that way didn't do much good. By now both cups of the bra had gapped forward, and the upper part of her breasts was completely exposed. The bra had fallen so far, the camera showed both of her exposed nipples. I think it must have been a little cold in the room, because the dusky pink around her nipples was crinkled a little and the points of her nipples stuck out more than usual.He listened a while longer, and finally straightened up, saying he was finished. He told her she could pull the straps back up and he walked back to the counter. While she was adjusting her bra and pulling the gown back up to cover herself he looked through a few more of the papers.He turned around from the counter with a sheet of paper in his hand and asked if she did regular self breast exams. She told him she did, and he asked her how long it had been since she'd done one. I don't think she knew for sure, but she said three months. He frowned at her, and told her that wasn't often enough.He walked toward her with the frown still on his face, and told her she'd have to lower the gown again, only this time he said she'd have to slip out of her bra also. I think he made her feel a little guilty with that frown, because she didn't argue a bit. She just said that maybe it would be good to have a doctor check her out; in case she'd been missing something. Without any hesitation, she reached behind her back, unclasped the bra and pulled it off. So there she was, sitting on that table with both of her breasts completely exposed. He looked at her for a moment, and then stepped close, placing his hands under each breast. I not sure I can describe the feelings I had watching him press and squeeze her breasts, first from the bottom and then from each side. She looked really sexy, especially when he squeezed from both sides pushing her breasts up and forward, making her nipples point straight up at him.After he finished pressing from the sides, he put one hand just under her right breast, lifting it up, and three fingers from the other hand right on her nipple. He pressed down with the fingers, squeezing the nipple, pushing it back and forth. Then he pushed in on it with a circular movement, letting it slide a little under his fingers. As he moved his fingers away to do the other breast, he trailed his middle finger so it stroked the tip of the nipple. Then he did the same thing with her left breast, right down to that last lingering stroke across the tip. I couldn't tell for sure, but I think her neck was flushing red with embarrassment. She had her eyes closed, probably trying very hard to ignore everything that was going on.He stepped back then and told her she could pull the gown back up. She opened her eyes and pulled it back over her shoulders. Now that she was covered again, I could see her relax. She asked if he'd found anything, and he said she was fine. He said he hadn't found anything, and that he'd been as thorough as he could. He went back to the counter again, looked at a few more papers and told her they were just about finished with the exam. He said, you slip out of her panties and lie back on the table so I can complete the exam.I think it caught her by surprise, but after a moment she sort of half rose up on the table and started pulling her panties down. The camera didn't show much because of the gown, but knowing that she was going to be totally naked soon didn't help the agitation in my groin. The thought of the video camera capturing Sylvia stripping naked only added to my excitement. I watched completely fascinated as she tugged first on one side of the panties and then the other to get them down over her hips. From there it was a quick matter to slip them down her legs and off. She laid them down behind her where her bra was, and he offered to hang them both up with the rest of her clothes.When she didn't say anything, he took them both and hung them in the dressing room.When he came back she was still sitting up. He told her again to lie back and relax. I don't know if she relaxed, but she did lie down. He pulled out a small linen sheet from under the table, and told her he needed to palpate her stomach. He reached down, took the hem of the gown, and pulled it up all the way to her breasts while covering her from the waist down with the small sheet. He stood there looking at her for a moment, and then told her he should probably check the glands under her arms.He asked her if she was ticklish there, and she told him she was a little. He said he'd try to be careful, and lifted the right side of her gown. Of course, her right breast was exposed again while he lifted her arm and pressed his hand along the muscles. She only flinched a little, but it was enough to make her breast jiggle. He didn't pull the gown back down, and when he did her left side, both breasts were exposed, with the nipples still firm and standing out. She flinched even more as he stroked under that arm, and her breasts bobbled around enough to make me swallow hard.When he was finished, he told her everything seemed fine there too. Her breasts were still exposed, but I don't think she even noticed. She had her eyes closed, and the gown was bunched up in a way that would have blocked her view even if she did look.He told her to relax, and took hold of each of her ankles, moving them apart until her feet were at the outer edges of the table. He began pressing his fingers in various places on her stomach, working his way lower and lower.Every now and then he'd ask if she felt any discomfort when he pressed, and she'd say no, and he press somewhere else. Soon his hands were pressing just above the sheet, and as he went lower, he pushed it down inch by inch.The top of her pubic hair began to show, and then the whole upper part of her pubic mound.By now he saw that she was keeping her eyes closed. He didn't have to be careful about where he looked, and his head turned back and forth while he pressed on her, taking in the whole view from her breasts down. Her not saying anything when he uncovered the top of her pussy apparently gave him all the encouragement he needed. He continued to press all around the upper part of her pubic mound with one hand, letting the other rest lightly on the sheet between her thighs. Little by little the pressure from that hand caused the sheet to slip further down her legs until her whole pussy came into view. Her legs were open enough so I could see all the way down to where the cheeks of her ass began.He finally stopped pressing, told her there were just a couple more things he needed to check, and pulled the linen sheet off of her. Now she was naked from her feet to her breasts. He took his time walking to the end of the table, and his eyes never left her. He bent down and I heard a clank as he pulled a pair of stirrups into place. I got even harder knowing what was coming next.He told her to move down on the table until her legs were hanging off the end. She did it, with her breasts jiggling enticingly the whole way. Then he told her to relax while he put her feet in the stirrups. He took her left foot, pushed back so her leg would bend at the knee, and put it into the stirrup.The way the table was aimed the camera had a perfect view, and so did he. Of course the view got even better when he put her right foot in the other stirrup. She still had her knees sort of together, but she couldn't do much to hide her sweet pussy. He stood back a moment, looking at her, and then went over to the counter. He came back with latex gloves and some lubricant. He put the gloves on, and told her he was going to do a simple pelvic exam, and that while he was doing it he was going to check her responses. He assured her that she should just relax and not be nervous about this part of the exam. It wouldn't hurt, and she would most likely find it pleasurable. With that, he put his hands on her knees and pushed them open. And there was Sylvia, spread completely open for him, her pussy lips showing through her soft pubic hair.I was so hard I could hardly stand it. He put his hands on either side of her pussy, and slowly spread her dark pink lips apart. He ran his fingers up and down, opening her slightly, and then put some lubricant on the fingers of his right hand. Using the fingers on his left hand to open her pussy lips up, he put his right index finger up inside her and moved it around, exploring her. After a bit he brought his finger out, bent over so his head wasn't more than a foot away from her open pussy, and put two fingers in. He moved both fingers around, literally finger fucking her, and I could see the sweet moisture spread to her outer lips as his fingers probed and turned inside her.He kept leaning in between her legs until his face couldn't have been more than an inch or two away from her pussy as he spread his fingers, moving from side to side, opening her moist lips wider and wider. Maybe it only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like a long time before he leaned back and told her he was finished, and that everything seemed fine. He lifted her feet out of the stirrups, letting them dangle over the end of the table. He pulled her gown back down and asked her to sit up. When she did, he told her she could step down from the table.He told her to face the table, step back a bit from it and lean down with her head and chest on the table. I could see her hesitate, and then I heard him tell her to relax, and that it wouldn't take long. She bent over part of the way, until the open-backed gown began to slide open. That stopped her for a moment, but then she went ahead and finished it, leaning forward onto the table, exposing her ass completely. And as if that wasn't enough, he told her to put her feet shoulder width apart. She moved her feet a little, but I think she must have been embarrassed to open up as much as he wanted. He let her stand there for a moment and then told her again to please relax and move her feet wider. She finally did it, with her feet winding up even farther apart than shoulder width.Dr. May had to have a fantastic view of Sylvia's pussy. I envied him because that view was my personal favorite. This was also the position some of the other women were in that I had seen of earlier video tapes."I wonder how many pussies he's had this view of?" I thought to myself.Talk about fantastic views! Her ass cheeks opened up, and the whole bottom of her pussy was spread out in front of him.He sat down on his stool, and used both hands to cup each of her ass cheeks. Then, with his head only inches away, he spread her open. He held her like that for a while, and then shifted his hands so that one was holding her cheeks apart while he put a finger in her tight little hole with the other."Oooh," she cried softly. Dr. May took this as permission to continue. She kind of gasped, and he paused for a few seconds before going in deeper. At first, he moved his finger around in a kind of circle, but in and out, too, and gradually his finger went in deeper and deeper. Of course, with all that pressure, her pussy lips opened up and I could tell even from where I was that he was looking up inside her open pussy while he probed her ass with his fingers.As he rubbed I heard Sylvia begin to moan softly.Then, he inserted a second finger and began a rhythm of stroking with two fingers while his thumb began to stroke her clit. All the while, two fingers on his other hand were exploring deep inside her ass.I could her breathing grow as he continued his massage, and clearly she was enjoying his stroking. I thought to myself, 'If he keeps this up, she's going to come.'"Ummmmm, that feels nice," I heard her say. The motion of the doctor's hand suddenly changed and it appeared that instead of running his fingers up and down the length of Sylvia's slit, he was now finger-fucking her. Her moans grew loader.It sounded like she would cum soon if he didn't stop. "Aggghh," came a louder moan. While I watched Sylvia's body first went rigid and then began to shake in the obvious throes of orgasm.The thought of the doctor making Sylvia come almost caused an immediate climax in me. The doctor continued, increasing the pace gradually, and Sylvia began to move back into him in response to his strokes. With another loud moan and a sharp cry she lunged forward and spasmed several times again. The doctor stroked her slowly as she came down from her climax.As I watched Dr. May slipped down his trunks revealing a huge erection. It must have been nearly eleven inches long and very thick. It stuck out at ninety degrees from his body. "Oh, don't stop," Sylvia said when she noticed that his hands were gone. The doctor positioned himself behind Sylvia's spread thighs. He reached down under her hips and lifted. Sylvia's wet opening was directly in line with his hard cock. He plunged forward and impaled her on his cock. In spite of his large size, he went all the way in with one stroke."Oh gawd!" Sylvia exclaimed as his cock impaled her.She immediately began to rock back against his thrusts. She obviously loved it.As I continued watching the tape, Sylvia turned over onto her back while the doctor crawled up between her thighs. Then he re-entered her and began to pound furiously into her inviting pussy. Sylvia's hand went down to her clit and I watched her rub herself while the doctor's thrusts continued. He lifted up Sylvia's right leg so that the camera had a perfect view of his cock slamming into her. In just a few frantic minutes Sylvia came again and then the doctor's body stiffened as he pushed himself deep into her and held himself there. Sylvia's pussy had just been filled with a load of the doctor's hot cum.As I said before, these tapes had been edited, because this session with Sylvia ended before the doctor had gotten out from between her legs.The next scene started with almost no transition. I was startled by who the woman was on the table. She was already nude and lying on her back with her legs spread to the edge of the table. It was Julia, who was now working at Dravo. I have kept these tapes for the past thirty years. Some of them have been converted to .avi and .flv and uploaded to a couple of amateur video sites (none of my ex-wife).This is part one of I don't know how many parts yet, but I will write about some more of my ex-wife's "treatments". She had two a week for almost three months and all of them were on the VHS tapes.THE END for now... |
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capedcrusader.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/capedcrusader.txt | I had always found Jack's wife sexy, the three of us had gone back many years, Jack and I had met whilst still in college and despite moving around about, we still kept in regular contact, hooking up for beers in town and occasional parties at each other's houses.I am pretty sure Karen his partner knew I fancied her, if fact, I am pretty sure Jack knew and seemed pretty nonchalant about it, I had never made any secret of my thoughts, frequently making 'boorish' comments after a few drinks and often doing my best 'Benny Hill' impressions whenever the situation arouse.She was quite simple cute, short, slim, athletic, with a somewhat larger than expected chest, 'we' called her 'summer tits' as they had been somewhat covered up when we first met her, come summer, out they popped as the summer dressing came out the closet. Karen worked out a lot, she was athletic and focused, she was ultra-competitive and could be quite feisty, unfortunately, whilst I frequently amused myself and seemingly Jack, she could and often did flip out when we were together, typically around the time I had pushed her buttons once too often, invariable as she bent down or leant forward as she cleared up after the two of us.I was fond of Karen, she was fun, but at the same time, I also found her to be somewhat cold, self-righteous and even superior, maybe I was growing a chip, I don't know, maybe I just didn't notice a change in her as I gradually became more predatory.It is often hard to know where the line is and harder to stop crossing it when you finally come to it, I have always been loyal, however over time, deep routed feeling began to emerge within me about Karen, I am not sure if it was a case of 'teaching her a lesson' or 'having something that wasn't mine', simple put, but over the space of one summer, I found myself becoming more and more attracted, obsessed even with the thought of fucking her. Maybe she was growing tired of our laddish behaviour and was growing up - as I reflect, I am sure that is the case, but my own feelings where torn between lust and resentment.Jack and I go back a long way, we have done a lot together, I would truly class him as my best friend, I could sense he was becoming torn as the temperature rouse during our bonding sessions and the growing frustration of his wife. But I could not help the increasingly erotic and intense thoughts of his having sex with his wife, I knew deep down they were beginning to cloud my judgment, I knew I was willing to jeopardise our friendship just to have her and I also recognised she wasn't going to offer it up willingly.Was it an opportunity to good to miss - I don't know, but when the invitation for Karen's 40th arrived, I kind of knew that I was going to take a path of no return, as I looked at myself in the mirror the invite in one hand, I knew then that I would cross the line, would I go all the way - I didn't know, but I knew from my trembling hands and in the pit of my stomach, that I would do something.I love a good fancy dress party, I had been to many and always enjoyed going over board - Jack and I discussed outfits, as soon as he said Captain America, I knew I had an in. Whilst we are of similar height, outwardly he appeared stockier; the muscles on the hire costume would hide our physical differences. I called Jack and suggested we both head to the hire shop together, I was keen to ensure I had a good look at his outfit, whilst I hired out Robin, Batman's side kick, both had red tights and would be easier for me to play out my plan.Time goes agonisingly slowly when you are waiting, but the party night eventually came round, donning my caped crusader outfit, I headed over to Jack and Karen's, I couldn't help but admire how the tights accentuated my cock as I tucked myself in, I gave it a small stroke, knowing the next time it would be touched, it would not likely be my hands, it started to swell an strain against the tight material. Having read a lot about men's penis sizes and also listen to comments, chatted with the lads and spent a reasonable amount of time in gym showers, I was 'happy' with my size, I knew I was bigger than normal and had had my fair share of women tell me.The party was going when I arrived, Jack opened up the door, all done up as Captain America, he looked good, behind him in the kitchen I saw Karen laughing gaily, she was dressed up as Superwoman, a gold and red breast plate pushing and accentuating her chest coupled with a very short skirt showing off her toned thighs, gold knee length boots adding to the allure, she looked incredible, my cock stirred. 'Great party, can hear it down the street.'We had agreed I would stop over the night, I took my overnight case upstairs, came down and started mixing, it was still somewhat early. Karen and I had a couple of laughs and I wandered around catching up, always conscious of my plan in the back of my mind. Around midnight, the opportunity presented itself, the party was in full swing, Jack came over and asked if I wanted to walk the dog with him, they had a German Shephard, I declined. 'Ok, see you in 30 minutes or so.' Was his passing remark and off into the night went Captain America.I stole upstairs, I needed to work quickly, I really didn't have a lot of time, opening up my bag, I donned my Captain America top and mask, looking into the side mirror, you wouldn't have told us apart. My heart was racing, I knew I should stop and that I was seriously in trouble, but my lust had taken control. I went downstairs seeking Karen.The house was packed and heaving, as I navigated through the throng of bodies, I spied her in the kitchen, she smiled as she saw me coming, nonplussed 'hi stud' she murmured as I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. Without flinching she carried on chatting with friends as I ran my hands over her body, kissing the nape of her neck, she pushed her hips back, I knew I had found a weak spot, I am sure she felt my erection pushing into her thigh.She brushed me off, 'Excuse my husband,' she said to the couple. 'He clearly loves this outfit and hasn't stopped,' she turned to me pushing my arm slightly. 'Right over here you,' she giggled, clearly high on wine and totally unaware of it not being her husband. In a way, she played into my hands, by leading my arm, she didn't get to see my face, by taking me into the garden we entered a darkness, 'I am gagging for a smoke,' she said, 'and horny as hell.'I laughed, heading into a darkened corner, navigating Karen to a bench, whilst conscious of the light from the window, we would be able to see in, but they wouldn't see what I was about to do. Karen lit a cigarette, she sat up on the back of the bench, I moved unto her, our bodies close, 'So stud, what am I getting for my birthday treat?'I loved the way she talked. My cock was now rock now and it stuck out clearly, I could see Karen looking down, her eyes seemingly taking it in, she seemed momentarily confused, I needed to seize the moment, I kneeled and pushed my face into her crotch.'Darling, we can't, not here,' she murmured. My hands went around the back of her thighs and started to stroke the backs of her legs, kneading her firm arse, she started to relax, I could smell her pussy, it was radiating warmth. She shuddered and opened up further, 'Seriously baby, we might be caught,' she murmured, my mouth starting to kiss and lick the sides of her hips, wanting and willing her to open fully. That is when she surprised me, her hand slide down and pushed the fabric of her costume aside, she was fully exposed and open. My tongue sorted her out, opening her, licking her gently, tasting her wetness, running over her swelling bud. I had her.She started to shudder with each lap, the noises coming out of her where deep, guttural, she bucked and help my head closer to her pushing, bucking on my face, her juices covering my mouth and chin, I knew she would cum, she needed to cum. My tongue sort out her, arse, I couldn't help myself, how dirty was she, how far would she go... she mewed, deeper, my fingers sort out the wetness, I pushed fingers into both her holes, whilst maintaining a steady rhythm with my tongue, seeking to tasted every part of her, she bucked, pulling me closer into her and came to a shuddering climax, her juices flowing freely, shaking she slipped down from the bench.'Oh my god! Oh my god!" she whispered gently as she fell against me. My hardness was now pushing against her thigh. 'My god, you feel hard tonight darling, I loved that thing you did with my arse, I might have to give you more,' she chuckled.I felt her start to move down, her fingers grasped my cock through the tights, 'My god, you feel massive,' she murmured, her mouth found my cock, still encased, she open her mouth and gently bit down on the end.In the distance, I saw our capped friend had returned, it was time to go.'Happy Birthday,' I said, pulling her back up onto her feet.To be continued...Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 76 |
familyinbondage.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/40/familyinbondage.txt | Myra had married Gary totally for his money. She had been his mistress for 3 months dominating the wimp. Finally he cracked and asked her to marry him and dominate him forever. He had one daughter and a son. The daughter Jenny was getting ready for college and the son Mike was in high school. Myra had a daughter of her own whom she was training one day to be a mistress like her. She wanted to own all Gary wealth and his family as her own personal sex slaves. She and her daughter Linda would live happily ever afterwards.She had arranged for the girls to sleep together so together so Linda could work on Jenny while she sat the stage for Gary domination each night. Linda was working her in with magazines and videos while each night she left the door cracked so the Linda could show Jenny her domination of her father. She showed her the joy of masturbation and light spanking. Soon it was inevitable that Jenny was as submissive as her father licking Linda cunt after viewing their night shows in their parents' room. Linda made sure to break her in slowly dominating her more and more each night mostly with little resistance.That day the mother and daughter got together and planned the family weekend. They both knew Mike would be no problem since the kid was totally perverted already. Gary mother however would be a big problem. She was rich and a bitch of her own. Mike was out with friends that night when Gary arrived home from picking Jenny up at school. Both Myra and Linda was waiting dressed in their favorite black leather outfits that exposed their tits, cunt, and ass for easy access.Gary and Jenny walked in totally surprise at the ladies appearance. Neither spoke as Myra got up and walked over to Gary and grabbed his nuts in her hand squeezing them tight."Drop the pants wimp. Time for all the girls to see what a wimp you are." Myra old him."Myra, the girls..."Myra slapped Gray hard on the face. "Drop them I said," she yelled.Gary slowly lowered his slacks and at Myra insistence his panties exposing his cock sticking straight out to his daughter at his side. Myra grabbed his cock in her hand."Come wimp. Time for your spanking. Be sure to count or you'll know better next time." She warned him.She led him over to the table and pushed him over the edge of it. She started paddling his ass with her bare hand as Gary started counting the swats like a child. She was swatting harder tonight than normal and soon he was breaking down early begging after the first twenty. Myra; however, was going to put on a special show for his daughter who was standing there frozen at the doorway staring. He was crying like a baby by fifty and promising to do anything she wanted."Tell your daughter what your tongue is for wimp," Myra yelled at him."For licking my mistress ass. Please let me lick your ass mistress." Gary yelled.Myra turned around facing Jenny at the doorway with a smile across her face. "Get on your knees wimp and put that face of yours where it belongs." She demanded.Gary immediately dropped down behind her pushing his face between her round cheeks seeking her brownie hole and licking it."Linda, your slut is just standing fully clothed in the doorway like she a statue or something. Is that the way you taught her how to behave?" Myra said glancing at Jenny just standing there frozen.Linda got up totally absorbed by her mother domination of Gary and walked over to Jenny still standing eyes frozen at what she had witness. Jenny didn't move as she approached and slapped her hard on the face."Strip bitch. I want mother to see what a slut you are." She told her."Please Linda not like this. Dad is here and your mother..."Linda slapped her face again. "I don't care who sees you slut. You belong to me so strip now. From now on mother is going to beat your ass too.""Mom, please tell her to quit." Jenny begged."You heard her slut. Yes I know what a bitch you are when you were supposed to be sleeping and from now on you are going to act like one. Strip or I come over myself and slap your pretty little face." Myra snapped at her.Jenny slowly removed her clothing. Linda slapped her ass several times demanding she hurry up enjoying the moment of truth. Finally, she stood totally naked in front of Linda and her mother who was enjoying the tonguing in her rear. Linda grabbed her pussy hairs and pulled down sharply as Jenny clenched in pain."Get on your knees and lick my cunt slut. Show mother what a slut you are." She demanded.Jenny slowly lowered herself down to the carpet on her knees in front of Linda."Kiss is first slut and then lick it like the dog you are or I beat your ass raw." Linda yelled at her.Jenny leaned forth putting her face in Linda cunt kissing her cunt lips. Linda grabbed her hair placing the kisses where she wanted first and then pushing her face firmly in her snatch commanding she lick her to an orgasm. As she started tonguing her clit, Jenny reached down between her own thighs trying to rub her cunt which had been totally excited from the action earlier."Looks like the slut needs to be taught a lesson not to play with her dirty cunt without permission. Wimp get my paddle from the bedroom." Linda commanded her.Gary crawled out from behind Myra towards the bedroom and returned on all fours with the paddle in his mouth."Wimp I going to spank this fat ass daughter of yours and you're going to tell me to do it again. Do you understand?" She said slapping the paddle on her palm."Yes mistress. Spank the bitch fat ass." Gary replied.Jenny was trying to protest with her mouth still planted in Linda cunt when the first swat came on her right cheek. She yelled out in agony."Spank her fat ass again mistress," Gary yelled.Myra began laying the paddle again and again across Jenny's butt as she squirmed around underneath Linda trying to avoid the swats swinging her hands wildly. Linda had a firm grip on her hair keeping it in place as she was pleading with Myra for mercy."Get on your back bitch. Mother got something nice for you tonight. It's time you learn to service your mother for a change." Linda laughed at her.She waited till Jenny lay down on the floor still crying from her redden ass. Turning around she lowered herself so that her ass was right over her face and then squatted down on it."You know how to lick it," Myra said from above. "You've watched your father doing it plenty of times. I suggest you do a better job on it than you did on Linda pussy or you'll feel this paddle on those things you call tits."Jenny started licking Myra big ass working her tongue inside the already wet brown hole as Linda got up and sat astride Gary back. "Gettiup horsy," she yelled swatting his ass with her hand. "Move your big butt.""Make him crawl to the bedroom dear and shove my small whip up his big ass." Myra yelled at her. "That always gets him crawling faster. I can see his little pecker already getting excited at the thought."She lowered her ass down farther on Jenny face as the girl moaned from the weight of her ass. Just for the fun of it, she swatted her tit with the paddle as she yelled from out from below her ass."You can do better than that bitch. Now get that tongue deeper in my butt." She warned.Jenny had little choice as the weight of Myra ass was practically suffocating her underneath. She worked it as far as she could up her butt hole wiggling it inside to try to please her."I always knew you were a brown-noser like your dad," Myna teased her. "I'm going to enjoy sitting on your face on a regular basis. Oh, Linda. Much better dear. See how fast he crawls now."Linda had returned with Gary crawling as fast as he could beneath. She had her hand on the end of the whip handle thrusting it in and out his asshole while he whined with each thrust."Reamed his ass good honey. Show the wimp whose boss." Myra yelled laughing.Myra rose up from Jenny face as her tongue popped out of her asshole."Get on all fours bitch. Crawl like the dog bitch you are. Wiggle that ass of yours dear." She commanded.Jenny got up on her hands and knees and started crawling like her dad. Myra followed behind putting her toe in her ass as she crawled."Bark bitch." Myra yelled. "I said bark or my toe will be so deep in your ass you won't ever get it out."Both father and daughter crawled around the room with the mistresses tormenting their rears as they struggled around.Myra suggested they rest for a while, while their slaves tongued their feet after the hard work they did. Sitting on the couch, they made each crawl over and tongue bath their feet. She teased Jenny making her try to get her whole foot in her mouth while putting the other in her cunt working her up in excitement. Linda just sat back watching Gary lapping her toes like a pet dog in excitement.Myra knew Jenny was closed to cumming and wasn't going to let that happen. She pushed her head to the floor demanding she not move a muscle till she returned.When she returned, she had a butt plug in her hand."Mother has a special present for her bitch daughter tonight," she said getting to her knees behind her. Spreading her ass cheeks while Jenny moaned awaiting the surprise, she licked the plug several times and then took careful aim at her asshole before forcing it.Jenny was in shock and surprise trying to scoot forward from the pain in her asshole but Myra kept the pressure up till her head hit the couch and so couldn't go no farther. She reached back pleading with her to remove it as she swatted her hands behind trying to reach it with little success. Myra had it all the way end as she lay panting for air below."Get use to it dear. In this house from now on when you come home your butt will be plugged unless Linda or me gives you permission to remove it." She told her. She swatted Gary on his ass. "Yours too, wimp."Linda laughed at Gary red face and grabbed his hair pulling his face to her cunt. "Lap it dog," she demanded. "Maybe I'll let you fuck my bitch some day. Then again, maybe I'll let her fuck you."Gary cock was leaking in excitement as he started tonguing Linda cunt in earnest.Myra watched in excitement and then slapped Jenny ass several times."Mother has to pee. You know what I make your father do first don't you bitch." She said."Yes ma'am," Jenny shirked down below, he has to tongue your john first. "Please don't make me do that." "Nonsense bitch, in this house you are nothing but a worthless worm like your dad." She swatted her ass several more times. "Get your butt moving bitch and hurry up unless you want me to pee in your mouth."Jenny started crawling towards the bathroom crying while Linda laughed at the pitiful sight passing by."I think you should pee in her mouth mom." Jenny remarked. "It's not much good for anything else.""Maybe some day dear. I don't want to make her a toilet mouth yet." Myra grinned back. "Hurry up slut unless you want to clean in the bowl too."Myra gave her a few minutes and then went in. Jenny was lapping the toilet sear as she entered."Is it clean yet slut or do I have to spank your ass again?" She asked."Yes mistress," Jenny replied moving aside the toilet as Myra sat down. She heard her pissing and knew what the next command would be."Clean my cunt slut." Myra commanded her. "Hurry up."Jenny crawled forth and started lapping her piss soaked cunt till Myra was satisfied. She lapped even after it was clean before Myra let her stop."From now on dear, when you hear Linda or me say we have to pee, you better scoot your butt in here real fast and clean our toilet lid or we'll make you clean it afterwards and you don't want to do that do you?" Myra yelled at her."NO Ma'am," Jenny replied quickly."Also when you are home you are to be naked at all times for our pleasure and that nasty asshole of yours is going to be plugged." Myra continued. "Is that understood?""Yes mistress," Jenny replied weakly. "But what about if Mike is home.""Don't worry about him dear." Myra remarked. "He will be joining you in your training. "Myra got up and turned around. "Now kiss your mother butt for letting you clean her toilet."Jenny crawled forward kissing on Myra ass while she enjoyed her domination of the young girl. Much too easy, she thought. This was going to be so much fun."Put your nose in my ass and keep it there slut while we go see how Linda is doing." She laughingly remarked. "I'll walk slow so you enjoy the smell of my butt."Jenny crawled hastily after Myra with her big ass slapping her nose buried in her butt.In the living room, Linda was still having fun with Gary. She had a grip on his cock lifting it up and slapping his balls with her hand. With each slap, Gary would say Gary wants another please. Myra was excited by her daughter's imagination. Just as she was about to say something, the door opened and Mike walked in. He was halfway in the living room before he froze looking at the sight of his family."Holy cow," he said astonished.Myra seized the moment noticing the lust in his eyes."Get out of those clothes now young man," she said with a stern voice. "Your late as usual and from now on you are going to be punished like the rest of the family. Strip."Mike needed no encouragement as his cock was already sticking out in front of his pants looking at his mother and sisters new bodies. He had always fantasized about the girls. But now this was real. He quickly removed his clothes standing proudly in front of them."Linda, go wipe that smile off your brother face." Myra told her. "The little turd thinks that thing between his legs is good for something. Show him what's it for."Linda immediately got up eagerly walking towards Mike who was offering no resistance. She reached down and grabbed his cock stroking it for a moment as he moaned in excitement. Then she reached below grabbing his nuts in her hand and squeezed hard."OHHHHHhhhh," Mike yelled. "Gosh that hurts. Not so hard.""On your knees boy," Linda said, slapping his face. "You wimp."She tugged his cock till Mike got down on his knees before her. She grabbed his hair standing there with her cunt only inches from his face as he stared at it in anticipation."From now on you are nothing but a worthless worm like your dad for us to use." Linda warned him. "You will always be on your knees in front of us and will address us as mistress. Understand worm?""Yes mistress," Mike replied dying to push his face in her beautiful bush."Put your head to the floor worm and push that fat ass of yours up. I'm going to spank it like you deserve." Linda yelled at him.Mike eagerly laid his head to the floor and lifted his ass up. Myra decided to watch the fun and demanded Gary laid of the floor on his back underneath her feet. She made Jenny squat over his face and while she toyed with his cock with her foot, he was commanded to push Jenny's butt plug with his hand in and out her asshole.Mike was no longer eager as before as Linda was pounding brutally on his ass with her palms. He was now begging and pleading to do what she wanted and be her sex toy as his father and sister. She paddled some more and then spread his ass wide telling him how fun it was going to be to plug that big hole of his pushing her fingers in and out as he moaned underneath."Linda, why don't you take Junior to your bedroom and dress him in Jenny's nightgown." Myra laughed. "She won't need them anymore. There's an extra plug for his nasty butt hole in my room too. Just well get him used to it now."Linda pointed to the bedroom and kicked Mike ass. "Crawl turd and wiggle that hinny of yours. Once I get you dressed up maybe I'll let you tongue my sweet ass for a while."She followed Mike crawling hurriedly to the room. Myra had Gary cock sticking straight up from her foot toying and Jenny was squirming by her side in ecstasy as the plug was doing a job in her ass. She made Jenny get up and then down on her knees as she told Gary to stand in front of her. Taking his cock she told Jenny to open her mouth."No need to ruin the carpet tonight," she smiled at Jenny "when I got a cum dump like you to dump it in." Stroking Gary cock faster he quickly came shooting his load in Jenny mouth as she swallowed as fast as she could."That was very good slut and as a reward I'm going to let you fuck his big ass tonight." Myra told her. "Get on the floor wimp." Myra got up and went to the next room returning with a strap on which she attached around Jenny waist. She positioned him behind Gary and spread his ass so she could position the dildo properly and then demanded she ream his ass good for cumming. She slapped Jenny plug in back edging her own as Gary whined down below as it kept pumping in and out his ass."Nothing like a good family fucking to keep everyone in their proper place," she teased tweaking Jenny nipple as she pumped faster. Leaving the couple in place, she walked in the bedroom to see how Linda and Mike were proceeding. Tomorrow she would call Gary mom to set the last course in action.In the bedroom, Linda had Mike on her knees like a baby feeding him her tit as he sucked on each. He was dressed in Jenny see through nightee and lace panties with his plug poking out underneath. Her hand was toying with the plug as he was sucking and moaning at the same time."Glad to see we have a new baby in the house," Myra said smiling at the sight on the edge of the bed. "No trouble I see. I'll get a bottle for your little rump."Myra went to the kitchen and prepared a baby bottle for Mike filled with several laxative and milk and returned. Linda had him over her lap spanking his rear when she entered the room. He was crying in her lap."I got just what the baby wants;" Myra laughed handing Linda the bottle. "You have to learn to feed them"She went in front of Mike and squatted down so he had an eyeful of her hairy cunt."Open up baby. You can admire my cunt while you suck on this." She told him.Mike opened his mouth and started sucking on the bottle as Myra rubbed her cunt with one hand and feed him with the other. His eyes were budging out watching her playing wishing he could shove his face in her hairy snatch."See honey. You just have to feed the brat to keep them happy. That's it baby suck your bottle." She said laughing at his facial expression.Linda was laughing at the sight knowing her mother must have put something in it. She pinched his ass cheeks as he sucked and rubbed his butt as she felt his hard-on between her legs. Soon the bottle was empty as Myra took it away and stood up."I need to go to the bathroom mommy," Mike pleaded."Naughty boy," Myra laughed. "You should have thought about that before you drink all that milk. I bet if you please Linda ass enough she may let you.""Sure," said Linda laughing. Pushing him off her lap she laid back on the bed on her stomach."Come here and lick my asshole and I may let you go to the bathroom," she teased. "Otherwise, that plug in your butt will just have to hold it."Myra smiled at the sight of Mike crawling to the foot of the bed in haste putting his face in Linda ass. She could hear his slurping sounds and decided to go back and check on the others. He wouldn't be any trouble at all. She heard Linda fart on his face and smiled as she exited the room."Honey, I'll send the wimp to bed with you tonight. I'll think I will enjoy the slut puppy tonight," she said.In the living room Gary had collapsed on the floor with Jenny spawned on his back with the strap-on cock still deep in his ass. Both were out like a log as she entered and kicked Jenny in the ass."Did I tell you to quit?" She demanded."No mistress," Jenny awoke with a start trying to start fucking Gary asshole again. Gary screamed as she plowed in again."That's enough slut. Remove the strap-on and come to my room now. As for you wimp. Get your butt in the shower and take a bath and afterwards report to Linda for the bedding tonight." She demanded.Jenny quickly removed the strap and crawled towards Myra bedroom as Gary whined and crawled out to the bathroom. Myra smiled as they crawled by like little puppies expecting a reward of some kind. She was wet at the thought of getting Gary mother Kate in this position and followed after Jenny.Myra entered the bedroom to find Jenny on her knees awaiting her next command."Stand up slut." She demanded. "You know how your wimp dad pleases me at night." She opened the drawer and removed a double strap-on and walked towards Jenny. Inserting the smaller dildo in her mouth, she tied the strap around the back of her head tight and then got under the covers in her bed."Crawl under the covers down their slut and please me." Myra told her. "If you lucky, I may fall asleep early. If not, your face is going to be working overtime tonight. Boy, I'm tired."Jenny went to the end of the bed as she had seen her dad do several times and crawled up under the covers between Myra legs finding her cunt ass wet in excitement. She eased the dildo into her opening with little problem and then started slowly face fucking her cunt. She knew she would have to continue till she fell asleep and then she could rest but keep the cock in place all night in case she wanted more. It wasn't long between Myra came twice and drifted off. She heard plenty of sounds from the bathroom and knew the boys must really be getting it tonight as she drifted to sleep herself.She was awakening early the next morning by Myra gripping her hair and shoving her dildo mouth in and out her cunt till she came."Remove your face plug," Myra demanded. "I have to go to the bathroom."Jenny crawled out exhausted already from last night and removed the strap around her head and crawled to the bathroom to prepare the toilet for her mistress who entered only moments afterwards. She kneeled to her side as she finished her business and made her wipe her ass afterwards as she fought the urge to run in panic. She did it however, totally disgusted at what she had become. To make matters worst, Myra made her lick it afterwards to ensure it was clean to her despair.They entered the kitchen to find Linda already seated at the table with a small whip in her hand. Both men had nothing on except lacy panties and butt plugs and were preparing the breakfast for the day."How did you sleep last night," Myra asked her smiling at the stripes across Mike and Gary asses."Great," said Linda. "There's nothing like the feeling of a tongue in your ass and pussy at the same time as you fall asleep. When will Kate be arriving this morning?""I suspect around 9," Myra replied, watching the reactions of the family members squirming. "Yes wimp your mother will be joining you as our slave. It will be so much fun breaking the news to her. Do any of you wont to complain?"Nobody said anything, as Linda and her laughed at their pitiful sights. Jenny had to crawl under the table lapping their cunts while the men feed them their breakfast. They finished the meal and toyed with the men for a while beforeMyra said it was time for Linda needed to take the slaves in the bedroom and prepare them for her introduction. They had planned it very nicely for today. Kate would not be as easy as those three.Myra put on a slip on dress as the doorbell rang and went to answer it after knocking twice on Linda door. Kate was standing there as usual as it opened with her proud and stuck up nose at her."Come in," said Myra and have a seat. The family is busy but I'm sure they will be available shortly."I" don't have time for small chat," Kate said taking a seat on the chair. "I just came by to see what Gary called me for and then I have to go shopping. I have a bridge club meeting tonight. Will you please go tell him I'm here?""You're such a pain in the ass Kate." Myra smiled at her. "Just like your son. I bet you play with your pussy at night just thinking about ways to screw your employees in that company of yours.""So what sugar. If you were rich like me you could too." Kate replied. "Instead your nothing but a tramp and whore Gary married and I'm going to watch when he kicks your butt out of the family. If you don't mind darling, can you get your sweet tail up and tell him I'm here.""Go tell them yourself. He's in the bedroom with the kids but I wouldn't brother them without looking in first to see if they're busy." Myra warned her."Fine," said Kate getting up and walking towards the bedroom.Myra watched her large ass sway as she strode out mad. Her pussy just tingled at the thought of slapping her huge mounds. She waited for at least 15 minutes before Kate returned to the living room face flushed and just sat down in her chair stunned."You look flushed Kate. Oh, I forgot to tell you the kids and Gary are Linda and my personal slaves." Myra smiled at her. "We use them for our pleasure as I'm sure you must have saw Linda enjoying the toys. I'm thinking about making several movies and even renting them out to pimps in the neighborhood. Maybe I'll advertise that you are their mother and grandmother so people can come and ask you for a tryout."Kate looked up surprised. "Myra you can't do that. My life and the family will be ruined. How much do you want? I'll pay it.""I think I would enjoy you as my personal slave Kate." Myra kept smiling. "Maybe I can teach you some manners. Maybe if you agree to be our slave on the weekends, I'll let you live your normal life during the week and keep it a secret between us. I knew from the day we met that I just had to have you.""Myra, you can't be serious." Kate yelled. "You are a bitch.""Of course I am." Myra pressed on enjoying every minute. "It will destroy your business. So I suggest you agree to my terms if you want any of your life from now on. I'm sure I can always make it known no matter where you move or try to hide. I can even take it out on Gary and the kids for your failure. So what will it be bitch?Kate life was destroyed and she knew it. "I agree," she whispered in tears.."Louder slut. Tell mistress you are a worthless slut whore." Myra yelled at her."I'm a worthless slut whore," Kate replied louder with a horst voice."Whose slut?" She demanded."I'm Myra personal worthless slut," Kate repeated shaking."Good get your ass over here now and turn around so I can inspect you that big butt of yours." Myra remarked grinning broadly at her.Kate slowly got up and walked over to the grinning Myra. Turning around, she stayed still as Myra rubbed her hands across her broad ass in back."Lift the dress to your waist slut and hold it there." She commanded.Kate raised her dress as she felt Myra slowly lowered her panties below the globes of her butt.Myra goosed and tugged on Kate large ass while she remained in position."Oh Kate," Myra said. "You sure have a big nasty ass back here but it's still much prettier than you face. Let me see here. Oh yes. Your asshole looks just like the hole you have on your face and it stinks just as much I see."Myra continued to tweak and spread her butt while she demanded she remove her dress and bra. When she had them off, she made her bend over and remove her panties, giving her the perfect opportunity to jab a finger deep in her asshole making her yell out from the onslaught."Don't worry honey, I have one bigger for you big butt hole later," Myra teased, jabbing the finger in and out her asshole as she struggled to get the panties off her feet. Myra pussy was soaking wet as she enjoyed the torment of the woman. She noticed that even Kate pussy was getting wet despite her trying not to. She reached between her legs and rubbed her cunt making her moaned in pleasure. She wasn't going to let her have the chance to concentrate on anything else but what was happening to her. Soon between the ass probing and cunt rubbing, Kate was wiggling wildly in pleasure. She pulled her finger out of her butt and slapped her ass hard."Get on all fours bitch," she demanded.Kate dropped down on her hands and knees as Myra got up from the couch. "Remember how you were going to watch your son kick my butt out of the house. Well guess what? You are going to crawl around the room while I kick yours."She kicked Kate ass hard with her foot. "Move bitch."Kate started crawling as Myra followed behind kicking her butt as it wiggled in front of her. She was enjoying it totally as Kate started pleading with her that it was hurting. She gave her one final kick between her legs right up her pussy as Kate screamed in pain and grabbed her cunt with her hands. Myra removed her dress admiring the sight before her."Get your face over here bitch and lick my cunt," she said, stroking her cunt in anticipation. She knew it was dripping in excitement. She watched Kate still holding her cunt in one hand crawl over in agony on her knees and placed her face in her crotch. Myra grabbed her hair and pushed her face hard in her crotch. She wanted to make it as difficult as possible. She felt her nose and tongue pressed hard on her clit as Kate started working her tongue up and down on it. She had told Linda she wanted an hour with her before she could come out with the rest of the slaves and she wanted ever minute of it. She came on her face hard. Pushing her head back slightly, Myra reached down and tweaked her large nipples between her finger and thumb."Guess what you are going to lick next slut," she smiled. "Beg.""Please mistress," Kate shirked in between her nipple pinches. "Let me lick your ass.""Okay," Myra smiled and turned around. She wiggled her ass at Kate several times and then pushed it back till Kate face was planted in her crack. "Lick it slowly first," she said, "then get that wagging tongue of yours deep inside."She felt Kate tongue running up and down her asshole and then slowly working its way inside. She was going to enjoy every moment of this as she started rotating her ass on her face while her tongue was still in. Get a good taste of my butt slut she thought, your face is going to be in it a lot.Myra was totally absorbed in the worship of her asshole when Linda walked in with Gary and the kids crawling behind."Look who came for dinner," Myra said, grinding her ass more on Kate face. Gary gasped at the sight of his mother on her knees tonguing Myra ass and Mike gasped in excitement.Kate realized that the family was all there now and panic. She immediately crawled behind the chair trying to cover her large rear with her hand but couldn't completely get behind it. She was crying in shame."Linda, I guess we have another large baby in the house. Would you do the honor of demonstrating to our new bitch what happens to crying babies." Myra told her."I would love to," Linda replied walking around the chair as Kate tried desperately to cover her tits. She grabbed Kate by the ear as she screamed from the pain and stood her up so everyone could see her large sagging tits and hairy pussy. Kate begged her to let her go but Linda lead her to the center of the room and turned her around so everyone had a close up view of her large butt. Pushing her head down by tugging her ear low, she started swatting her ass with her hand as Kate yelled out in pain. Linda told the others that since she had a larger ass she needed harder spanks to feel it. Soon Kate ass was wiggling wildly trying to avoid the next slap as Myra made Jenny crawl between her legs and lick her pussy as everyone was watching the action. She grabbed the cat from around her waist and slapping her ass with it while she tongue her clit. Kate ass was jumping up and down no longer caring who saw it and begging Linda to stop. Myra suggested Mike go get one of the butt plugs she had left in the drawer."The biggest one," she told him.By the time Linda had quit spanking Kate ass, she was fully in tears and crying. Mike handed her the plug as she told him to spread her ass wide."Nooooo. Please," Kate begged as she felt the dong at her ass hole entrance.Linda didn't hesitate. She started working it slowly in as Kate started yelling it was too large and please remove it. Finally it was fully inserted as Kate was wailing from the pain."Don't be such a baby," Linda said. "Everyone has a plug and you don't hear them complaining. Can't have you going to the bathroom without permission you know."Gripping her ear lobe harder, she made her stand up tear faced and started walking her around the room wagging her fanny erratically as she strolled.Myra was laughing and telling her that she had finally learned how to walk properly. Even Mike and Jenny had to laugh at the pitiful sight struggling to walk straight. Linda made Gary come over and turn around showing his butt plug and then told him to bend over. Pushing Kate on her knees in front of his ass, she demanded she lick his balls in back so she could get a good view of his plug. Mike was called over to lick her cunt while she constantly demanded Kate lick faster on his balls. Soon Gary cock was sticking straight out and dripping all over the floor."Gary turn around and jack off on your mother face," Myra yelled from the chair. "Be sure to open up Kate or you'll have to lick the floor clean afterwards."Gary was too horny to hesitate as he immediately turned around pulling on his cock as Kate opened her mouth and shot a load inside it and down her chin as she tried to swallow it."Oh wasn't that lovely," Myra said. "She didn't even drop any on the floor. I think we should let the kids have some fun now. Gary, Kate get on all fours now. Jenny go get on Gary's back and Mike get on Kate's.""That's right," she said, as the kids were positioned. "Now we are going to play pony. Gary, you and Kate are going to raise your butts up so you are on your hands and feet only and the kids are going to ride you two. Jenny, you and Mike be sure to spank those big asses good. I want to see them bucking."The kids were all excited from watching the action earlier and needed no incentive. Both were slapping the ass behind them while Kate and Gary butts were moving rapidly with the blows. Linda and Myra sat back and enjoyed the scene laughing as Kate was begging Mike not to hit so hard. Gary joined her later as his butt started getting redder and redder. Soon the kids could barely stay on top."That's enough," said Myra. "We don't want to wear the older sluts out too fast. Linda, I'm going to take Kate to the bathroom for some fun. I'm sure you can think up something for the rest to do. Crawl bitch, Myra yelled at Kate."Kate exhausted from the whipping Mike had giving her was relieved to be away from the kid for a while as she hurried to get out of the room. She feared what was coming next but knew she couldn't take any more spankings for the moment. Myra joined her after she arrived with a double dildo in her hand. She made her stand up and stuck the short end in her mouth like she did Jenny the night before. Strapping it around her head tight."Get in the tub and lay on your back," she commanded.Kate immediately got in the laid back on the cold tile. It felt so cold without water in it as goose bumps appeared from the bare exposure."You always wanted to fuck me and now you're chance," Myra said smiling down at her. She stepped on each side of Kate head and wiggling her fanny at the older woman below started lowering her pussy down on the dildo. She had to reach down to help guide it in her cunt. She slowly lowered herself completely on the fake cock till she felt Kate nose buried in her asshole and remained still for a while enjoying it's presence."Oh, your cock feels so good Kate." She moaned. "Fuck me bitch. Fuck your mistress."She started rocking on the cock as Kate tried desperately to keep it in her cunt. Every so often she would come down completely so she smothered Kate nose in her ass and then start again. She could hear Kate having a hard time breathing down below and enjoyed every moment of it. Finally she came squirming on the cock and her face."Oh, that was so good," she said. "Kate you're a natural born fucker. I didn't know your mouth was good for anything. I got something special for you. Sitting back fully on the cock so her nose was deeply embedded she let out a fart and laugh as Kate body shock down below."That felt so good," she said. "I always wanted to do that to your face. She slowly got off the cock and out of the tub admiring Kate pitiful face down below.""Stand up dear so I can remove you cock till next time." She smiled.She unhooked the strap and held the long end she had just fucked to Kate face."Open up bitch and clean my cock." She demanded. Kate opened her mouth as Myra jammed it in and started fucking her mouth with it. "That's it bitch. Show me that fucking mouth of yours. That's it. More bitch. Take it all."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 40 |
sapphic.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/sapphic.txt | It had been an interesting day already; I had dared myself to touch the cute girl who works at the gym, just a little but in a suggestive way, after all, my Sapphic desires were getting so strong and I really wanted to try doing something about them! She was just so cute too! Young, kind of skinny but really sweet, the kind of girl that just makes the juice drip into a girls panties if you know what I mean. Anyway, she has a tattoo and I've been designing one of my own; we've been talking about it for awhile so I asked her who did her tattoo. She told me his name and I saw my window of opportunity. "Can I see it again?" I asked innocently."Sure," She replied with a smile.So she pulled down the left strap to her bra and white tank top to show me her tattoo, (it was a little angel with devil horns sitting on the top of her left breast Oh my!) and I bravely stepped around the counter and up nice and close... you know, to get a good look... I could see the soft swell of her tit rising up proudly out of the tight confines of her bra and if I leaned in a bit I could almost see her nipple; then before I knew it, I was touching her! I just ran the thumb of my right hand over it, real slow, stroking her soft flesh, telling her that the colors were great and he did a very good job. I moved my face a little closer to study it; (oh how I wanted to pull her tit right out and inhale that sweet nipple into my mouth and flick my tongue over it a few times!) I could see she got goose bumps all over her skin when I touched her, so I figured she must be enjoying it too. Just then someone came in the side door and said hi. We were both sort of entranced in our little private moment so it startled us a bit. She jumped a little and I let my thumb slip down inside her bra, just grazing her left nipple! Oh my god! It was hard as a rock and she twitched a little at the sensation. (Was that a soft moan I heard?)"Oops," I said innocently, not moving my hand from her breast, "I didn't mean to...""That's okay," she replied, maybe a little too quickly. Perhaps she had fantasized about this moment too! God knows I had! Many times I had thought about her and found myself slipping my hand inside my damp panties to feel the wetness she inspired in me! Usually culminating in a long hard session of self love where I dreamt about her coming over to my house and bringing a hot friend with big beautiful tits, they would run their tongues over my body and I would finally know the taste of another woman's pussy! The hardness of that nipple and the flush in her cheeks told me she was aroused too; I wondered if her pussy was leaking juice down her thighs and dampening her panties like mine was. It was just a split second but the sensation stayed with me. "Have a good workout," she said to the jock that had just come in."Yeah," he said with a wry smile on his face, "you two... too!"Not so subtle I guess; the sexual energy must have been rather obvious; although lets face it, it doesn't take much for a guy to see two girls together and make the leap to picturing them in lustful lesbian abandon! Truth be told, it didn't take me long to make that leap these days either!We smiled at each other and sort of giggled a bit to diffuse the tension between us. I resumed my study of her perky tit, I mean her artful tattoo, I didn't want to take my hand off her sweet flesh just yet, I knew I was going to masturbate as soon as I got in my car and I wanted plenty of inspiration! "It's really great," I said. "The tattoo I mean."She gave me a playful suggestive pout and asked, "Just the tattoo?" "I, uh..." was she flirting with me? Feeling bold I replied, "The tattoo, yeah, but lets face it Ashley, you've got a nice rack! Even I can admit that!" She giggled at me again. I swear she was enjoying this; I'm sure she knew what she was doing to me. Surely she knew that my cunt was dripping and my clit was hard, poking out of its hood and already throbbing for attention. I reluctantly removed my hand and she reluctantly pulled up her straps putting her lovely titty away, sigh... breaking the silence I said, "Well, I better get going.""I'll be here on Sunday if you're coming in," was that an invitation? "I'm closing up early since it's a holiday, so make sure you come early too!" Oh yeah, that was definitely an invitation!"Uh, sure," I stammered, "I'll be coming!" (Yeah as soon as I get in the car and rub my clitty a little!) "Good! I'll see you then," she said. "Maybe I'll stay after I close up and we can do some cardio together?"(Oh yeah, hell yeah!) "Sounds good, see you then!" My legs were weak I was so horny!I left the gym and walked to my car, which I always parked at the far end of the lot so I could finger myself right away; I never could wait until I got home after seeing Ashley. God she made me wet! I passed a couple of big breasted bimbos in skimpy clothing on their way into the gym. Damn! It just wasn't fair...I had to rub my clit over top of my yoga pants a couple of times, so much hot pussy, so little time! I knew I had to taste some real pussy soon; all this fantasizing was getting to me! I guess that's why I had to make my move today; I just don't want to wait any longer. I love looking at a nice tight pussy! Oh my how it makes my mouth water! I opened my car door, tossed my gym bag on the passenger seat, shut and locked my door then went straight to my aching puss! What a relief! I was so wet that there was even a noticeable wet spot on the outside of my yoga pants. (Had Ashley noticed? Part of me hoped so!) I had never gone that far before with a girl and it was driving me crazy! Sure, I had been groped by a woman before but I'd never done the groping! There was this waitress at a bar I frequent who just loves my ass; she grabs it and fondles it every time she sees me. No shyness what-so-ever! She often says that she's straight until she looks at me! Oh yeah, lots of masturbation sessions thinking about her too! My fiancé has always encouraged my fantasies about women, often playing with my pussy and telling me dirty pussy licking stories; so he has consequently been making me more comfortable with my pussy-licking desires. But I'll get to more of that another time. Right now I am in my car with the middle finger of my right hand diddling my clit furiously. I usually like to take my time and really prolong my orgasm, but right now I want to cum so badly I can hardly stand it!I close my eyes and start the fantasy... The doorbell rings... I answer it, "Oh hi Ashley, c'mon in."She has an uber hot blonde girlfriend with her. They are both dressed provocatively and I let them in. They giggle and give each other a knowing look. "What's going on?" I ask."Nothing," they giggle in unison.They push past me in the hallway, one on either side and they both rub their breasts against me as they pass. I notice neither is wearing a bra and their nipples are sticking straight out now, straining against the sheer fabric of their matching tops. "Oh shit," I mutter to myself.Once in front of me they hold hands and giggle some more; I think they are going towards the living room but they pass my bedroom on the way and Ashley's friend pulls her in there and pushes her playfully onto my bed. "Hey you two," I say. "I thought you were here to check out my new big screen TV?""We'll get to that," they giggle in response. "Later."The next thing I know, Ashley says to her friend, "Go get her Sarah."Then Sarah has me by the arm and she pushes me onto the bed beside Ashley announcing, "That's better!""Huh?" I manage to say, too much in shock to intellectualize what is happening."Well, I just mean now I can lick both your pussies at the same time!" Sarah exclaims this as if I knew it was always part of the plan! In my fantasy I am speechless as Sarah unzips my jeans and slowly pulls them over my ass and down my thighs. She proceeds to do the same with my tiny thong panties, tugging them, easing them down agonizingly slowly! The material hesitates at my pussy lips from the sticky wet cum that has made them almost a part of me. This feeling is such a teasing turn on for me, I can feel a drip of sweet girl cum run down the inside walls of my aching pussy and trickle out, tickling my swollen red pussy lips. A twitch in my cunt makes me shudder. My whole body is tingling with anticipation... finally I am going to have my pussy sucked by a sweet girl! Wow, I can't believe it!Ashley is giggling beside me as she pulls her own panties down, then leans over and whispers in my ear, "It's my turn next!" I shudder again; there is nothing I want more!With my panties finally off, Ashley runs her hand softly over my thigh, gently pulling it to the side so that her sweet friend can slide her tongue up my dripping slit. "Unngh!" I moan loudly."Yeah baby, that's it, show me that you like it," Sarah says in a raunchy sexy tone. She takes another swipe with her hot tongue all the way from my ass to my clit but without touching my clit. She plans on driving me crazy with teasing, I can tell that already; and if there is one thing that makes my pussy crazy it is being teased. I absolutely love it! With my eyes closed and my hand inside my panties I am tracing the path that I imagine her tongue is taking around my pussy. I can almost feel her inhale my pussy lips into her warm mouth and tug on them a little, just pushing the tip of her tongue in between the folds separating the lips for easier access to my juicy cunt. Her mouth closes tightly over my dripping hole and she sucks...slurping at my slit, drinking in my sweet tasting cum. "Mmmmmm," she moans without taking her mouth off me, the vibration adds a new level to my torment, making my clit throb and making me want to shove my cunt deeper into her mouth and rub myself all over her pretty face! Oh how I want to see her makeup smudged and her skin glisten with the slippery covering of my cum on her cheeks and lips! She moans again, I twitch and she moves her face down a little... her tongue lightly grazes my puckered little bum hole. Holy shit! I wonder if it was intentional or not... but before I can formulate an answer in my mind, she is rimming my ass out with her wet hot tongue. Licking at it like a hungry kitten drinking milk from a saucer! I have never felt anything so amazing and I think I might cum from this alone, but before I know it, Ashley who up until now has just been fingering herself beside me decides to join in the fun. She leans down bringing her pretty face close to her friend's and close to my pussy.Sarah lifts her face up to meet Ashley's and their tongues dart out, meeting in the middle, sharing my taste! I can't take my eyes off it; they look so hot, their tongues flicking wildly against each other, I don't even mind that they are no longer lapping at my cunt, the sight of these two gorgeous girls licking each other's tongues is making my cunt throb even harder then it already was. My puss isn't lonely for long though because soon they are both shoving their tongues into very intimate places on my quivering body. Sarah resumes her hungry licking of my asshole while Ashley slowly traces her tongue around my clit, touching and teasing me everywhere except right on my hard little nub. I feel Sarah pull me closer to the edge of the bed so she can get at my juicy asshole better. Then she grabs my ass cheeks and pulls them apart, slightly roughly but it turns me on; because she is so hungry to eat my ass that she doesn't have the patience to do it slowly! Then she tickles my wrinkly little rosebud with just the tip of her tongue before she pokes at the opening to my ass with it. Oh my god! She is trying to stick her tongue right up inside my eager ass. Ashley stops teasing me, almost as if on cue from Sarah and she sucks my hard twitching clitty into her sweet little mouth, giving me a shock. My hips buck up to meet her mouth and just then Sarah's tongue finds its way inside my ass. Someone's fingers are in my pussy now fucking in and out in time with the sucking of my clit and the tongue fucking of my asshole. Oh shit! I'm going to cum! I buck my hips up and down, up and down... Sarah's tongue goes in and out of my bum hole... Ashley has her mouth sealed tightly around my clitty as she dances her tongue around it inside her mouth... I look at these two beautiful horny girls down between my legs fucking me with their mouths... Sarah says, "Say you like it! Tell me how much you like having a girl suck your ass out!" I can only moan as my orgasm grows nearer. "Say it!""Okay, okay," I manage. "I like it.""What!?""I like having my ass eaten by a pretty girl! Fuck, I love it! I love it! Eat my ass! Oh yeah, shit, suck my cunt you little sluts!" Sarah resumes sliding her tongue in and out of my juicy asshole. "Yeah, I knew you'd like it slut! I could tell just by looking at you that you had a juicy ass that just needed to be sucked!"Oh fuck yeah, in my car I have both hands at work now; one is inside my cunt making slurping noises in the copious wetness there, I rub my clit furiously with my thumb and my other hand has a finger sliding in and out of my slick ass. Oh shit, I am pumping both hands hard now, so close to cumming real hard. Oh fuck yeah, fuck yeah... oh oh oh OHHHHHH SHIT! Ungh, ungh, fuck I'm cumming... oh... shit... yes, fuck yes... my body surges forward, I thrust my hips up to meet my hands and the orgasm hits me hard.My body jerks several times as I cum harder than I ever have before, liquid squirts out around my fingers, I spasm as if I'm having a seizure. Slowly I stop pumping my fingers and rubbing my clit, my body still twitching from the huge cum. I sigh to myself, shudder again as I remove my fingers from my pussy and asshole with a squishy plopping sound. Oh shit. "Mmmm, that was nice," I say, smiling, as I notice a long string of sticky cum extend from my open slit to my fingers; I can't help but put my fingers in my mouth and lick that cum right off! Then I come to my senses, remembering where I am... in the parking lot of the gym. I shake it off a bit, notice that my yoga pants are down around my ankles and there is a puddle on my seat. My, oh my. I look around the parking lot hoping no one saw my performance. I notice Ashley's car, "Has it moved?" I wonder. I thought it was somewhere else when I pulled in today...As I sit up in my seat, I notice that there is someone in the back seat of her car which is facing the driver's side of my car at a right angle. I can't see much but it looks like Ashley with her head leaning back and her eyes closed...is that a smile on her face?END |
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anticipation.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/anticipation.txt | Damn it was hard to wait! Just a few scant minutes ago he had blasted a big load of cum into the cunt that was being vigorously screwed right in front of him. Still, he was hard as could be. A big hard pecker was churning the fresh cum to a whitish froth, making his wife moan and thrash with pleasure. He knew her pussy talents could get any guy off in minutes so she was teasing him by prolonging the pleasure. Watching her husband struggling to keep from jacking off, she wrapped her legs around the young man between her thighs and milked his semen deep inside her. When his cock stopped pulsing she rolled him off and mounted her husband's familiar pole. The lusty wife slowly rode up and down so he could savor her hot, wet, just fucked twat, coating his prick with the fresh seed from the other man. As she expected, he quickly throbbed and spurted his juice into the mix. She rolled on her back again and beckoned to the next young man waiting naked and rampant. Her watching husband stayed hard.Tony Tiger |
lacy.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/20/lacy.txt | This is a true story of how my beautiful wife and me came to be if you are looking for a crude fuck story this is not for you. If you are looking for a little sex and romance, read on and enjoy knowing that this all really happened. It all started so innocently. I have to start out several years ago so you can understand totally what happened. My whole life I have been very involved with my church. By the time that I was a senior in high school I was teaching several times a month on Sunday nights.Lacy was several years younger then me, at this time I was eighteen and she was just thirteen so I only looked at her as this sweet, smart, little girl. That fall I went away to college and hardly ever made it home. I went to school all year round, I took every time slot I could and because of this I graduated with 4 years degree in Microbiology in only 3 years.After I graduated I moved back to my small town and got a very good job making more money then 99% of people my age. Needless to say I got very involved in my church again and picked up just where I had left off three years ago. I was asked to start teaching the youth group on Sunday nights not a week after I moved back. This is when I first noticed the sweet little girl that I had known all her life wasn't so little anymore. Being so close to their age, I quickly developed a very trusting relationship with all the kids that I taught. They all knew that If they ever needed someone to talk to our had a little to much to drink at a party, that I was there for theme without giving theme some long drawn out speech. They all had my cell phone number, lab number, and phone number.It never seemed to fail that at least once a week one kid would either stop by at two in the morning some Saturday night, or I would get a call and have to give some drunk kid a ride home. Then calm down there parents so they didn't get killed. This is when Lacy and my relationship took an interesting turn. I guess this would be a good time to describe Lacy and me. I was Twenty-Two years old 6'3' 220Lbs I have short blonde hair and work out for at least Ten hours a week. Lacy was Sixteen 5'6' has Long blonde hair 110lbs at most, and has a very classic beauty to her. She has the perfect size of breast for her body a very nice B cup. Late one night I hear a knock at my door. When I open it there stands Lacy tears streaming down her beautiful face. As soon as I open the door she just wraps her arms around me and started weeping into my shoulder. I ask her what's wrong several times 's and walk her to my couch before she calms down enough to tell me what happened. She starts telling me about here boyfriend who just broke up with her after she gave her virginity to him. My first instinct was to go find this little punk and beat the living shit out of him, but I know that that wouldn't help Lacy out at all. She started crying again so I pulled her to me and just held her till she calmed down and quite crying. Once she stopped I had her call her parents and let theme know that she's OK and will be out very late. Then I started telling her how beautiful, sweet, and smart she is. And how big of an Idiot this guy was for doing this to her. Before long she was smiling, laughing, and thanking me for being so kind. As I walked her to her car she just looked me in my eyes and out of know where she just kissed me, then smiled climbed into her car and drove away. Needless to say I was instantly hard and masturbated several times that night thinking of that lovely girl. The next night at Church I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. As soon as class was over she came up to me and told me that we needed to talk and she would be over later. That night when she showed up she told me how good it felt the night before when I was just holding her. I couldn't hold back any longer I had to fell those lips against mine again. I pulled her close and kissed her passionately, as I felt her tongue enter my mouth I about blew my load right there. I knew what I was doing was wrong I just couldn't stop myself. Her was this sexy girl that over the last couple of months I had slowly fell in love with in my arms kissing me just as hard as I was kissing her. I couldn't take it any longer I had to have her. I quickly asked her if this was OK with her as I grabbed her firm ass. She just smiled reached out and stroked my growing bulge in my jeans. To my surprise she dropped to her knees and slowly pulled my pants and shorts down letting my nine-inch hard on free. She quickly wrapped those hot lips around the tip of my cock and started deep-throating me.Before long I was pumping load after load into that beautiful face of her's. I couldn't believe it, her was this innocent girl that just gave me the best blowjob of my life. Later I found out that she had been giving oral sex to her boyfriend's for several years but only had had sex with the one ass whole that dumped her as soon as he had got what he had wonted. I quickly picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. As soon as we where there I pulled her shirt over her head and quickly sucked one of her perfect tits into my mouth. I kissed my way down her flat stomach till I reached the top of her jeans. I had to taste her. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down her long legs. To my surprise she wasn't wearing any panties and was totally shaved. As I licked her slit from bottom to top she immediately grabbed my head and forced it into her mound as she came. She pulled me up and covered my lips with hers. As I kissed her neck she whispered that she wonted me inside of her now. She pushed me down on the bed climbed on top of me grabbed my aching dick -- lined it up and slowly lowered her tight young cunt down on to me. I couldn't believe how tight she was. But she took all of me in one movement.She started bucking like wild and in no time we where cumming together. Watching her cum was one of the hottest things that I had ever seen. She collapsed in my arms and I just held her for what seemed like days. I looked at her and knew immediately that I wonted to spend the rest of my life with her. When she awoke she looked into my eyes and before I could tell her how much I loved her she told me. She said that she had had a huge crush on me since she was twelve. I kissed her deeply and told her how beautiful she was and how much I loved her. That was five years ago, we have been together every since that great night and kept it a secret. We just didn't think that people would understand. As soon as she turned Eighteen we let it be known that we where dating. Several months later we where married and our first child was on the way. This all really happened exactly how it's told. If it seams kind of boring, I really don't care. I just had to put down how my lovely wife and I came to be. *** |
morgan02.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/morgan02.txt | Morgan hated the three hour drive back from her Aunt's house. Her Mom's car was small, uncomfortable, the conversation boring and they always fought on what music to play on the radio. She just wanted to get home, shower and check her email. She wondered if her 'fans' had missed her over the weekend. When she finally got home she went straight to her room and as always avoided looking right at the cam. Of course the books she had set in front of it before they left had been moved out of the way. She tossed her travel bag on the bed and sat at her desk. She was surprised to see only a single user viewing her cam. Were they tired of her? A sense of sudden disappointment filled her. It didn't last long as shortly a new viewer joined, then another and within a few seconds her cam was maxed out. Someone must have announced her return. She could barely contain her grin. She unlocked her drawer and pulled out her laptop to check on the chatroom. She had shut it off just in case Ted managed to break into the drawer while she was gone. As it rebooted she checked her email. When the laptop finally came online Morgan was bummed when she couldn't get into the MorganLuvr's chat room. Again and again she got the chatroom full error. Morgan gave up on the chatroom for a bit and went to put her clothes away. Opening up her travel bag she began tossing her dirty clothes into the basket. She then pulled out her new soccer uniform. Her daily runs had been traded in for soccer practice. The red and black outfit was the coolest she had ever seen. A large italic '5' emblazoned the back. There was no doubt she was going to kick butt this Sunday for their first game. She pulled off her shirt and pants and tried on the outfit. She checked the mirror. Definitely cool. She sat back at her computer and tried once again without luck to get into the chatroom. She wondered what they were talking about.They of course were talking about her body and things they wanted to do with her. Only one noticed the WEST MILFORD WILDCATZ moniker on her uniform top. Within a few moments of google searches MASTERCK4891 knew exactly where he might see sweet young Morgan in person.Morgan got up and neatly hung her outfit in the closet. She walked about a bit in her bra and panties for a few, putting other random things away. If she could have gotten in the chatroom she would have walked around stark naked but this was her private punishment for them. She smiled and walked out of the room to the shower. After a long shower Morgan stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. She cupped her small firm breast lifted slightly and released. One small bounce and it was back in place. Her pubic hair had still not filled in very much but the blond colored tuft was quite soft. No one could ever call her a bottle blond. She turned and checked out her butt in the mirror. Thoughtfully she marveled just how fixed these older men, some as old as her grandfather, adored her body. Did they really want to do all those things to her that they had written? She slid her fingers down her belly and between her legs. She swooned at the thought. Catching her breath she continued to dry off and then blowdry her hair. She finally finished when her mom bitched at her to let her have a turn. She hated sharing a bathroom. Thank god Mom had a date tonight and would be out.When she got back to her room she gave them a few seconds of titty before 'deciding' on which pajama top to put on. When she finally got into the MorganLuvr's chatroom under her alt ID she was confused. They kept mentioning something called GHB. After researching a bit she discovered it was some sort of knock out date rape drug. What the fuck were they talking about that for?Ted wouldn't really do that? She decided to not leave out her drinks anymore.She chatted online with some of her friends for awhile on MSN IM and even with Ted. Well not really Ted but she knew it was him with a fake name. He said he was sixteen and came across her by accident. Morgan almost fell for it until they started talking about it in the chatroom. She went along with it, once again playing naive. He never made sexual references but just played good friend.Monday afternoons school bell finally rang. Morgan raced out of the building to meet Darsey. Together they were going to ride over to the mall on their bikes. Morgan's stomach dropped when she saw Darsey's mom loading her bike in the back of the minivan. Apparently her dentist appointment got rescheduled for today.Morgan waved as the van pulled away and out of sight."Fuck it" she thought, "I'm going anyways."Twenty minutes later Morgan was locking her bike outside the mall. Maybe she'd at least run into a friend while she looked at all the stuff she couldn't afford.Arthur Billings sighed. The thought of trying to pick out an anniversary gift for his wife of 35 years was a daunting task. There would be no Victoria's Secret for her. She had long since left the days where even a nice bathrobe would look good on her and the thought of her cellulite legs in a nightie made his skin crawl. He racked his brains as he walked mindlessly through the huge mall."This is ridiculous!" He mumbled to himself. "I should just get her a gift certificate to Wendy's" He chuckled. Then a thought came to him. "A nice cookbook or trashy novel would do. Yeah sure." Then at least he could get out of this maze of a mall, get home and change into some comfy clothes, grab a beer and watch the news.The mall map indicated that Brentano's was on the second floor so Arthur set out for the escalator. He waited a moment as a number of people stepped on in front of him. He got on, closed his eyes and sighed.When he opened them again there was an angel in front of him. Well not an angel per say, but the cutest little butt with the word Angel written in fancy script across both cheeks. He had never seen sweatpants that were so tight, or cut so low. She also wore a shirt that exposed her tiny mid-drift. A small girl, long blonde ponytail, cute. Arthur was so close he could see the tiny blonde hairs on her back He stifled his now rising hard on as best he could as he enjoyed the last few seconds of his trip to the second floor. An incredible urge to just grab the edge of her sweats and pull down overcame him.By the time Morgan stepped off the escalator she was aware of the man that had been standing so closely behind her. As she walked past the stores she gazed at the reflection in the large windows. An overweight man with glasses and a suit in at least his fifties walked a few paces back.For some reason Arthur found himself passing right by Brentano's and continued following her bobbing pony tail. He slowed down as not to seem too obvious but had a hard time not staring at her firm little ass. When she finally turned and entered a store he decided to turn back to the bookstore. In a last glance he caught sight of her very cute face. He knew Brentano's could to wait a few more minutes.Morgan was surprised when he didn't follow her into the Sharper Image. She knew he had been watching her. She never really got the feel of the voyeurs who watched her on her webcam so it was a new experience to feel real eyes gaze on her. But he was gone now.She decided to head over and check out some of the new Mp3 players. Damn they were cool. Her old P.O.S. Rio player died weeks ago. These were niceand expensive. She would definitely have to pick up some more babysitting gigs to get one. Morgan smiled as she thought of her last job. She remembered holding little one year old Joey's hands and helping him walk. His parents had just come home from the movies. Ms. Driscoll went off to get changed and Mr. Driscoll sat in the kitchen getting his wallet out to pay Morgan. Morgan stood, leaning over Joey, helping him walk. She hadn't worn a bra and knew Mr. Driscoll would be able to see down her loose shirt as she marched little Joey towards him. "Look at Joey go!" she had exclaimed so innocently as she looked up at him for a moment. Mr. Driscoll was not looking at Joey. She looked back down at Joey as she walked him right up to his dad. Morgan wasn't surprised when she received a much bigger tip than usual that night."How do those things work?"The sudden voice made her almost drop the player. It was the man who was behind her on the escalator, standing right in front of her."I take lots of business trips and thought one of these might be nice to have."In less than two seconds he pegged her as very early teens. Super cute face, pert maturing little boobies and a body as tight as can be.Morgan fumbled, "Umm, yeah, they hook up to computer and you can download music on them."Arthur grumbled, "Ugh, computers"Morgan smiled, "It's really not that hard." He was even homelier than she noticed in the window, and that suit, even at her age she knew that his polyester suit was lame. She stifled a laugh."Are you going to get one?" Arthur tried to keep the conversation going for a few more seconds. He eyed the player in her hands but was really focusing on her chest.Morgan sighed as she put the player back and started to turn away "I'd love to, but it's too rich for my blood.""Well thanks for the help"Morgan smiled, "No problemo" She turned and headed out of the store. He didn't follow.An hour of window shopping later Morgan was bushed, and hungry. She stopped at the pizza counter and bought a slice. As she went around the other side of the counter to find a table she noticed the man there. He was sitting back turned to her at one of the tables. When she sat a few tables away she immediately caught his eye. He smiled and waved. She smiled back."Did you buy one?" She politely asked."No, still want to check things out first." He replied, covering his mouth full of food.Morgan sat half turned away from him and watched the people pass by as she nibbled at her food.Arthur sat in silence thinking. In the prior hour he worked out this hypothetical scenario in his head. It was ridiculous, stupid and insane. Now that she was suddenly back he felt compelled by fate to try. What the hell. He felt himself break out into a sweat. In a moment he knew she would be gone. He got up."Hi, I'm Arthur, well Art."Morgan could hardly believe he had just sat down at her table. She forced a smile. "Umm, Morgan."He tried to appear calm and friendly. "Look, I do deals all time with many many different people. Sometimes people love them, sometimes they don't. Sometimes I just lay them out on the table and if people don't like them they just walk away like it was never even mentioned. That's the great thing about deals, they're just out there for you to decide. Do you follow?"Morgan was bewildered. "Umm, I don't think so." She could see he was sweating now.He leaned in closer to her. His beady eyes seemed tiny through the coke bottle glasses."I saw you really liked that little player in there. So here's the deal. And remember you can just get up and leave if you want, just like that. So I'll run over and buy that player for you right now and it'll be yours to keep for only one tiny, tiny favor in return."Morgan furrowed her brow skeptically. "What?"He leaned closer. She could smell his breath."For thirty short tiny seconds you, umm, lift your top for me."Morgan was stunned. Holy crap. She didn't know what to do. She looked around with a look of a deer caught in the headlights. She didn't move though."You're still here, that's good." He was relieved that she hadn't run off screaming, though his heart was still beating far too fast.Morgan considered this preposterous offer. She still couldn't believe her ears. Finally she spoke and she couldn't believe what came out of her mouth."Right here?""No, no" He forced a small laugh. "It's simple. I'll go get the player, meet you at Penny's. We go back to the changing rooms like I'm with you. I stand outside the changing room, you go in, take off your top, open the door for thirty seconds. I won't even get near you. You get the player, we both go our separate ways."Was she really considering letting this perv see her breasts for real? Of course she was. She felt a rush of heat flood through her body. She kept her cool though."Okay, but I want the iPod""Deal. I'll meet you in front of Penny's in 5 minutes"Morgan watch him get up and head in the opposite direction of Penny's, towards the Apple/Mac store. She took a deep breath and tried to compute what just happened. A moment later she found herself up and walking in the direction of Penny's. Was she really going to take off her shirt and show this guy, a total stranger, her breasts? What if he was a maniac or something? What he was, was an old perv who probably whacked off to Britney Spears videos. Seeing a fourteen year-old's tits a few feet away was probably his dream. She smiled. And she could to give him his dream.As she walked she saw the exit doors coming up. How easy it would be to run to them, exit, jump on her bike and speed off. But she didn't. She could barely feel her feet touch the floor as she passed by the exit. The large Penny's sign grew larger as she approached.When she entered the store, she turned, but the Arthur was nowhere in sight. Somewhere deep down she hoped he didn't show. She waited at the perfume counter, finding the perfect scent to try on. For him.Arthur picked out the iPod. A nice red one. She would like that.As he left the store he realized that he should have brought her with him. He sighed as he realized that there was probably no way in hell that she was waiting for him at Penny's. He already concocted a quick story if she was there, with a cop. But if she was there, alone. He felt his hard on begin to swell again.Arthur tried to keep a normal pace as the distant Penny's sign inched closer painfully slow. He tried to keep his sweat at bay as he passed by the stores. He knew his pits were already soaked and just hoped he didn't start to smell bad.When he finally entered Penny's his heart dropped as Morgan was nowhere in sight.Then he saw her, at the perfume counter. So pretty, so young. For a moment he tried to picture her naked. Oh God yes. He stood off to the side until she looked over. He held up the bag and she smiled. He pointed towards the back of the store and started walking. He turned back. Oh God, she was following.Morgan followed him around for a few until he found a section empty of customers. She felt scared and excited at the same moment. He stopped at the entrance to the dressing rooms. He turned to her."Go in that room. When you're ready open the door slightly. I'll come back and set this down inside. Just thirty seconds and I'm gone. Okay?" Morgan nodded and headed into the tiny mirrored cubicle. She shut the door and looked in the mirror. It seemed as if it were a different person looking back at her. She was barley aware of her actions, like she was on auto pilot. She put her hands to the bottom of her shirt and slowly lifted it over her head. She then unclasped her bra and hung it over the hook. She stared at the door handle.Arthur stood trembling. He had watched her cute angel ass enter the room what seemed like years ago. He nervously looked around. No one had entered the section. When he turned back he saw her door was now inched open. He almost dropped the bag.He slowly pushed the door open enough to put his head in. There she stood, topless, her hands criss-crossed over her breasts. So fucking hot. He set down the box on the floor and looked back up at her.Morgan watched him set the box on the floor. She could feel his eyes burn right through her as they watched her expectantly. Here goes nothing. She closed her eyes and slowly let her arms fall to her sides as she started to count to herself.The first thought that hit Arthur's mind was "Oh my fucking God". There she was, her beautiful breasts for him to see, perfect and pert, puffy little nipples."Morgan, you are perfect."Morgan smiled unconsciously as she reached the number 20."Put your hands over your head." Arthur softly ordered. She seemed a bit shocked by his request but complied. Her little breasts lifted up even higher with her new position."29, 30" She reached her goal but only received a new order. Again she complied and clasped her hands behind her back. She could hear him sigh deeply and perversely."Okay, go ahead and put your bra back on." He knew his thirty seconds of bliss were up but figured to stretch it as much as he could. When she reached for the bra on the hook her little tits were little more than a foot away. He could smell the perfume scent on her.Morgan felt almost embarrassed as she clipped the bra back on over her breasts. After she pulled the shirt back over her head she looked up and he was gone. She had to sit down as her legs would barely hold her anymore they were shaking so badly.Arthur could barely make it home fast enough. Her perfect little tits were first and foremost in his head as he stroked himself off. He kneeled on the bed and pictured Morgan below him. She couldn't have been older than maybe fourteen or fifteen. He wanted to come on those tits. She had listened to him so well, she was such a good girl. He imagined pinching those puffy nips and making her squeal. His knees buckled when he came and his small spurts off cum landed on the bedspread.When Morgan got home she eagerly set up her new iPod. It worked perfect. She was so pumped up now she even decided to give her webcam viewers a show so she spent the next while wearing only her panties and iPod while she put clothes away and chatted with friends on IM. Looking over at her laptop she watched the MorganLuvr's chat room go to town. It had been a number of days since they had seen anything so they were all psyched.Ted kept IMing her with his fake ID. She finally got where he was coming from as he started to hint when her mother might be going on her next date. He was going to try and drug her that night when her mom was out. He was, she knew it.When she finally was dressed in her pajamas she closed the laptop. That's when she heard the zap from it. She opened it back up, nothing. She could smell burnt plastic inside. Fuck, the damn thing shorted out and was now toast. Oh well. Later, in the darkness in bed her thoughts returned to the afternoon and the look on Arthur's face as he had watched her. She wondered if it had gotten him as excited as she hoped. Had he masturbated to her? Had he rubbed his fat penis? Morgan began to cum.Over the next few days when she didn't have soccer practice Morgan found herself at the mall, sometimes alone, sometimes with Darsey. She knew why but wouldn't admit it to herself. But he was never there and of course no one approached except pimply-faced teenagers. Even some of the good looking older boys did nothing for her. The only time she felt any stirring was when she saw an older man shopping. Were they all pervs like Arthur? Probably so but they would never allow themselves to admit it. She liked how the men would sometimes check to see if their wife was watching them before gawking at her.Each night Ted kept IMing her. He was really bad at playing a sixteen yearold.When next Monday rolled around Darsey mentioned about hitting the mall. Morgan only wanted to go alone today for some reason. Darsey shrugged it off and had work to do at home anyways.After a boring hour at the mall Morgan was ready to go home herself. She stopped at Starbucks and had enough money from skipping lunch to get a latte. She plopped down at the small metal table for a moment to relax and sip at the refreshing brew. It was stupid anyways. Better to never see him again anyway."Well hello again!"Morgan looked up at the familiar voice. It was of course Arthur."Aren't you a little young to be drinking that?" he laughed."I'm fourteen, that's old enough, besides we all need a little jolt to get going from time to time.""Very true, very true indeed. So how have you been?" So she was fourteen, holy crap.Morgan shrugged, "Okay I guess.""I see you have your iPod. How's that working?""It works fine."There was awkward silence for a moment. Morgan looked away and took a drink.Arthur got his nerve up. "Is there, uh, anything else you were looking to buy today?"Morgan thought for a moment. She was surprised that she hadn't even thought of anything before this. When she looked back at him his eye weren't focused on her face. Sweat beads were already forming on his brow.Arthur looked back up to her eyes.Again her mouth formed words her mind didn't even know were coming."Did you like last time?""You could never imagine how much.""WellMy laptop did die the other day."Arthur pondered. "That's a pretty expensive item."She shrugged. "You asked what I needed.""I did, I did indeed. Hmm."Morgan looked away again as nonchalantly as she could and continued to sip at her latte.Arthur thought for a minute. He didn't care about the money, he had gobs of it. In his mind he put together a deal. A minute later he leaned towards her and whispered in her ear."Okay, you get a laptop. But what I want see all. We pick out two outfits and bring them to the changing room to try on. I get to watch you from beginning to end. Everything comes off each time, no hurrying."Without looking back Morgan considered. She had hardly ever showed the voyeur crew her bottom. Was she about to let him see it from just a few feet away?Fifteen minutes later they were exiting Radio Shack with a new HP Pavilion notebook in tow.Five minutes later Morgan was picking out a bikini to go along with the spandex aerobic outfit that Arthur had already chosen. Once again she felt as though she was on autopilot.As Arthur followed her to the dressing room he again fixed his eyes on her tight ass, loving how it moved as she walked. In a few seconds he was going to watch her pull off her panties and show it to him. He had already bet himself that she was a real blonde.As Morgan stepped into the changing room she hung the outfits on the hook and turned back. Arthur had already set the laptop case on the floor and was staring at her. Once again everything seemed to have been a blur and she was not sure how it all ended up right here. But here she was about to strip naked in front of this sweaty overweight coke bottle glasses pervert. Her legs suddenly felt rubbery."I'm uh, a little nervous.""Don't be, you're a beautiful girl.""Umm, the bikini or the spandex?""Bikini"She didn't look at him as she stripped. First her shirt and bra then her pants.Arthur watched unbelievingly as this sweet young thing disrobed. He only wished he could stroke himself as she stripped. Seeing her tits again made him smile. Then those great legs, so toned."Do you run? You're legs look great""I run a lot for soccer."She turned away from his as she dropped her panties. Never in all his porn watching days had he seen anything so perfect. He wanted to taste her so bad."Turn around" he whispered. And she did. Her golden fleece barely hid those sweet lips tucked so nicely between her legs. Such creamy white flesh. Not a crease, a sag, a blemish, a wrinkle. Her titties seemed to defy gravity as though an invisible pair of hands lifted them keeping her nipples pointed almost upwards.Morgan took the bikini off the hook and slowly put it on."Pretend you're checking it out. In the mirror."Morgan turned to the mirror and looked at herself. She wasn't crazy about the suit but it didn't really matter, did it."Now the spandex."Morgan started taking off the bikini."Slower."She slowed, letting him drink in her view. Again she was totally naked in front of him and reached again for her next outfit.Arthur watched her pull the tight silky material up her legs and over her butt letting it snap into place. He almost orgasmed as she struggled to pull the tiny top over her head. Her titties were pointed almost skywards now. And they jiggled ever so slightly as she finally worked the top over her head and down covering her chest."Turn around for me."Slowly Morgan pirouetted. She could swear he was actually drooling now as his mouth hung open and his eyes glued on her scanning up and down her body. Finally he nodded approval and she removed her top and bottoms again. By now she just wanted to get out of there. She kneeled down to pick up her panties."No, don't kneel. Bend over and pick them up."With her back to him she obliged. She bent forward and reached for her panties on the floor."Stop."Arthur knew he would never forget this view. From behind he could see her little pink lips between her legs. They parted ever so slightly from her being in such a bent position. Her tits dangled as much as they could dangle. Just how much he'd pay to come up behind her right now and jam his cock into he couldn't guess, probably all the money he had. He'd sell his fucking house just to feel how tight that little cunt would be as he forced himself in.Morgan put on her panties and bra. Once again she found him gone as soon as her shirt was on. She sighed in relief and excitement as she finished dressing. She knew what Mr Arthur would be doing soon. She grabbed her new prize and headed out to her bike.As Morgan rode home she wondered what he'd look like when he touched himself. Later in bed she was thinking the very same thing when she came.When Arthur came he was picturing young Morgan bent over the arm of his couch as he fucked her from behind, her tiny feet lifting off the ground each time he pounded himself inside her. He imagined shooting his load deep inside her. Oh yes he needed to fuck her so bad. Oh yes.On Wednesday Morgan's inner mind got the best of her. She had her new laptop running now and was back checking out the chatroom. For some reason she told Ted that her mother had a date this Friday night. Not more than a minute later Ted informed the room that he would be getting some nice clear digital pics for the room by the weekend.There was no way she was going to let him drug her. But what if she pretended, pretended to be out of it. What would he do?When Friday arrived the best of her took over. Things were going too far. Morgan decided to go to the movies with Darsey instead of staying home. Needless to say Ted and the chatroom were disappointed. Besides, the next day, Saturday was her first game.During the game she never realized there was someone in the crowd of Soccer moms and dads that was there for only her. MASTERCK4891 had his binoculars trained on her the whole game. He was finally looking at the real live Morgan in action. His long coat hid his enormous hard on. He already knew where she lived. He was waiting there last night, disappointed. She wasn't home for Ted to give her the dose and get his little photo session. He wanted to wait for Ted to leave so he could have his own special session with Morgan. Patience. When Monday rolled around Morgan wasn't surprised to run into Arthur at the mall. Perhaps she could do something quick and earn another iPod. She giggled to herself as she didn't even want it for herself. She'd give it to Darsey. She just wanted to strip for Arthur, feel his eyes on her. It was like a drug. A little drug for the secret slut inside her. She knew this Friday she would stay home for Ted. Geez, if anyone at school knew what she was doing, what she was thinking.Arthur was already drenched in sweat. He never knew he would elevate it to this level. It was a stupid chance and he knew it. But he planned it well so what the fuck.Morgan was surprised when Arthur handed her the thick envelope."Take this home and look at it. Think about it. Everything's there."And he was gone. Morgan stood there befuddled with the strange envelope.There was no way she was going all the way home before opening it. She headed towards the bathroom and locked herself in the stall. She opened the envelope and pulled out a number of papers, all Xeroxed copies of large typed print, each page in a different font.The first page said "$5000 CASH"The second: "ONE HOUR"Third: "INTERCOURSE"Fourth: "WITH CONDOM"Fifth: "MY HOUSE"The sixth page read "YOUR CONDITIONS" with a number of blank lines below for her to write in.Seventh: "IF INTERESTED SEND CONDITIONS"Eighth: PO BOX 2123, SMITHFIELDNinth: "IF SENT, CHECK MALL BULLETIN BOARD FOR TIMES. INITIAL BEST TIME WITH 'M'"Tenth: "CHECK BOARD FOR ADDRESS"Eleventh: "$5000 CASH"Morgan was floored. HE WANTED TO FUCK HER! That greasy old geek perv fuck wanted to fuck her. He wanted to put his fat penis in her and fuck her for five thousand dollars. What did he think she was? a freakin prostitute? A whore? Morgan felt her nipples harden. She bit her lips. Wow.She folded the paper back up and headed home.There was no way she was going to do this. No way was she going to look back all her life and remember losing her virginity to some guy forty years older than her. The thought of Arthur even touching her made her cringe.A week later, after checking the mail everyday and now giving up all hope Arthur checked his PO box again. This time his heart almost stopped. A letter was in there. The letter.He couldn't tear it open fast enough.He started to read the conditionsEnd part 2...See all my stories at /~Wifeseducer/*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. 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cross.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/cross.txt | Author's Note: Taking "Crossing The Line" to the next level with the permission of Hand Cramp. ***Rebecca was my niece, and man, is she a head turner. I am 36 years old, 6'-6" tall and still in great shape from playing football in college and a career in Pro ball, too. Looking out my second floor bedroom window down at the pool and seeing Rebecca laying on the diving board in her white bikini was making me grow harder by the moment.She was 14 years old and her body was developed more like a 20-year-old hard body. She was very tall, lean, tanned, long blond hair past her waist, a face that was someday going to grace every top modeling magazine across the nation, breasts that were high and just a handful with nipples that would stand out at the slightest breeze, and perhaps best of all, the sweetest personality of any woman I had ever met. She was going to bring much grief to her father very soon, as he would begin to beat the boys off with a bat...and lots of them, too!I had never married. Was very close a couple of times, but playing the field just seemed to work better for me.No one was at my house except for Rebecca and myself. My sister and her husband had dropped her off at my place for two weeks while they took a much-needed vacation to Greece. I lived a very comfortable life with my savings from playing football and saw no need to work and mess things up. That left me with Rebecca for two weeks and my hard on was already growing to unmanageable proportions after only an hour.I watched her, as she would stretch out on the diving board, moving her hair to the side so it would let the sun hit her shoulders. Her legs were spread slightly and I could see the outline of her pubic mound as her bikini bottoms tightened across her.From time to time she would reach down with a hand and lap water into her hand and bring it back up to spread a cooling stream across her rock hard stomach. A couple of times she would finish off by taking her hand and slip it under her bikini top and apply just a wisp of water to each breast, making a nipple stand erect at once.This was driving me nuts. I had a hard on that was now bullet proof and needed immediate attention. I walked away from the window and stripped off my shorts and shirt to lay down on the bed. As I was beginning to lay down, it occurred to me that I could just stand at the window and watch Rebecca while I took matters into my own hands, too.I put some lotion on my hands and walked back to the window. She was still on the diving board and I slowly started moving my hand across my ten-inch member, thinking how wonderful it would feel to be the one applying the water to her hot body.I closed my eyes for a second and concentrated on the sounds my hand was making as it stroked the full length of my erection and thought of what the sounds would be if it were Rebecca I was inside and not my own hand. I could see her small tight bottom raise to meet me as each stroke offered me new pleasures.The sound of a huge splash in the pool jolted me back into reality. She had dove into the pool and I could see her body gliding under water to the shallow end, moving with the grace of a dolphin and with hardly any effort. She was poetry in motion.She surfaced at the shallow end of the pool and stood up in about three feet of water. The water was between her knees and waist and her bikini bottoms had slid down her backside about half way down her rear exposing the top portion of her lovely bottom.She took her hair in her hands and began to twist it into a bun and tied it up behind her head. With the sun gleaming off her body and with such delicate movements I was reaching my orgasm faster than I had realized. The waves came over me like a truck had hit me as I shot out a thick stream across the distance from where I stood to the window. Stream after stream made the distance until I slowly began to breathe a bit deeper and relax. I had made a mess on the window and went into the bathroom for a towel to clean up the window and myself. I quickly cleaned up both messes, dressed again in my shorts and went outside to join Rebecca."How's the water this morning?" I asked her as she was climbing out of the pool. I got a great look at her breasts as she was bent over coming up the steps and when she straightened up I could see her nipples were fully erect and poking out nicely through the bikini top."The water is wonderful. And thank you again for taking me in for two weeks. You'll never know how much I appreciate it. I love the water, love getting a good tan and love not having all those guys at the school pool looking at me and making the rude comments." She looked down at her feet as she finished that last comment and I could see she had been hurt by the comments. I have no idea what they could have said but I was already bristling inside, wanting to find those boys and make them eat their words."Sweetie, you will have no one to bother you here. I am sorry they made the comments, but you have to know that sometimes guys are just stupid. Most of them grow out of it soon enough and you might even start to like them again someday. Some of them will never grow up." I pulled up two deck chairs for us to sit in and she sat down with a plop."Uncle Ron, do you think I am pretty?" she asked me."My God, Rebecca, you are the most beautiful young woman I have ever seen," I told her. I did not tell her that, in fact, I had just been masturbating upstairs while I watched you in the pool. "Anyone that says otherwise will have to answer to me!""You really think I am that pretty? Why?" she asked with a quizzical look on her face.I had to be careful here. I did not want to just blurt out what my sensual thoughts were at the moment."Rebecca, you have to know that you have a personality that is funny, honest, quick wit, love to be with others and innocent, too. Your body, well, let's just say it is truly remarkable, and I have seen some remarkable bodies in my day, too!" I thought that might say sort of what I was thinking and yet not get too specific or graphic.She blushed deeply and looked at me. "You think I am that good, huh? I guess it's a good thing you don't know what goes on inside this pretty little head cause you might change your mind about me."I noticed her nipples were again getting hard and doing their best to poke through the thin fabric of her bikini top. I could see the dark areolas around the nipples through the fabric now and I could also feel a slight movement in my shorts begin to develop."Well, sometimes those thoughts are not always bad ones" was all I could muster to say at the moment. "Say, how about I put some lotion on you so you don't burn your first day here. Would hate to have you stay inside for the rest of your stay because you got burned.""Sure, why not. I have a good tan already and hardly ever burn, but you're right, why take that chance," she said as she lowered the back of her deck chair to the fully reclined position and flipped over on her stomach so I could put lotion on her backside.I took a dab of lotion and put it into my palm and then rubbed my hands together to warm it a bit and began rubbing the lotion into the tops of her shoulders. She jumped at first but quickly grew used to my hands as they massaged her lightly, letting the lotion reduce any friction between my hands and her incredibly soft skin. When I got to her bikini straps I moved them slightly so the lotion would not stain them and would work my hands underneath them, always rubbing and keeping the motion moving down her body. When I got to the strap going across her back I hesitated for just a second, not knowing what exactly to do next. She made the decision for me."Here, let me get this out of the way for you so I don't get it all full of lotion," she said as she reached back behind and untied the back strap and pulled them down to her sides. I could see the side of her breast briefly as she moved to adjust herself on the chair. I fought every urge in my body to just reach out and touch her breast at that moment. I could feel my shorts were tented nicely and had no idea how I was going to hide it from her.As I rubbed more lotion into her back she would moan from time to time and tell me it felt fantastic. Soon enough I had reached the top of her bikini bottom and was admiring the incredible rear end she has hidden underneath.Slowly but deliberately I would move a finger or thumb underneath as I kept moving lower and lower and soon I was moving her bottoms down her rear. I kept waiting for her to say something or tell me to stop but she would just moan from time to time that it felt great.I became bolder as now most of my hands were underneath her bikini bottoms and was also working in from the sides. I was rubbing down the crack of her bottom with both hands, then moving them across to her sides, returning and repeating the motion. Slowly I was working her bottom down her rear until her entire bottom was revealed to me.Her moaning became a bit deeper and her breathing more shallow. As my hands worked ever lower her legs began to spread ever so slightly.The view I now had was incredible. Her bikini bottoms were now off her rear end and I was starting to get a small view of her vagina.It was pink, hairless and slightly moist. I just about had an orgasm at the first glance. I did not know at that moment if she had just not developed pubic hair yet or if she shaved it off, and frankly, did not care. It was the most sexually arousing thing I had ever seen in my life.I kept moving my fingers lower, just missing the labia, creating a moan each time from Rebecca. I began to massage around her anus with my thumbs, each time she would move her rear end up just slightly and spread her legs just a tiny bit more.My erection was screaming for release. My shorts were wet with pre-cum and I had no idea how to explain the situation if confronted. I knew I had crossed the line with Rebecca and should stop right now. I wish I had listened to that part of my body but there was no blood in that region at the moment.I kept moving her bikini bottoms lower not knowing what exactly I was doing or where this was going to end up, but I was driven to take this to the next level. I had a clear view of her vagina now and her legs were about five inches apart.Without warning, she lifted up her hips a bit and said "Will that make it easier?""Yeah, thanks" was all I could think of to say. I slid her bikini bottoms down her legs and off her feet. As I looked back up to her bottom I realized she had spread her legs apart even more and I could clearly see the beads of moisture on the lips of her vagina. There was no hint of hair anywhere. The labia were apart slightly and I could just see a hint of her clitoral hood appearing."My goodness, Rebecca, that is the most exciting view I have ever seen in my life," I heard myself telling her.She wiggled her rear and said simply, "Thanks. Please continue."That was more than enough encouragement for me. I took my hands and continued to rub as before but now I was moving my hands down her inner thighs and slowly moving them up and touching her labia as they moved back up her rear. Each time my fingers touched her labia she would moan and move her rear up to increase the touch. She was no longer moist: she was full on wet!"Sweetie, is everything okay so far?" I heard myself asking her, and not wanting to hear anything negative or that would make me have to stop."What you are doing feels so wonderful. No one has ever done this before with me," she said."You've dated or been with boys before, haven't you?" I asked."I have been with out with a few boys and one tried to feel my breasts at the pool once, but no one has ever seen me naked or touched me down there like you are doing," she said. "I have sort of wanted to do this with someone but no one special has ever approached me until you. This feels really good and I feel safe with you Uncle Ron."My hands and fingers had never stopped moving. As my fingers explored ever deeper down her vaginal recesses I began to put two fingers on either side of her clitoral hood and rub in a circular motion. Each time I did this she would let out a gasp and push even harder into my hands. Her legs were spread apart a few feet now and access was now easy and invited fully.I could feel the trickle of wetness coming from her vagina and felt safe enough to try and enter her with the tip of my finger. I rubbed the tip of my finger in her juices and as I rubbed her clitoris I slowly began to enter her. As the tip was entering her she let out a loud moan and pushed her hips down into my hands."Uncle Ron, don't stop what you are doing... please keep going. That feels SO good," she gasped.She was emitting an aroma that took my breath away. It was clean, innocent, fresh, musty and 100% virgin. I could feel myself at the edge of an orgasm. I had never smelled anything this sexy and was wondering how I had never realized how important this part of the experience is, and why had I missed it all these years? A question to be answered at another time perhaps.I accepted her invitation to continue but was also very careful to not go too fast such that I would hurt her, or even worse, make her want to stop. Frankly, I didn't know at this point if I could stop.The tip of my finger was slowly entering into her, and the feeling was mind blowing. She was so wet and hot inside, and now was beginning to use her muscles to draw my finger ever deeper inside her. She began to move her hips back and forth and moan each time the finger went inside her. I could feel her clit was now hard as a rock and she was grinding her mound against my handWe were reduced to guttural sounds and moans and no words were being spoken. I have no idea if I was capable of forming words at this point. There was no blood in my brain cavity as every drop was being used further south at the moment.Rebecca was now bucking against my fingers both exploring her vagina and massaging her clitoris. Her motions were quickening and her breathing was now shallow and fast. With each push backward she would moan louder and louder. I knew she was on the edge of a huge orgasm so I quickened my pace and began to plunge deeper into her.Her muscles inside her vagina were now milking my fingers. I could feel her clit beginning to recede, which meant she was ready to explode. Her breathing was coming in gasps now and her moans were almost primal and very loud.Suddenly her body began to tense up as she felt the first wave begin to build and rise up over her. Slowly it built, her muscles starting to spasm, her clitoris ready to burst. She could feel the wave crest and begin to rush over her as she screamed out loud, my fingers plunging ever deeper into her as she clamped her muscles onto them and her legs closed with the strength of a vise on my hands.Wave after wave swept over her, each one sending shock waves across her body, rocking her to her soul as she experienced something so new to her that she could not find images to explain or express them. She was gushing wetness from inside her against my fingers, soaking my hands.Slowly the waves passed over her, as she became to come back down to earth. Her body was beginning to relax a bit as I slowly eased my fingers out of her. I could feel the tension inside her easing with each passing wave. Her breathing was becoming more relaxed and her hips were now touching the chair.I began to rub her bottom, her inner thighs, her back and her legs. I let her slowly come back down and relax.Just when I thought she was going to fall asleep, she turned over on the chair, exposing her breasts and the front of her vagina to me for the first time. Her bikini top hit the ground at about the same time as my jaw did.At that moment I had my orgasm in my shorts.Her breasts were even better than I had imagined. Her nipples were still erect and her breasts were firm and flushed."Thank you," she whispered softly as she looked up at me shyly. "I had no idea it could feel that way.""Well, actually, it can feel even better, but that was a pretty good first time," I told her as I laughed at her innocence in this situation."How could it get any better than that?" she asked as she noticed the tent in my shorts and the growing wet spot from my ejaculation."Sweetie, it's kind of hard to explain in words, but what you just felt isn't even close to what you will experience in the future." I was searching for words to use because all my brain could bring forth was "Let me show you how to fuck," and I knew that wouldn't fly.She seemed okay with that answer for now and just leaned back into the lounge chair with a happy smile on her face. I thought it was a bit odd she had not once tried to cover up her nakedness or ask why I did what I had done to her or question anything that had just happened. Frankly, I was glad she didn't say anything because I did not have a single good answer for her.I began to rub lotion on her front, starting at her feet with my hands but my eyes were glued to her crotch. I gave her the massage of my life as I worked up her body towards the Promised Land."Where did you learn to do that" she managed to say between groans and moans of pleasure."I played ball for a lot of years and spent many happy hours on a massage table having the best hands in the business work me over." I did not tell her about the number of "paid professionals" that have given me so much more than a massage... some things go better unspoken.I was almost to the Promised Land and could sense her beginning to tense up a bit. She knew what was coming and perhaps was too much too soon for her. So I moved out to her arms and started at her hands and moved up. That did the trick."Ohhh man, that feels so good," she moaned and I could see her body begin to relax again. Just move slowly, and things will be okay.As I rubbed and massaged her arms I was watching her small breasts move and shudder with each movement. I am guessing a 34-B or something in that range. High and tight and did not need a bra to hold them up! Her nipples were again growing hard and it was a sight to behold. A glance down her body showed that she had relaxed her legs again and there was a growing swelling in her pubic region again."Uncle Ron, what's it like?" she asked from nowhere.Not having a clue what she was asking I responded, "What is WHAT like?""Oh, you know, having one of those," she said as she pointed to my fully tented shorts.Fully embarrassed, but not quite ashamed, I said, "I don't know what to compare it with on you except perhaps if your breasts were in your shorts. Sort of a bulky thing that gets easily excited but can give you enormous pleasure, too." I am an idiot, an absolute moron. I was always able to come up with a silky smooth line go get into a woman's pants, but with Rebecca I come up with this!!"Huh. Can I see it? I mean, here I am naked and you aren't, would sort of be kind of fair to me, right?" she asked."Sweetie, it's kind of big right now cause it's all excited. That's what happens to guys" I managed to say."I know, I have been through health class as school and some of the girls at school talk about them. One of my friends has even given her boyfriend a blowjob! She said he peed in her mouth when he was done but it did not taste like pee, just sort of salty and creamy. Is that what happens with guys?" she asked, looking directly into my eyes."Okay, some of that is accurate, some of it is not. As you more than likely recall from health class..." I started."HEY! Off with the shorts! It's not fair!" she said loudly as she smiled and pointed to my shorts.The day of reckoning had arrived, I could no longer stall nor was there enough time to think of enough multiplication tables to erase my erection, so I stood up, hooked both thumbs into the sides of my shorts and dropped them down to my ankles, kicking them off into the grass beside the chairs. My manhood stood at full attention and was actually throbbing with each heartbeat as I stood beside her."Wow, that's really big. Look, it's moving!" she said as she watched it dance its silly dance in front of her."Can I touch it?" she asked and before I could say yes she had reached up and put her hand around my shaft. It took all I had to not spurt a new load across her body at that very moment."Sure, go ahead. I would be lying if I did not say that your hand feels really good," was all I could manage to say."It's hot! And sort of hard and soft at the same time. Funny looking, too, with that big thin gee on the end of it. What is the hole for?" she asked looking straight at the end of my rod like it was some new creature she had just discovered."That is where everything exits from my bladder and testicles," I said hoping she would understand and not need any further explanations."So this is where the pee comes out? Must be where the other stuff comes out when you get too excited, huh?" she asked as she moved her hand around on my shaft and explored the tip even closer. Her hand felt incredible.All I could manage was a soft, "Yep."She sat up in her chair and put face within inches of the tip looking at it as if she was going to look into a microscope and see inside my body somehow. Her hot breath on my member was having the calculated effect it was supposed to have and a small drop of pre-cum began to exit the tip."What is that!" she said as she backed her head away quickly."Nothing to worry about at all. Just a drop of pre-cum that appears, as lubrication for sexual activity so nothing gets too dry. Remember how you got real wet down there when I was using my hands on you?" I asked."Yeah, it got wetter than ever before and your fingers went inside me really easy. So if I get that wet, why do you have to get wet, too?" she asked."Good question, and I don't have an answer for you on this one. Just know that it is a good thing," was all I could manage to say."Is this what my girlfriend did when she gave her boyfriend a blowjob? Is this the pee thin gee?" she asked."Sort of. She had done a lot more than what you have done with your hand, and when the boy came, or ejaculated, there was a lot more than what you see on the tip right now.""What did she do?" Rebecca asked me as she began to move her hand slightly up and down the shaft."Well, it may have started with what you are doing right now, moving your hand up and down the shaft like that. You can grip it a bit tighter and it feels even better but don't grab it too hard cause all that does is hurt!" I instructed. She tightened her grip slightly and began to move her hand up and down the shaft in long slow strokes, moving from the base all the way to the end of my tip."Like that?" she asked, making sure she was doing it right. I think the slight buckle in my knees was the response she was looking for at the moment."That feels so good," I stammered as she began to increase the speed a bit."Is this a blowjob?" she asked. "Am I giving you a blowjob Uncle Ron?""No, sweetie, this is a hand job, and a very good one at that. Stop for just a moment and I will explain what a blowjob is to you." If she had not stopped at that very moment I was going to blow a wad into her face and hair. She let go of my shaft and looked up at me and said, "Okay, what's a blowjob.""First, let me say there is no blowing involved here. Blowing is a bad thing for a guy. Not for sure why they call it a blowjob when there is actually no blowing involved. There is, however, a lot of sucking and slurping involved. It's sort of like licking a lollipop and sucking your thumb at the same time. You have to open your mouth and just pretend I am your thumb," was all I could think of to tell her. I have never had to explain how to suck a cock before so I hope this worked."Can I try it?" she asked, again reaching up and grabbing my shaft with her soft long fingers."Sure you can, just go slow and easy. I don't want you to gag. And please don't bite me whatever you do... that hurts more than you can imagine."She took my shaft and put the tip close to her mouth and slowly put her tongue out to close the distance. The heat from her mouth and tongue made my cock jump in her hands, which made her giggle. "Hold still, I promise not to hurt you," she said as she again took her tongue and this time licked the end of the tip, taking the pre-cum with her back into her mouth."A little bit salty but not a bad taste. I have had toothpaste that taste worst than this. I think I actually sort of like the taste. Let's try this again," she said as this time she took a big lick and cleaned off the entire tip. "That's a good taste, Uncle Ron. I like that," she said as she started to lick the sides and move down the shaft. She licked the sides and would move back to the tip to clean off the pre-cum and then move to the other side and repeat the act, always moving back to the tip at the end. When the entire shaft had been licked she opened her mouth and put the tip inside and used her tongue to move around the end.I knew I was a goner.My cock was on overload and I started in on higher math tables immediately. I moved from there to a mental picture of my grandmother, President Truman, writing computer code, reciting tax laws, baseball statistics, anything to get my mind off of having an immediate and volumes eruption into her mouth at that very moment. I think it was Truman that did the trick... somewhere in there I was able to feel the pleasure and let her continue her learning curve without having to end the lesson.She was now taking in more and more of my cock into her mouth and starting to suck and slurp at the same time as she pumped with her head and hands. She was a natural at this. Every once in awhile she would go too deep and gag a bit and I would have to remind her to slow down and relax. I had to remind myself to slow down and relax, too. More Truman...okay, feeling more in control again.Suddenly she stopped and looked up at me and asked, "These are the balls, right?"I came out of my trance instantly, replying "Yes, that's them. They liked to be played with, too, while you are doing what you are doing. They are very sensitive, so again, be gentle and do not squeeze them like walnuts. Just play with them, rub them, hold them, be gentle with them and it makes me feel REALLY good. What you are doing is incredible for me" was all I could explain at the moment. I did not have a lot of blood in my brain region at the time, as most of my blood in my body was more of less concentrated in the groin area of my body."Okay, got it," she said as she instantly went back to sucking and bobbing on my pole and now began playing with my balls, too. This was just too much. No amount of higher math, Truman, Grandma or anything else was going to stop this train from running into the station. I could feel it starting and managed to get out a feeble "Sweetie it's going to blow." Either she did not know what that meant or care if it happened because she continued to bob, squeeze and pump on my shaft even faster. "Oh God, here it comes!" I finally gave in to the release I had been longing for that afternoon. Rope after rope, stream after stream, jet after jet it came and continued to come out of me. Bless her heart, she took the first couple of shots and was able to swallow a bit of it. After that she backed off the shaft and took the next shot right in the eye making her back off even more. The next ones hit her right in her chest, and not an unpleasant sight to see, either."What the hell was that?!" she screamed as she dabbed at her eye with a towel to remove my cum from it."I told you I was going to cum, sweetie, but you didn't move. Sorry about that. I did not mean to get it in your eye.""I swallowed some of it, too. I like the taste sort of. I guess I just was not ready for the volume of it. Does it always come out that much?" she asked as she used the towel to wipe off her chest and between her breasts."No, not always that much. You excite me like few have ever done, so I guess there was a whole lot more than usual this time. Again, I am so sorry I hit you in the eye with it.""That wasn't a problem, Uncle Ron. I just wasn't ready for that much of it. I thought it was going to be a few more drops of pre-cum and not a full load. Now I know what to expect. I liked it all, just was not ready I guess," she explained as she finished with the towel and laid back down on the lounge chair. "Here, use the towel, you still got a little coming out the end there" she said, pointing to the tip and as a drop of cum was escaping towards the patio decking."Thanks," I managed to say as I cleaned off my shaft and tossed the towel down."Gees, it's not hard anymore. That didn't take long. How long does it take to get hard again?" she questioned as if there was going to be a timed event coming soon."Sometimes it doesn't get soft afterwards but it usually does. Sometimes it takes awhile before it can get hard again, sometimes just a few moments. You never know what is going to happen. It sort of has a mind of it's own during those moments. There are times you wish it would not get hard and some other times you wish it would never get soft. Again, it does what it wants to do.""Must be hard to deal with at times, huh?" she asked."Yes, there are moments when I wish I had a greater deal of control but you learn how to deal with it as you grow older.""I know what you mean in some ways. I get sort of a horny feeling sometimes or kind of tingly when I touch my nipples or down there and I don't want that feeling to ever end. I rub it until I have an orgasm and that feels good, but it has never felt like it did when you used your fingers on me down there. I did not know it could feel that good or I would have been doing that a lot more and a lot sooner!"I sat back down beside her and grabbed the lotion bottle again. "We have not finished with your massage and lotion. Shall we continue?" I asked in a sly smile as I put a bit of lotion between my hands and rubbed them together.She looked up at me and said, "Yes, I think we should start where we left off. I think you were up to my shoulders, weren't you?""Ah yes, the shoulders it is. Just lay back and let the hands work their magic on you. I promise you will not fall asleep," I said as I began on her shoulders and worked her neck muscles, slowly working my way down to her breasts. I poured some lotion directly between her breasts causing her to gasp slightly but I instantly began to massage and gently rub her breasts with the lotion, avoiding her nipples until the right time. Down the sides and back underneath to the middle. Around the front in slow circles with the backs of my nails, all the time causing her to moan and protest ever so lightly that I was just teasing her. Okay, I was teasing her. I know what the results will be and what it makes her body do, so it was all good for me.I let my fingers slowly tease her nipples as they passed by on each circle now. Her nipples had been very hard and erect for some time and the reaction to the touch of my fingers was very quick and very visual. "Oh my God that feels so good," she gasped as she clutched the sides of the chair. Her legs opened ever so slightly and I could see the moisture beads already beginning to build on her labia.More and more I used my fingers to knead and rub her small breasts and let the tension build in the fires below. Her breath was coming in faster pants and was shallower. Her legs were starting to move out more at the knees and now there was no question about moisture below: she was wet.I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth and she wrapped her arms around my head and drew me into the deepest passionate kiss I have ever had. I had to break away to get a breath and she instantly had me back into a lip lock and was shooting her tongue deeply into my mouth, exploring and teasing my tongue to join in her adventure. I returned the probing and we danced and chased each other all across and into each other's mouths like it had never been done before.Slowly I worked my kisses down to the nape of her neck and I think I released something inside her no one knew about. She had a very intense orgasm causing her to shake and spasm on the chair, almost like she was having a seizure. She was uttering something not of this world or at least nothing that made sense as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her. All I could think of was: gees, I have not even got to the good stuff yet, so I wonder what is going to happen then??I waited for a moment as she came back down to Earth from where ever it was she had gone, wanting to go there myself to be honest."You okay sweetie," I asked as her breathing became more relaxed and even."What was that!? My God, all you did was kiss me and then I got hit by a train or something... what you did before was really good, but this was so far beyond what happened before! I can see why people like this so much now. Hell, why wouldn't you want to do this ALL the time!" she managed to say as her breasts were still heaving with each breath, her nipples still hard as rocks. I looked down between her legs and it looked like someone had tried to put out a fire between her legs with a hose. She had gushed a ton of fluids. And we were getting closer."Just lay still and relax. Hate to tell you this it gets a whole lot better than that! Want to see a little more?" I teased."Uncle Ron, I don't know if I can take any more than that. I feel like every ounce of energy has been drained from me. Let me rest for a minute before we do anything else, okay. I need a moment here to recover.""Take all the time you need. On a scale of 1-10 so far you have reached about a four perhaps, maybe a five. You won't believe what an eight, nine or a ten can do to you. But they are coming, yes sire, they are a coming," was all I could throw out to her for a lifeline at the moment. I let her drift into a heavy sleep for about an hour in which she never moved, not even a toe. I went inside and took a shower and cleaned up a bit, making sure I shaved "pussy eating close." I did not even want to scratch her delicate areas down there and create a situation where I was not able to return and return and return again. I put on some special aftershave that I knew drove women to nakedness and went back to my darling niece at poolside.I sat down beside her and began to slowly and gently kiss her around her breasts, barely making skin contact, but letting her feel the heat and warmth of my breath. She was still deeply asleep but I could see the effect it was taking on her body. Her nipples became hard and erect and her breathing became ever so slightly more labored and shallow. Her fingers began to move slightly and her knees moved slightly apart. Slowly I applied more pressure with my kisses and the toll it was taking on her became instantly apparent. She began to moan slightly and her knees moved even farther apart, beads of moisture starting to form on her vulva and labia. Her breathing came more shallow and faster now and I knew it was time.Moving ever so slightly I positioned my mouth directly over her right nipple and lowered my mouth to it, using my tongue to draw small circles around it, darting from side to side. Now to the left nipple, again repeating my tactics on that breast. Her nipples were rock hard and like blue steel. Slowly I lowered by mouth around her nipple and drew it inside my mouth, letting my tongue caress her nipple and teasing her nipple with my teeth.Rebecca was instantly awake and grabbed my head and pressed it into her breast. "You really know how to wake a girl up, don't ya? What ever you do, do not stop what you are doing. Hell, why am I telling you that, you know what you are doing... you know how to make me happy, so just do what you want to do and take me along for the ride!" she said as she relaxed back into the lounge chair but did not relax her grip on my head. I bobbed and sucked and teethed and licked on each nipple until I knew she was going to drop off the end of the planet again, but instead of letting her take that ride, kept her on the fine edge, letting her get ALMOST there but never over the edge. She so much wanted to go over the edge and was almost desperate to get there again.I slowly began to kiss my way down from her breasts to her belly button, pausing there long enough to French kiss her button hole until she was in a frenzy again. She now was pressing my head into her buttonhole and did not even know why she was doing it."Be patient, my dear, it's coming," I whispered to her as I began to kiss past her belly button towards the Promised Land. Her odor was almost over powering at this point. It was all I could do to keep from diving into her vagina and just breathing deeply for hours. I was ready to drop my load again as my team members had rejoined the adventure and were just waiting for instructions to enter and begin the quest for the golden cave.Her fingers were dug into my hair and trying to force me lower and lower but she soon realized I was going to take my own sweet time and she was going to just have to wait a bit longer. I danced around her pubic mound, kissing and sucking, letting my tongue massage her, throwing even more wood into her internal fires down below. I massaged her mound with my fingers, letting them creep ever lower, making them draw small circles down to the top of her slot, again, more wood onto the fires.I ducked my head under her leg and spread her legs apart, staring straight into the Promised Land. She raised up and kissed me deeply on the mouth and let our tongues dance for a moment before she laid back down, resigned to the fact that she was about to go to a place she not only had never been to before today, but did not know even existed. She reached up with both hands and locked her fingers again into my hair and said, "Okay, big fella, I'm ready when you are."She had no idea what she was ready for nor what was going to happen but she thought she was game for it.She drew my head back down to her clean and hairless vagina and pressed my head into her deeply. I was finally able to raise back up and get a breath and tell her "Please, sweetie, let me be. I know what I am doing and I also know you want your release RIGHT NOW. You will appreciate this later, so just relax, if possible, cause I know you are going to enjoy this."I bent my head back down into her crotch and took a deep breath. I almost came on the patio deck. She was heaven itself. Pure, innocent, sweetness, untouched, virgin, and so much more. I could have died a very happy man right then and there, but thank goodness there was more to come for me.This time she reached her hand up to my head and rested it on top, letting me know she was there and paying attention but was not going to try and direct me. With her other hand she was caressing her right nipple, slowly twisting it between her first finger and thumb. I could hear her moaning with pleasure, always a good sign from between a females legs to hear!I lowered my mouth to her vagina and licked up and down each side, tasting her sweetness and licking up her wetness. Up and down I went, around and around, never touching inside the labia. She was grinding her crotch into my face, wanting me to get down to business, and was growing more and more impatient with my teasing. I put my tongue out and let it enter her vagina hole slightly, causing her to instantly slam her legs closed on my head."Sorry, sorry... that was a first for me there... sorry about that... but don't stop," she said as she opened her legs as far as possible for me. I again lowered my head into the Promised Land and started licking her again around the outside of the labia, letting it build back up again. Again, I stuck the tip of my tongue into the vaginal hole entrance and I could feel her legs tense a bit but never closed. I began to probe my tongue in and out of her hole, drinking in the wetness she was offering me. In and out I went, slowly making love to her hole with my tongue. I licked up around her clitoral hood and found it was fully erect and ready for action. I let my tongue dance around the hood a bit, teasing it, making it wait, letting the heat from my mouth have the desired effect.Then I let my mouth cover her entire clit and hood and sucked it into my mouth with one motion, making her body spasm instantly, letting my tongue dance, lick and probe her clit, little circles, top to bottom, side to side, rough, gentle, letting my teeth just squeeze it oh so gently, and that is when she left our planet and ventured yet again to a place only she was capable of traveling. Wave after wave racked her body. It was as if she was being electrocuted. Her back was arched, her hips were slamming down into the lounge chair and then back into my mouth, her legs were slamming shut on my head and then wide open again, her hands went to her nipples and were squeezing them like she was trying to pry them from her body. She was uttering pure wildness from her soul and no idea what it was but was pretty sure it was pleasure. She was gushing her sweet wetness all over my face and I was drinking deeply at the fountain. As she neared the middle of her adventure, I put her clit back into my mouth and sucked on it and probed my tongue deeply into the base, taking her right back to the top all over again. More waves racked her body and soul, deep, deeper, all the way to the core. Over and over again she rode each wave, from crest to the bottom, then the next one, and the next. They never seemed to end. I decided to let it play itself out and not take her back to the top again, but it was tempting. Very slowly she came back down, the spasms and jerking slowing, breathing deeper now, heart beats coming down back into a more normal rhythm, hips and legs relaxing, the wetness flow has been reduced to a trickle. I move my tongue back down to her hole and gently lick some of the remaining juices and this was too much for her, her legs slamming closed and her body coming off the chair and grabbing my head."Oh, please stop, Uncle Ron, stop for a bit... this is just too much right now... I can't keep... my goodness that was so intense... like fireworks in my soul... every nerve was on fire and it was so... I don't have words for how it felt Uncle Ron... please tell me that was a ten cause I don't know what to tell ya if that was only an eight" was all she was able to say as she slowly sank back down to the chair, letting her body finally relax and again drift off to a deep sleep.I moved her leg back over my head as I stood back up on the patio deck and just looked at her. She is incredible. The most beautiful young woman ever and she is here and naked before me. I am in awe of her, and of me, too. Not a bad afternoon so far!I looked down at my manhood still at full attack mode and at general quarters wondering what was going to happen next. For now the order was going to have to be to stand down and be at ease. They would be taken care of yet, and it was not going to be by my hand in the shower, that was for sure. I watched her on the chair as her body was totally drained of energy and trying to recharge it batteries without a clue how to do it. Her legs were open slightly and you could see her labia and vulva were still swollen from the intensity of pleasure she had just endured. We were not done yet. As Arnold says, "I'll be back."A nap would feel good for me, too, so I pulled up a lounge chair next to her and plopped down for a snooze. The sun felt good on my body as my mind tried to corral the events of the day but was fighting a losing battle here: sleep won out. Nary a dream to be found, just out cold.Soon I was aware of a haze and warmth growing in my mind. Something nice, no, wonderful was happening but was not for sure what it was. The haze was lifting quickly but I was not able to point out what was so wonderful but I felt great. The haze was almost gone when I realized I was waking up and where the pleasure was coming from. "I thought this might wake you up, Uncle Ron. It is your turn to enjoy for a bit," she said as she continued to bob and suck on my very erect cock. She was getting really good at this. I mean, REALLY good. She was taking me in almost all the way to my balls down her throat and playing with my balls at the same time. What she was not able to get down her throat she was stroking with her other hand. She was on her knees bending over me in the chair. I reached over her and gently moved her rear towards me so I could have a better view of her bottom and see the Promised Land again. She was wet, again! I reached down and slowly, gently edged a finger into her vagina, just getting to the first knuckle before withdrawing it. I could hear her moan a bit even though she was very well occupied at the moment. She moved her bottom even closer to me and I took this as a sign to continue. I again moved my finger to her entrance and slowly slid my finger into her up to the first knuckle and made a slow circle with my finger. This produced another moan and her moving her rear into my hand forcing my finger into her vagina up to the last knuckle. I took this as time to enter the Promised Land. Wagons Ho!She continued to work her magic on me as she was attacking my cock like an orphan in a candy store. Had I been paying attention to what she was doing I would have blown my load a long time ago, but I was on cock autopilot at the moment. It was free to react however it wanted, but without the brain telling it how much fun it was having it was just going to stay hard as a rock for hours and keep her very busy, too. Meanwhile I was playing in the Promised Land and would soon be doing even more.She was moving her rear back and forth against my finger, grinding against them. I had one finger into her to the hilt and began to work a second finger in. Slowly, with each thrust forward, I moved my second finger ever deeper until it, too, was bottomed out and full of her wetness. I began to use a third finger and slowly entered her with the third. She was moaning loudly now and seemed to be paying less attention to my cock than what was happening to her vagina. She was pumping her vagina into my hand and grinding it into my fingers each time it bottomed out. Harder and harder she was pumping back into my hand and soon the third finger was as deep as the others inside her virgin hole.It was time. She was getting close to another climax and I feared it would be her last for a while, so I had to strike while the iron was hot. And my iron was white hot.I moved forward on the chair and grabbed a towel off the patio deck. "Sweetie, lay down here on the deck. Let me put this towel under your bottom" I said as we both moved off the chair and got into the position on the deck."Are we going to do it, Uncle Ron? Have sex?" she asked as she positioned herself under me."We are not going to do anything you do not want to do. You don't have to worry about getting pregnant cause I had my tubes clipped, a vasectomy, about ten years ago, so all I can do is shoot blanks. If you are worried about anything else, let me know right now. This is not something we can undo," I told her, as I knew she must have some questions about all of this."I heard that the first time really hurts and I am going to bleed. Is that true?" she asked, a pleading look in her eyes."Sweetie, I have always been 100 % honest with you about everything, and this is no different. Will it hurt? At first, it might hurt really bad. I will be very gentle and wait until the pain goes away, which is usually just a few minutes. After that it does not take long until things feel better and then feel really good. There will be a little blood when I tear the hymen. You will not die from it and it is very little blood. So far when I have told you things will feel good, have I been wrong?" I asked her."If anything, you have not told me exactly just how great it was going to feel to me. You said you would be gentle, and I trust you. If this is going to be a ten, I am more than ready. Let's go for it!" she said as she moved her legs out as far as they could go.I moved down even farther and put my head back down between her legs and looked at her deeply into her eyes. "I want to make sure you are ready down here and that it will go as easy as possible for you" I said as I moved my mouth back down to the Promised Land. I began by licking all the wetness and juices from the area, up and down each thigh, her pubic mound and then down to her vagina. Slowly around the labia and vulva, swollen and thick and ready. I danced around the clitoral hood sending exploratory tongue probes across the tip of the clit sending her into short body jerks and heavy moans. I sent a few tongue thrusts across the clit with a small amount of pressure and received the same results. I reached up with one hand and began to slowly re-enter her vagina with a finger as I continued to flick my tongue across her clit. She began to thrust her pelvis into my face and finger, trying to get my fingers to sink even deeper into her. Soon one finger became two, then three. Now I was starting to cover her clit with my mouth and work it over in earnest. This produced the desired results as she was going crazy under me, thrusting with all she had into my face and fingers. She was gushing fluids and climbing the ladder to the top of that first wave. She was getting closer and closer, bucking and thrusting like a wild animal under me. It was time.I moved up from between her legs and positioned my cock at her entrance. She was just jumping off the ladder onto the top of the first wave when I buried my entire cock into her in one swift motion. She continued to ride and buck under me for a moment but not with the usual intensity. I was holding still inside her, letting her feel the fullness and heat of me. She looked up at me and asked "I thought it was supposed to really hurt or something. I didn't feel anything. Are you sure you broke it?" I looked down to the base of my throbbing cock buried to the balls inside her and there was indeed a small trickle of blood."Without a doubt, you are no longer a virgin. You let me know when you are ready and we will start our adventure to a ten," I said as I made my cock throb inside her. It was so tight and so hot inside her vagina. I know I had to have filled her inside and was more than likely bottomed out, but it felt so wonderful."If I can live through an eight I can't wait to see what a ten will bring," she said as she twitched her muscles inside her vagina and started to milk my cock without even moving."Where did you learn that?" I asked, amazed she was able to control her muscles at that level. Hell, I had been with women with 20 more years of experience and they did not have a clue what they were doing compared to this 14 year old vixen."I read it in a book last year about how to please a man in bed so I started practicing even though I knew it would be awhile before I ever got to use it. You like it?" she asked as she continued to milk me and stroke me inside her vagina. It was better than any blowjob I had ever had, and almost better than any sex I had ever had, and we were not even moving!"You are doing something to me that has never been done before and it is so far past incredible....we are going to have to slow down just a bit here or I am going to lose it and ruin this for both of us" I said as I was approaching higher math and Truman all over again. Grandma was on deck.I began to slowly pull back from her until I was perhaps halfway out then slowly moved back inside again. She was not doing the muscle thing anymore and I could tell this was going to take getting use to for her. Slowly out to halfway, then back inside again. Each time I was moving back a little further and slowly going all the way back in. By the time I got to the point just the head was inside her on the backstroke, I began to pick up a little speed. Not a lot of speed, just a little. She was getting familiar with the fullness and the gliding sensation and was starting to move with me now. I picked up a little more speed and she began to thrust back into me as I pushed into her. Soon I was almost at regular speed and she began to use her muscles again on me taking me instantly to Grandma, calculus, tax code and beyond. I was building and knew there was no way out. Sort of like watching a train wreck about to happen. I could see she was climbing the ladder to reach the top of the waves again and was hoping I was going to be able to get her there before the train wreck happened. I was a bit lucky that as she closed in on the top rung of her ladder that she quit milking me with her muscles and that bought me some time. I was now pumping into her with all I had, moving my hips in small circles, which must have ignited her G-spot because she exploded inside and leaped off the ladder into the crest of the first wave and the ride was on for her. Her muscles clamped tight around my cock and that was all it took for me to slam it home and jump off my own ladder. We both rode those waves of electric passion as they swept over us together, over and over again, transfixed into another dimension and never wanting to return. I stayed upright by sheer will for I was scared if I collapsed on top of her I would suffocate her. Slowly my head was beginning to clear a bit and I was aware my heart was beating in my throat and could feel the blood pumping and returning, over and over again. I was aware Rebecca was under me and my cock was still buried inside of her. I could feel her heart pounding through my cock and thought that was kinda neat. I was slowly coming back down from where ever it was I had gone for a moment and saw that she was doing the same thing. I slowly removed my cock from inside her and it made a plop noise as it came out with a gush of cum behind it."Uncle Ron, I don't know about a ten. Seems like we had a fourteen to me. I don't know about you but I am about done for a while. Ya wanta go swimming with me?" she asked as she slid out from under me and dove into the pool.I watched that perfect ass and vagina enter the water and knew this was going to be the best two weeks of my life.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 44 |
myneighborsson.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/myneighborsson.txt | My name is Beth. I'm 29 years old. I have long blonde hair, and I'm blessed with a nice body and an attractive face. I am happily married to a wonderful man named Frank, and we live in a nice quiet section a few miles outside Miami Beach, Florida.Up until last year, for the most part our lives were just normal like everyone else. Don't get me wrong, we both were and still very happy with each other. We have an excellent sex life and have no problems satisfying our needs. But something happened last summer that changed our lives some. Not for the worst, but for the better. This experience has opened new doors for us, and it is for this reason that I want to share some of these experiences with you. I hope you enjoy reading this. I certainly enjoyed writing it.It started last summer, August to be exact. My husband had just got home that day from a week long convention he was attending in Atlanta. I was in my back yard cleaning up some from a little family gathering I had the day before when I decided the heck with this. The sun was shining and it was such a hot day that I was going to be lazy and just lie out on a blanket and work on my already dark tan. That's when I noticed Tommy, my 17 year old neighbor who lives next door. He was watching me through the wooden fence that separates our yards. This did not come as a surprise to me because ever since we moved here 3 years ago, Tommy has always looked at me with wide eyes and mouth opened. At first I thought it was just one of those boyish crushes that would go away after a while. But as the years came, I could see that his innocent looks had turned to hot passion and desire. To be honest with you, I was rather flattered, and a little turned on by it. But I never meant to go anywhere with this. After all, he was just a boy and I was a married woman. But all this would change on that one hot August day... ***As I lay on my tummy, stretched out on the blanket, I saw that Tommy was spying on me. He was looking through one of the cracks on the fence between my backyard and his. Normally I would have gotten angry, but I know how 17 year old boys are. And because I take good care of my body, I knew I looked pretty good to him I heard the back door swing open as Frank walked out into the yard. As he approached me he said, "Honey, you look so sexy lying there, I could just eat you.""Mmmmm, now that's a nice thought," I moaned as I looked up at him. I watched him as he took the bottle of tanning oil and poured some of it into his hand.Frank began to massage the oil on my back. He started on my shoulders, and then my back. His hands felt good as he moved slowly across my back. I could see Tommy's eyes stare hard as he watched my husband massage me. I began to get aroused knowing that Tommy was watching. I knew his cock would be aching with desire by now."Lower. Go lower, honey." I moaned to my husband.His hands moved lower until they rested at the edge of my skimpy bikini bottom. He continued to massage the base of my back."Lower." I whimpered.Frank smiled as is one hand slid underneath the material and rested it on my right ass-cheek. As he massaged the soft flesh of my ass, I noticed that my husband had a huge bulge of his own inside his shorts. I had almost forgotten that it had been almost a week since we had sex, and I knew he was very excited. It was then I decided to really put on a show for Tommy.I let out a soft moan when Frank's other hand slipped underneath my bikini bottom and gently massaged my other ass-cheek. My pussy was getting wet as I felt my husband's hands on my ass. I turned my head towards him and rotated my ass, grinding my hot pussy into the blanket. I let my body slide upwards a little so that my panties would work their way down until most of my ass was visible. I turned towards the fence to see if Tommy was still hiding there. I smiled when I saw his eyes glued to me.By now, Frank was moaning as he felt his own passion build. Using my right foot, I slowly kicked forward, moving my body away from him. His hands slowly slid off my ass. Kneeling on the edge of the blanket, Frank watched me with a dumbfounded look on his face. I slowly turned over on my back and raised my right leg. Pointing my toes forward, I stretched my leg until my foot rested on his groin. Slowly, I began to massage his throbbing cock with the bottom of my foot. Frank let out a soft moan as I rubbed him."Oh my god woman," he whispered. "I am really fucking horny.""I know sweetheart. It's been almost a week, hasn't it?" I said as I rubbed a little harder."Yes, and I'm gonna cum if you don't stop that," he answered, grabbing my ankle with one hand.He moved my foot off of him and turned to the side. I giggled and arched my foot. Using his other hand, he massaged my toes and the bottom of my foot. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan. I let him do this for only a minute or so until I told him to sit on the lawn chair.I bent over and unbuttoned his shorts. Then I pulled down his fly and dipped my hand inside. I gently grasped his cock and carefully pulled it out. As I slowly stroked it, I felt it twitch inside my hand. I could see from the corner of my eye that Tommy watched with wide eyes. And from the sounds Frank was making, I knew he was already close to the edge.Looking down at this beautiful hunk of flesh, I dropped to my knees and lowered my head. I let his cock slip between my lips and into my mouth. I took about half of his cock into my mouth and gave it a hard suck. Frank moaned loudly and I felt his body stiffen. I began to bob my head, taking more of his cock into my mouth with each stroke. Frank's hand quickly moved to the back of my head and he buried his fingers in my thick blonde hair. I could feel him coaxing me into taking more of his cock.By now, his cock was drenched with my saliva and his own juices, and my lips slid easily up and down. I could taste the salty flesh with my tongue as I licked it along the way. I was taking all of his cock in my mouth, and I could feel the head touch the back of my throat. My hands gently massaged his balls. Frank began to squirm on the lawn chair as my head bobbed up and down. His grip became tighter and his moans grew more intense. Suddenly he cried out and he arched his body upward. A stream of hot cum hit the back of my throat. Quickly, I backed up and tightened my lips around the thick flesh, just beneath the head. Frank came hard and fast. I could feel his cock pulsate with each spurt as he filled my mouth with his hot juice. I sucked hard, not wanting to lose a drop. I moved my one hand to the base of his cock and slowly jerked him off.Finally, he fell back into his chair and I felt his body relax. With his cock still in my mouth, I swallowed his cum in three gulps. His hand no longer gripped the back of my head. Instead, I felt his fingers gently stroking my hair. I bobbed my head once more, this time slowly sucking his drained cock all the way into my mouth and throat. When I released him, his cock was dry and limp. Looking up at him, I could see he had a very pleased look on his face. I couldn't help but smile at him. As I swallowed the last of his juices, I quickly glanced over at the fence. Tommy was still there watching us and he was rubbing the bulge that was in his pants. This made me even smile more.Suddenly, I had an idea. Or perhaps a new desire. I thought about my little plan as I knelt in front of my husband, stroking his now limp cock. I couldn't believe I was actually thinking this.***Ten o'clock that night, I lay naked on top of my husband's muscular body in our bedroom upstairs. His cock was fully erect by now, thanks to a little help and encouragement by me of course. I must have spent the last 15 minutes or so kneeling between his legs; licking, stroking and sucking his cock. There was a couple of times I had to stop because he was about to cum. But a quick gentle squeeze and a few moments of hot passionate kissing, Frank calmed down enough as to where I could continue to enjoy him with my mouth and tongue.As I held his cock just inches above my hot pussy, I gave him a few quick strokes. My long slim fingers barely reached around it. His cock was hard as a rock, but because it was coated with my saliva and his juices, it felt wet and slippery. I lowered myself onto him, guiding his throbbing cock into my already wet pussy. Frank had devoured my whole body just a short time ago with his tongue and mouth, making me cum twice. My pussy was so wet. My nipples so hard. He had me so hot and aroused that I just had to suck his cock. And the more I sucked, the more wet my pussy had gotten.Frank's cock slid easily into my pussy. Slowly, I lowered myself, wanting to feel every inch of his cock as it entered my wet hole. When he was completely inside me, I positioned myself on my knees and he arched his groin upwards, pushing himself deeper inside me. That alone made me cum and I let out a loud moan. Maybe it was a scream. As I experienced my third orgasm of the evening. I rode his cock as he thrust himself in and out of me. I felt his hands grab my heart-shaped ass, firmly squeezing my soft cheeks, pulling me downwards as he buried his long shaft inside me. The room was filled with our passionate moans and the squeaking sound of the bed. Our pace had quickened quite a bit and I could feel another orgasm growing.As we made love, I couldn't help notice Tommy's house staring at me through the window. It was dark outside, but I could see lights on. Tommy's bedroom light in particular. I couldn't help but wonder if Tommy was peeping through his window at us, looking through a spy glass, watching Frank and I fuck like wild animals. For some strange reason, the thought of this made me even more excited. More passionate. And more inhibited. Without even thinking, I took my hands and gripped Frank's waste and began to fuck him hard and fast. My moans grew louder with each stroke and I could hear Frank's moans get louder too. His eyes were closed the whole time. We both were on the verge of cumming, but I wanted to cum first. So I fucked him faster. He slid easily in and out of me. My pussy was so wet, so hot. I felt my whole body perspiring.A minute later I experienced the most incredible orgasm I think I ever had. My pussy convulsed like a volcano and I flooded Frank's cock with my juices. I screamed in ecstasy. As I was cumming, Frank's moans grew loud and I felt his fingers dig into my back and buttocks. I kept riding his cock, but he was doing most of the moving as he quickly thrust his cock upwards, trying to go deeper inside me. Then he let out a loud cry and I felt him shoot his thick juice inside me. His came hard, his spurts felt like little tongues licking inside me as he flooded my hole. After about 3 spurts, I took a hold of his cock and quickly got off him. I dived towards his ejaculating cock, and the next spurt hit me on my lips and chin. I opened my mouth and closed my lips around his pulsating shaft, just in time to catch the next spurt. He continued to cum, and I felt 3 or 4 more spurts coat the inside of my mouth. My fist feverishly stroked him, pumping all he had to offer. When he finally was finished, and his body no longer tense, I let his cock slip out of my mouth and swallowed his hot juice.***For the next few minutes, we both lay back in the bed, feeling completely drained and satisfied. Frank's head rested on the pillow, watching me as I lay between his legs. Kneeling towards him, I looked down at him with my sexy smile, licking and sucking his shrinking cock. He smiled at me as I rubbed his cock over my cum-soaked chin and mouth, then when I guided it back into my mouth and sucked the cum off his skin, he said, "Wow." His cock twitched a few times as I continued doing this. When I thought I had wiped most of his cum off my face, I stopped, swallowed what was in my mouth, and slowly slid my body up his until we were face to face. Then I gave him a long, deep, passionate kiss.An hour later, it was my head that was resting on the pillow and Frank was down on the other end of the bed. We were both very happy and satisfied, and pretty tired, but Frank insisted on giving me a leg and foot massage. He just adored my legs and feet. I guess that is why I pamper them so much. I know he loves the way they look and feel, and to be honest, I do love a good leg and foot massage. As I felt his hands caress my long shapely legs and feet, I tried to keep from falling asleep. But with my husband's soothing hands at work, it was quite a difficult task. My eyes were closed most of the time.During this time we talked, but it was mostly him that would talk. He liked to compliment me on how pretty my legs looked or how soft my feet felt, and he would tell me these things as his fingers touched them. Although I enjoyed hearing the compliments and feeling his loving hands caressing me, I found my thoughts moving to Tommy, and the new desires I had begun to feel. I wanted to tell Frank about it. Tell him what I felt, what I wanted to do. We're both very open minded people and I knew he would at least be open enough to listen to me. Maybe even want it to happen, too.When I opened my eyes again, I tilted my head so I could see Frank. He was sitting at the end of the bed facing me. He was holding my left foot with his hands, his fingers massaging the sides and bottom, working their way up to my red polished toes. Then he would take each toe between his fingers and gently pull on it. When he was finished he would start all over. I could see he was really into it. I couldn't help notice that his cock was already semi-hard. I raised my leg until my foot was at his chin. Smiling at him, I asked, "You really enjoy doing that, don't you Honey?"Frank smiled back at me as he raised my foot to his lips. With my foot resting in his palm, he kissed each toe, then answered, "I love your feet. I love your legs. I love your body. But most important, I love you.""I love you too, Sweetheart." I smiled back at him.It was at that moment I decided to tell my husband what I was feeling and what I wanted to do."Sweetheart," I said with my sweet innocent voice. "Why don't you come up here and lay next to me. There's something I want to talk to you about."Frank looked at me with a puzzled look, but he still kept his smile. "Okay." he said curiously as he crawled up the bed next to me.I turned to my side and propped my head on my hand as I rested my elbow on the bed. As Frank lay comfortably on his back, I began to lightly caress his muscular chest with my fingers. As I did, he turned just a bit to face me."Do you ever notice how Tommy Robertson looks at me every time he sees me?" I began."Yeah, I notice." Frank answered with a smile. Then he chuckled, "I think he has the hots for you, baby.""Well I know he does, Frank. Every time I see him he has a bulge in his pants the size of a baseball."Frank laughed loudly. "Well you do have that effect on almost all the male species on this planet, Sweetheart. I wouldn't worry about it if I was you.""I'm not, Honey. Not at all. As a matter of fact," I stopped then, thinking to myself, should I really go on with this?There was a long pause as Frank waited for me to continue. He looked at me very curiously. Finally I decided to tell him."It, it kind of makes me feel good when men look at me that way.""Well that's good. You're a beautiful woman, Bethany. And you deserve to feel that way."I knew my husband didn't understand what I meant, so I decided to be more direct."No, Honey. I mean, it turns me on. I get very hot and wet when men look at me that way."Frank's eyes opened wide and I could see that he was surprised. I thought it would be best if I tried to explain this a little better."You see, whenever I'm out, let's say in the mall or in the grocery store, I can always tell when a man has noticed me. I can feel his eyes all over my body. I can sense the passion he feels as he undresses me with them. I don't even have to be looking at him. I could be standing there with my back to him, yet I know he's watching me. I can feel his eyes touching me, studying every detail, and every curve on my body. I can feel his passion build. He wants me. He wants to touch me. He wants to fuck me. And when I do look at him, I can see that he does. I see it in his eyes. And I see it between his legs. That's when I feel my passion rise. My body tingles. I get so excited. I get so hot. And I get so wet."Frank looked at me with wide eyes and a partially opened mouth as I confessed my feelings to him. The only thing he could say, and it was more like a long whisper was, "Wow!"I don't know why, but my eyes quickly focused on his cock. It was quite hard now, and almost fully erect. I realized that not only did this shock him, but excited him as well. I suddenly had a need to touch it. I began to slowly move my hand off his chest and work my way down."Remember this afternoon, in the backyard when I was giving you a blow-job?" I asked him."Yeah." he answered softly, still looking at me with wide eyes."Tommy was watching us through the fence. He saw us in the yard. He watched me suck you off."Then it was Frank's turn to shock me."I know." he muttered softly. "I saw him peeking through the fence. And I have to admit, I was really turned on by it. I think that is why I was so damn excited and why I came so quickly. I knew he was watching you do that, and I could only imagine what it must have looked like through his eyes. God Beth, you are so beautiful and so sexy. How can anyone not get excited when they see you?"When my long fingers had finally reached his cock, I slid my fingers lightly along the shaft until they rested near the head. I felt it twitch, then wrapping my fingers around the thick flesh, I began to slowly jerk him off. "You know how we always talked about our fantasies and how it would be nice to make them really happen?" I reminded him about our many conversations about this topic."Yeah," he answered with a very curious voice."Well I have this fantasy." I said to my husband as I stroked his now fully erect cock. "I want Tommy. I want to tease him. I want to excite him. I want to make him want me like he never wanted me before. Then, when I have him feeling so hot and so excited that he's just one step away from exploding."Frank's cock began to throb in my hand. I closed my fist a little more as I stroked the entire length of it. His cock felt so hot and so big in my hand."I want to fuck him."Silence. Frank just looked at me with a shocked look. I sat there looking at him, watching his face. Waiting to see a reaction. Waiting to hear what he had to say about that. His cock continued to throb in my hand, so I knew he was still excited. Finally, after what seemed like an hour, but was only a few seconds, he smiled."You want to seduce our next door neighbor? A 17 year old kid?" He began to laugh."Sure." I said innocently. "Why not?"Frank laughed. He didn't say anything for a while, but I could see he was thinking about it. And from the way his cock felt in my hand, I guessed he kind of liked that idea.Then suddenly, he looked at me with a strange look. A look I never seen on him before. His eyes were on fire. Not an angry fire, but a passionate one."Tell me, Baby," he spoke softly as he started to move on top of me. "Tell me what you want to do to Tommy?" He started to nibble at my neck, which sent shivers all through my body. Talking about my fantasy had already made my pussy wet, but his mouth sent new sensations down there. I closed my eyes as I felt his mouth sucking my neck."I'm going to make him hard. Oh, so hard," I whispered in his ear. "I'm going to make his cock throb with his need, just like the way yours is right now."Frank moaned as his mouth began to lick and suck on my chest. By now, my nipples were erect and my pussy was getting hotter."Then I'm going to put his hot throbbing cock in my mouth and suck on it until he's ready to explode."Frank's hands cupped my small breasts and stroked my nipples with his thumbs. "Oh yeah?" he moaned softly, taking my left breast into his sucking mouth.More shivers go through my body. My pussy was on fire. "Then, I'm going to sit on that beautiful cock of his until it is completely inside of me."Just the thought of that had almost made me cum right then and there. But I was suddenly distracted when I felt Frank's cock touch the lips of my hot pussy. He stared down at me with hot passion in his eyes. His lips barely touched mine."You mean, like this?" he moaned.Suddenly I felt his cock slide through my pussy lips and into my hot pussy. My mouth opened as I let out a soft moan, and his tongue quickly met mine. I released his cock. We began to kiss passionately. Our tongues feverishly attacking each other. He began to pump his cock in and out of my pussy. And as he did, I arched my body upwards in rhythm with his. It felt so intense and so hot. I was feeling things I never felt before. His cock felt so big and so alive. It felt as if it was the very first time I did this. It didn't take too long for me to cum that night. And when I did it was like I had 6 orgasms at once. Soon after, Frank exploded inside me, filling me up with his huge load of hot cum. I think I felt every powerful spurt as he shot off. It was sensational.Afterwards, we lay in each other's arms, both of us feeling very satisfied and content.I had lost track of my favorite peeper, but then he'd accomplished what I needed from him. I had no intention to let him know that I knew he was watching us. Not, at least, until after he turned eighteen. The age of consent in our state. I smiled to myself, lazily fingering my well sued sticky slit.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out anyof the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 78 |
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game1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/game1.txt | Author Note: This story was a special request from a friend. The events in this story are not real, but the two main characters are. Ginger and Kathy are real people and I have made every effort to portray them and describe them accurately. Ginger requested the story, and the ideas for it came from her.***They had been planning this for a long time. Of course it was Ginger's idea. All the fun ideas were Ginger's. She may not be quite as outspoken as Kathy is, but on the inside she hides a naughty side that few people know about."Let's leave them behind!" she said. "Let's just go to the beach without them. If they can't take time off of their precious jobs, then screw them. We need some time off and I need little umbrella drinks served to me by shirtless cabana boys. Let's just go!"Kathy took a moment to squirm in her seat and then agreed. "You're right. We've been planning this weekend for a long time and if they can't get off it's their loss. We don't need to suffer because Ben and John can't stand up to their boss. Let's go without them.""Let's just go!"All the plans for the weekend had already been made, all the reservations booked and the down payments sent in advance. So Ben and John were supportive of them going. With all the usual encouragement of "I'll miss you" and "Be Good" the girls loaded their luggage into the trunk of the car and set out for an adventure. It was only 6 hours to some nice beaches in Florida and they could use the time on the road to catch up on their lives."You seemed to really like the idea of leaving the boys behind when we decided to do that. Other than the schedule was there any reason," Kathy asked."Well, it's not that there is anything really particular. It's just that I was really looking forward to this weekend and needed the time away. Then when I thought we couldn't go, I got really down about it. Things have been a little stale between Ben and I and I just wanted to have some fun. You know?""What do you mean stale?" she asked."Well you know. We've been married a long time and he works so hard. Some of that spark is gone. I mean there was a time when I couldn't keep him off of me. I mean he was on me all the time! Now that we have been married so long it's just different."Like last week I was getting out of the shower when he walked into the bathroom. I was soaking wet and pink all over from the hot shower. My nipples were standing up, because I had just finished trimming myself and I was a little turned on by it. He walked in and didn't even look twice at me! He just grabbed his watch off of the counter and left. Doesn't he think I'm pretty anymore?""Of course he does sweetie," Kathy replied. "John and I have been through that before also. Do you remember when I started to go the gym all the time a few years back? I had the day off so I called John at work and tried to get him to have phone sex with me. I told him that I wasn't wearing anything at all and I had been thinking of his hard cock all day. I told him how hot I was and I wanted him."Do you know what he said to me? He said that he was really tired and probably wanted to go to sleep early tonight! Early! Not only did he miss the whole point, but the bastard wasn't even interested when he got home. I curled up on the bed and cried for an hour. I couldn't stand the thought of him not finding me attractive anymore. So I started going to the gym again.""Oh my God," Ginger said. "I had no idea. What did the two of you do?""Well we talked about it and we started setting time aside for just the two of us. I told him if he didn't want to make proper use of me, I would find someone that would.""You did not!""I surly did. I meant it too. It was funny. We had this big fight in the car and he said that I wouldn't do it. I told him that I bet I could find a guy to fuck in the next ten minutes. He said we were on the road and that wasn't possible. So I looked next to us and there was a truck in the slow lane with a couple of teenage boys in it. I rolled down the window and started shouting for them. When the driver looked over I pulled my shirt up and flashed him. I thought he was going to run off the road! Ha, ha, ha. It was a long minute before he regained control of the truck and just about that time a cop pulled out and started flagging him down."John was some kind of pissed that I had flashed that kid. But he got the message. It was spend more time with me or get used to spending a lot of time alone.""Oh my god, that's so hot..." Ginger said."What, flashing the kids in the truck?""Yeah, I can't believe you did that.""You should do it the next time you are in the car with Ben. Teach him a lesson he won't soon forget!""I may have to."It was silent in the car for a couple of minutes except for the music that was playing. It was some sappy country song that was all they could pick up in this part of north Florida."I want to do it." She said. "I want to flash someone.""You mean right now?" Kathy asked."Yes, right here, right now! I mean what kind of harm can it cause? For some reason I just really want to feel sexy right now. How about it, the next guy we pass I flash.""It's okay by me. How are you going to do it?"Ginger thought about that for a second and made up her mind. The beautiful, slender blond was wearing a light weight cotton blouse with a red bra underneath it. Quickly she unbuttoned the blouse and shrugged it off. Then she reached behind her to unhook her bra. It wasn't fancy, but it fit her 34 Cs perfectly, and accented her natural curves. When the bra was unfastened her breasts stayed up firm and high. She had had them enhanced a few years ago. Her light pink nipples started to harden instantly in the cool, conditioned air of the car. She covered them up for just a moment with her hands and looked at her friend for encouragement.What she found there surprised her. Kathy, driving the car, had taken her eyes off of the road and was staring at Ginger's chest. It wasn't in the way she would expect her best friend to be looking at her. There was just the slightest hint of lust in her eyes. It sent an electric shiver all the way through Ginger's body. That moment was flash burned into her memory, and she felt the beginnings of her arousal start to build."I'm going to do this," She said to Kathy. Kathy looked back at the road. Ginger shrugged her way back into the loose sleeveless white blouse. She buttoned it up, but not nearly as far as last time. The bumping motion of the car on the road made her nipples rub lightly against the soft fabric. She looked down, but the material was too thick to see through. "I'm going to do this," she said. This time it was more to herself. She stuffed the red bra in the glove box and tried not to look at her friend. She could feel a flush spreading against the fair skin of her neck and cheeks. She was blushing and she didn't know if it was because she was embarrassed, or if it was because she could not remember the last time she was this turned on.While they waited for the next car to pass them on the road, she folded her slightly trembling hands in her lap and tried to keep them still. She could feel her too fast heart beat keeping time. Everything has slowed down in a surreal way.Then Kathy burst out in laughter, and when she saw why, her stomach flipped. The next car had a family in it; mother, two sons and a father behind the wheel. She had vowed to flash the next car that passed them and here she was, about to flash a whole family!Yes, she was feeling nervous, but at the same time it was exciting her. She took another look at the car through the side view mirror. The father looked bored. Mom was leaning her head against the side window and appeared to be dosing. The two boys in the back seat looked like they were both absorbed in their video games. So, the only one that would really see her was the dad. This could work.Kathy started releasing the gas pedal a little at a time so their speed was slowing but not noticeably. They were in the fast lane, but there weren't a lot of other cars on the road. The Family SUV began to catch up with them and was about to overtake them. With a few deep breaths Ginger unbuttoned another two buttons on her blouse and made sure it would open wide enough for her needs. Her nipples were almost painfully hard, and her breath was catching in a ragged stream."Here they come," Kathy said. "Get ready."Ginger turned half way around in the seat and knelt on it so her chest was above the level of the window sill. Just as the car pulled even with them, and the father casually looked her way to see who was in the car next to him, she ripped open her blouse. But that's not all. She wanted to make an impression. So she started pinching and pulling her tits. Partly to turn him on, partly because she couldn't stand it; they were begging to be touched. This whole scenario was only making her hotter and hotter.Just when she was really getting into it she heard another bark of laughter form Kathy who started slamming the horn. Everyone in the car heard it and looked in their direction. Suddenly instead of one wide eyed man looking at her she had four people, including his wife and their two teenage boys. Everyone was watching her tweak her nipples with a vacant look of desire on her face. Then everyone panicked!The father started yelling at his wife that it was all a big misunderstanding, the mother was screaming at him, or her. She didn't know which. Both of the boys in the back had their eyes GLUED to her. The SUV was swerving and she was ducking down in her seat trying to cover herself up again. Kathy was laughing at her like a lunatic and she felt more embarrassed than she ever had in her life.But she also felt really turned on.Kathy slammed the accelerator and they sped past the lumbering SUV and down the road. Now both of them were laughing and having a good time."Felt good, right?" Kathy asked."Oh god it felt good," she said, still slumped down in the seat of the car."When I did it I was wet for day after! It was all I could do to keep from fingering myself in the car. I bet it turned you on too." she joked and then reached down and started tickling Ginger. First under the arm and then when she flinched away down her stomach."Stop it," Ginger protested.Before she did, Kathy's hand ventured a little too far down and touched the crotch of Ginger's matching white shorts. Maybe it was intentional, maybe it wasn't but it took Ginger completely off guard. Her breath caught and her whole back arched in ecstasy. Just that one probing touch right in the right place was almost enough to make her come. She quickly pushed Kathy's hand away and tried to change the subject."Okay Ms. Showoff. It's your turn!" Ginger challenged. "If you think it's so hot, let me see what you have."Gladly. Just switch places with me!"The road was mostly empty on this Friday morning so they didn't feel the need to pull over. What followed was a complicated struggle of Kathy sliding under Ginger as the two of them traded places in the car. As their two bodies slid over one another from left to right, and they groped for hand holds to move them faster into position there seemed to be a lot of extra touching going on. At one point, when they were almost over, Ginger reached to her right and her hand slipped completely inside of the striped halter shirt that Kathy was wearing. It was a clumsy move, and completely unintentional, but for just a second she found herself holding her best friend's breast."That's it," Kathy said. "Just grab hold of it if you want it."Ginger yanked her hand back, embarrassed. In another moment they had finished the cross over and both of them were settling into their new positions.Without another word Kathy reached back behind her neck and pulled the place where the halter tied over her head from back to front. Her breasts were much larger than her friend's, but they also sagged more and releasing them from their confinement showed their weight as they settled. Her nipples were hard and dark, and both of the women knew it wasn't just from the cold air."So how am I going to top you?" Kathy Asked."What do you mean?""Well I can't just show my tits to the next car that passes by," she said. She had completely removed her shirt and was sitting in the passenger's side without any attempt to cover up. Her heavy breasts bounced softly as the car vibrated down the road. Ginger found it harder and harder to keep her eyes off her friend. She made a concerted effort to watch the road. "That's what you did. If it's my turn, I have to outdo you, right?""I guess," Ginger replied."So what am I going to do?""Are you looking for me to dare you to do something?""That's it!" Kathy said. "Dare me. We'll make a game of it.""Alright, okay. We'll make a game of it." Ginger thought for a long moment and couldn't help but feel a little envious of the size of her friend's breasts. "The next car that comes by, I want you to flash them, and while you are, I want you to suck on your own tit.""What?!" Kathy exclaimed."You said you wanted a dare and you wanted to outdo me, well that's how you do it. I want you to suck on your own tit when the next car comes by.""Okay, I'll do it," Kathy said a little breathlessly. She placed her arms over her head for a moment to stretch. Ginger watched her movements like a hawk. Her lithe body was toned and firm. Her armpits had been recently shaved and were clean and smooth. That made her think of Kathy's pussy which she claimed she shaved clean, but Ginger had never actually seen. The air in the car seemed to grown thicker as she was thinking about that. She had to face the fact that she was very turned on by this.Ginger had never really been attracted to girls, not in that way. But at the same time, she was a little curious. Not that she wanted to turn lesbian or anything, but... it may just be nice to let another woman touch her. To feel another woman's fingers touching her... somewhere private...She was startled out of her reverie by a sharp intake of breath from the passenger's side. She looked and saw that an 18 wheeler was pulling even with them in the middle lane. Kathy was breathing heavy and shallow, and it was making her breasts rise and fall with her chest. Her dark nipples could not have been any harder.Following the same procedure that Ginger had done she knelt in the passenger's seat and faced the window. She was cupping her breasts."Honk the horn""What?" Ginger asked."Honk the horn, he doesn't see me."Ginger gave the horn one good toot then another. Suddenly the massive truck jerked slightly toward them, but recovered quickly. Truck drivers were more focused on driving than most people.Kathy started by pinching and pulling her nipples, just like Ginger had. But that wasn't good enough for this stretch of the bet. So she lifted her left breast to her mouth and began tonging her nipple. After a moment or two she took it into her mouth and sucked on it.Even from the driver's seat Ginger could see the truck driver transfixed on the free show he was getting. She hazarded a glimpse at the road, not wanting to miss her friend's performance, but also intently trying to stay alive.When Kathy was done with that breast she released it from captivity and went on to her right one. She repeated the same process of licking and then sucking on her tit. Whether it was part of the show or not, Ginger saw Kathy's hand dip between her legs for just a moment. That seemed to startle her out of the act. She scooted down on the seat and hid her face."Go, just go!" She said. She was giggling and hiding her face against the door of the car.Ginger slammed on the accelerator and they easily over took the slow moving truck. In a few minutes they were down the highway and he was no longer even in sight."Oh, my god!" Kathy said. "I think I got a little carried away there.""I'll say. It was really hot though." Ginger's heart was beating just a little too fast. Her skin felt flushed and she just knew that if she took off her panties right now they would be soaked. She had no doubt that Kathy was feeling the same way.By bits and pieces Kathy seemed to recover until she was sitting up fully in her seat. Her skin was still flushed and she had a somewhat distant look in her eyes."So I guess it's your turn," Kathy said with an evil grin."I guess it is," she replied uneasily. Kathy could have a down right evil side to her when it came to things like this. She liked to push boundaries. Just when Kathy was about to open her mouth and say something she was saved by the bell. "There's the exit for the hotel."Ginger turned quickly and got off the interstate. Now that they were on surface roads there were a lot more opportunities for someone to see into the car so Kathy hurried up and put her stripped halter top back on.The hotel was a luxury resort right on the beach and they had no trouble finding it. It was the kind of place that had a spa and clothing shops built into it. The service was excellent and the prices were high, but they could afford it this weekend.They checked in, and waited for a bell hop to come get their bags and show them to their room. While they were waiting Kathy started grinning and Ginger felt trouble on the way."It's your turn, right?" she asked."We're not playing anymore. That was a road game.""Oh, we're still playing all right. And it's your turn." Kathy said."Hey, I didn't agree to that. On the road was fun but here is different. It's much more up-close and personal.""That's the point," she said. "The whole point is to outdo one another. So here's what you are going to do. I want you to flash the bellhop in the elevator.""What? I can't do that.""Sure you can. Unbutton that little white blouse of yours and tie it at the bottom so it gaps at the top. Then stand on the side of him in the elevator. He will be able to see your breast. I dare you!""Okay," Ginger said, almost without thinking about it. In fact she had opened her mouth to say no, but she said yes instead. She ducked into a ladies room in the lobby and locked the door. She was breathing hard again, her excitement building.She still wasn't wearing a bra. She took off her white sleeveless blouse and looked in the mirror. Her breasts had never been very large, but they were always wonderfully shaped with just the right upturn to her soft pink nipples. Of course they weren't that soft right now.She gave them a little squeeze, and it felt so good she pinched the nipples a bit. A couple of years ago she had made the decision to have them enhanced. Sure they still weren't as large as Kathy's, but they had always been shaped better.Hurriedly she shrugged back into her blouse and tied the tails together in front. It took a few tries to get it just right, but in the end it gapped open at the top. From the front it looked like an ordinary shirt. But if you were standing close to her and to the side you could see right down her top to her nipples. She smiled at the work and left the bathroom."Okay, I'm ready" Ginger said. She turned to the side, first one way, and then the other for Kathy to see."You sure are," she said. "And just in time."Right then a young Hispanic man about 22 came up to take their bags. He was about 10 years younger than the girls, but it didn't matter. They were smoking hot and they knew it. Ginger entered the elevator first so she was standing at the back. The porter followed her in and stood facing the doors. Kathy came in last and stood in the front.When the doors closed Ginger asked "Excuse me, is the pool opened?" She said lamely.The young man turned to look at her, but never got the reply out. As soon as he looked over he was greeted by a front row view of the pretty blonde's breasts, completely exposed from his angle. His mouth hung open dumbly."Excuse me, I asked if the pool is open?" She repeated kindly in a motherly tone."Uhhh, yes ma'am. The pool is definitely open." He still had not broken his stare.Just at that time Kathy turned around and said "Do you see something there that you like?"That snapped him out of his stupor and he looked back at the front of the car. "Oh, yes ma'am. I mean no ma'am. I mean I wasn't looking at anything."Kathy turned back to the front and tried to hold back her giggles. The young porter's face could not have been any redder. Ginger closed her shirt a little, but mainly she just felt alive; alive for the first time in a long time.Their room was a suite. It was two master bedrooms, with their own bathrooms, and connected by a living room and a small kitchenette. It was done in traditional pinks and tans of a nice hotel in Florida. A little garish, but it was fine for short term. The porter was tipped (again) and the girls had the room to themselves."That was wild!' Ginger said."I know, that guy couldn't keep his eyes off of you. And why should he?" With that she walked up to her friend and arranged her blouse so that it gapped open again. "Damn, hot! So, how about a drink?""Sure, but here in the room or down at the bar.""Both, but here in the room first. Then we can take a little nap. Bar later. How does that sound?""Okay," Ginger said. She went over to the phone and called for room service. "Can you bring up two frozen margaritas?" she asked politely."With tequila shots on the side," Kathy suggested to her."And can you bring 4 tequila shots also? Great, thanks." Ginger hung up the phone and turned to Kathy. "Hey, guess what," she said."What?""It's your turn!""Oh, okay. Now that's it's my turn you are eager to continue the game. Just remember that if I take another turn you have to too.""That's okay; I have something really good for you.""Oh do tell..." Kathy said."Well, you know how you're always telling me that you completely shave your... well down there?""Yes..." Kathy said hesitantly."Well, I dare you to go put on a long shirt and nothing else. When the waiter comes with the drinks you have to find a way to let him see. Either raise your arms up, or turn around and bend over to pick something up. But you have to let him see your shave job. Unless of course... you're chicken.""Oh, bitch don't even start with me. I'll take this much further than you will and you know it. If you really want me to do this, you better prepare for the worst.""I dare you," Ginger said."Okay, I'm going to go change now."They both went to their separate rooms. Ginger was really worried about what Kathy would ask her to do next. She could feel her anxiety, but more than that she felt excited. When she was on the elevator something had snapped in her. It wasn't Kathy pushing her into the game anymore; she wanted to be in the game. Not only was she turned on by it all, but she felt younger and alive and wasn't feeling burdened by a house note or a job... or even a husband. That thought was scary. But it was also exciting.She decided that she wanted to be comfortable but sexy also. She fished in her bag for her little black bikini. She had ordered it online and it was small. There wasn't enough fabric on the whole thing to make a decent lamp shade. She wanted it to turn john on, but maybe she could use it to turn on someone else. Maybe that would be more fun.She started by taking all of her clothes off in the bathroom. Predictably her panties were soaked. She briefly considered masturbating, but she wanted to let her desire build. Who knew what was coming later in the day.The little black bikini had spaghetti straps. A small, narrow strip of material ran between her legs and it tied on both hips. Only a slender string ran between the cheeks of her ass. The top was another adventure. The shapes of the cups were nice, and accented her curves, but there was not a lot of material there. The real change for her is that the bikini was unlined. There was no protective layer of padding under the cloth to hide the shape of her nipples, especially when it was wet. Even in the dry bathroom the shape of her nipples were clearly visible through the material. She tied it low to make more of her cleavage visible. She realized quickly that she would have to constantly monitor the small top or else her nipples would be showing.Looking at the effect in the mirror it was truly a scandalously small bikini. She loved it!When she came out of her large room and into the sitting room Kathy was already there. Of course she was, she had a lot less to put on. She was standing in front of the picture window, staring at the beach down below.All she was wearing was a white tee that stopped just below her ample ass. It looked like an older shirt, large and comfortable but also a little thread bare in places. Her bare legs were nothing short of gorgeous, all the way from the floor to where they disappeared under the shirt. Both girls worked out a lot, but one of Kathy's best features was her thighs, hard and lean.When she heard Ginger enter the room she turned around, looking a little embarrassed. She pulled at the bottoms of the loose shirt, but even then it only reached an inch or two below her crotch. It was obvious from all the way across the room that she was not wearing any panties. Nothing would be small enough to fit under there and not be seen."Are you sure you want me to do this? You know what this means for you?" Kathy asked."Yes, I'm sure. He should be here in about five minutes. How are you going to do it?""Well, I thought I would drop his tip on the ground right in front of me. When he bent over to get it, he would be able to see right up the bottom of the shirt. He would only be inches away.""Wow, that's really hot. A perfect stranger's face only inches away from your bare vag. Are you sure you are up for it?""Yeah, but you better not flake out on me when it's your turn.""I'm done flaking out," Ginger said. "Now let me see.""Let you see what?""Let me see it! You are always telling me how shaved it is, I want to see. Come here". Ginger sat down cross legged on the sofa. It was low to the ground. When Kathy crossed the room to stand in front of her it gave her an eye level view of her puss.Without waiting to be asked Ginger reached up and pulled her friend's shirt up a few inches. All she could do was stare. It was GORGEOUS! She had never seen another woman's pussy like this before.It was shaved as bare as any baby's butt. Kathy was obviously very turned on. Her scent was almost overpowering. Ginger felt her mouth water at the possibilities. Kathy's lips were full and she just knew that if she touched her, her fingers would slip right into to her moist pussy. Her heart was racing. Her blood was boiling."Look," Kathy said. "Completely shaved." With that she reached a hand down and pulled her lips up and open with two fingers. There was not a trace of a hair or stubble anywhere.Just then there was a knock at the door. It startled both girls out of their trance. Ginger dropped the shirt and leaned back in the couch and looked away from her friend. Kathy smoothed the front of her shirt and took several deep breaths. She crossed the room to answer the door.As soon as Kathy had turned her back, Ginger's hand darted between her legs. The fingers of her right hand deftly found the tiny top of her bikini bottoms and slipped into them. She was beyond wet. She was soaking through the fabric of her tiny bottoms. Her breath caught when her index finger touched her clit. It was hard and swollen and nothing had ever felt so good in her life. She ventured lower and slipped a finger inside of herself, as deep as she could go. But just as fast as it had started, Kathy had made it all the way to the door. She quickly pulled her hand out from between her legs and tried to look casual. She wanted to see the show. Her index finger left a sticky trail up her stomach.At the door there was a second knock and Kathy answered it. The waiter was standing behind a silver cart that contained the drinks they had ordered. Two frozen margaritas and four generous shot glasses of tequila. He was an older man, maybe around 60 and his name tag said "Nick".To his credit he had a lot more composure than the young man in the elevator had. He looked at the beautiful blond woman at the door and never broke his smile, even though his eyes did course up and down her lithe body, drinking every bit of her in.After making the appropriate greetings he pushed the cart into the room and fumbled a bit waiting for a tip. Kathy went to hand it to him, and just before it touched his hand she dropped it."Oopsie," she singsonged."No problem, ma'am. I'll get it." He said. He was a man used to hard work all his life and instead of bending at the waist he squatted down on his haunches. He picked up the dropped bill and started back up, when he froze. He had a perfectly clear view up her shirt at her perfectly shaved and wet pussy. Her smell must have been intoxicating at that distance.As casually as she possibly could she took half a step to the side, but only with her right foot making her legs spread."Did you get it?" She asked."Yes ma'am," He said but it was another long moment before he stood up. He was a smart guy. He knew that no woman does something like this by accident. If he was seeing this, she wanted him to see it. And he was not going to pass up the opportunity. Slowly he rose and he looked her right in the eyes before he said "Thank you, it's been a long day.""Well, it's my pleasure, Nick" Kathy said.When he turned to go, he was sporting a giant erection in his maroon waiter's pants. The pants were fairly loose, like he had purchased them a size too large on purpose. Still his cock was straining against the material to be free. He was huge.Reluctantly he left the room, closing the door behind him."I wonder where he is going" Ginger asked."He's either going to beat off in the bathroom or fuck one of the maids in the storage closet," Kathy replied. They both laughed at that, and that helped to break some of the sexual tension in both of them. After all this was supposed to be fun, and honestly Ginger didn't want this to go too far. At least not yet."Shots!" Ginger exclaimed."Shots," Kathy agreed. She handed one to Ginger and took one for herself. She held her glass up and said, "To The Game!""To The Game!" Ginger agreed.They did the first one, and then the second. Then each took their margaritas to go sit next to each other on the couch. Kathy had not bothered to change after their run in with Waiter Nick. When she sat the shirt pulled up to her navel."Hey Ginger, guess what?""What?""It's your turn," she said with evil in her smile.To be continued?***Author Note: As always I love hearing what you have to say about my stories. I always do my best to answer every email sent to me. Since this was a request story, and not my idea, I will forward anything for Ginger to her. She can decide if she wants to respond or not. Thanks |
append.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/append.txt | I'm always amused when I read stories that involve black men, and how all of them are so well endowed. I think that the writers of these stories have not seen very many black men naked, or they have a very vivid imagination.Having been in college athletics for four years, I have seen a large number of both white and black men naked, and in my opinion there is essentially no difference in penis size between white and black men.However, there are some rare notable exceptions in both white and black men. Over these years I have seen three white men and two black men who, in there softened state, had penises that were very impressive, both long and very thick. But this was certainly not the norm in the many people I had seen in the showers. Needless to say, these men came in for quite a bit of ribbing.One of these people was Greg, a black man that I played football with, both in high school and our college careers. We were both from the same city, and we became good friends, our friendship continuing into our professional life.Greg always got a lot of teasing about the size of his cock, but he took it good naturedly, and would usually respond by telling them that they were envious. In addition he was quite good looking, and had no trouble dating women in college, and mostly he dated white women. Word got around about the size of his penis, and the combination of being a football star, good looking, and also with a large penis, almost had women lining up for a date. I think being black also helped, as quite a few white women were very interested, perhaps something about the forbidden nature of dating across racial lines, and the size of his appendage was certainly a plus.I asked him once if the women he dated had any trouble taking a cock that size. He laughed and said that quite often that was the case. He said some complained that they couldn't take it, and yelled a lot, but he always got it into them. It just took a little longer to stretch them out. Occasionally one of the women would start struggling and sobbing, but they were wet by that time, and he just held them firmly by their hips and kept pushing till their muscles gave way and they were penetrated. I was jealous of the ease he had of getting dates, and certainly jealous of the amount of sex that he got with very little effort. However, some women that had trouble with his size did not come back for seconds.After college we both found jobs in the same city, and we continued our friendship. It wasn't long after we got jobs that we were married, and we went to each other's wedding. Greg married Sandy, a very beautiful black women, a standout beauty, lighter in color than Greg. I was also fortunate in marrying lovely women whom I met in collage. Gail was a tall dark-haired woman, with medium sized firm lovely breasts below wide shoulders, and with a tapered waist swelling to lovely rounded hips and ass. All of this above a set of beautiful long legs; a classic beauty. She had several modeling jobs, but this was a sideline, as she worked as a lawyer in a local law firm. Several men had tried to hit on her at different times, but even though she was flattered she always resisted their advances.*We socialized some with Greg and Sandy, frequently going to events together, or just having dinner, either at one of our places, or at a restaurant. Also Greg and I played a lot of tennis. I had played for years and was a very competent player, whereas Greg was just a beginner, but he brought a lot of enthusiasm to the game, and was anxious to learn. Being a natural athlete, and taking tennis lessons he progressed rapidly, so I didn't mind playing with him, and it wasn't long before I had to expend some effort to win our games.I noticed that at times my wife was flustered when Greg was around, and sometimes she blushed when she found Greg looking at her. A couple of times I mentioned to her that Greg had a very large cock, and I said that I didn't know how his wife is able to take him on a regular basis. However we knew that he played around. I said, "I can understand why he is able to seduce other women as he is very good looking." Then I asked her if she had any fantasies about Greg. She denied it but she blushed, and I suspected that she did think about him in a sexual way. She said "Yu know, I have always been faithful to you." And then candidly, "I do find him attractive, but he and his wife are good friends, so that's the way it will stay and I don't want to change that."A couple of weeks later my wife and Sandy had lunch together. Gail said that they began talking about their spouses, and Sandy stated that she knew her husband played around with other women, but she didn't appear concerned about it, and I asked her why she tolerated it. She said, "You know, Greg has a very large cock, and when he's doing it to me all the time I get very sore, so I'm glad to get a rest now and then, but I also love the guy, and he is a good provider, so I overlook his philandering. You know he only seduces white women, mostly married white women. I think he likes to get back at whites for the way they treated blacks in the past. I'm sure when he gets that cock into them, they are stretched out pretty good, and their husbands suffer in comparison."That night Gail related their conversation to me. I was surprised that she tolerated his infidelities, but it was none of my business, and I said this to my wife."I know you have fantasies, but I don't want you acting on them. I know he is good-looking, black and with a large prick, but don't get any ideas. He must bring out something primitive in white women, maybe to sample the forbidden, or the sheer naughtiness of being taken by a black man, perhaps fantasies of being taken forcefully, and made to submit to one." Greg did have an overwhelming aura about him, a sexuality that was apparent to women, and appealing.With all this talk about Greg and sexuality, I found myself inexplicably aroused. I never told my wife that I had sexual fantasies about her having sex with another man, but there were times in the past when I had thought about it, and now I thought about it even more, thinking about Greg getting it on with my wife, thinking about Greg seducing her. Even though I knew that this should not happen, the image of them together would intrude into my mind at times. But it would hurt our long relationship, our friendship. But this did not stop the thoughts of Greg fucking my wife. Sometimes, when my wife and I were making love, I would fantasize that Greg was doing it to her, and I would get very hard and soon would come in her.Frequently after playing tennis we would stop either at my place or Greg's for a few drinks. At one of these times I mentioned that women just seemed drawn to him, and I said that even my wife was attracted to him, and got kind of fluttery when he was around."I know that you haven't tried to seduce her, but if you did I know she would not succumb to you. She has always been faithful to me." Then Greg was smiling at me and said, "How do you know she would be faithful to you? Would you like me to give her a try, just to be sure she would remain virtuous?"I said, "No, I don't want you to come onto her." But he had planted a seed in my mind, and I found it hard to shake the thought of them making love, the thought of his cock inside her. Much as I wanted to, I could not prevent the image of her being penetrated by his huge cock.I have noticed that women who have very good legs tend to show them off by wearing short skirts, and my wife did just that. Her skirts were usually above the knee, revealing her very attractive legs. She got lots of looks from men and I did not mind this, as I was proud to be the husband of such an attractive women, and she invariably wore skirts rather that slacks.But there was a down side to this, for sometimes when Greg was over, and she was sitting opposite him, occasionally her thighs would separate as she leaned to get something, or as she was getting up or sitting down. I knew at these times that Greg had a good view of her stocking-clad thighs, and her naked thighs above her stocking tops, and I suspected that he had an occasional view of her nylon panties. A couple of times I saw Greg catching a quick view up her skirts He did not seem to mind that I had caught him, and just smiled. I warned my wife about this and asked her to be more careful, especially with Greg. However, she liked the attention she received, even though I was sure that she never would allow him to make love to her, or any other man who admired her.We played tennis quite often, and after our games we would stop at his place or mine for a couple of drinks Usually by the time my wife got home from work we would say good-bye. But occasionally, my wife would be gone and we would eat at his place, and if his wife was gone on our tennis day, Greg would eat at our place. Other times we would do things as couples. On one of these days when Sandy was out of town on business, and we had played tennis, I invited him to dinner, and he accepted. This day we had a good match, and this time he finally won, and he was quite pleased. He said as a reward I should let him service my wife."Sure, and then when you lose, I should service your wife. Just forget it."I had called my wife and told her that Greg would have dinner with us, so we showered at my place and got into some slacks, and then opened a beer. By the time she arrived home from work we had polished off about three beers, and I fixed a couple of drinks for my wife. She was still in her business clothes, a jacket, blouse and skirt. Soon we were all feeling relaxed so we fixed dinner, and we had our dinner with a couple of bottles of wine which Greg supplied. My wife did not bother to change, just taking off her jacket. She looked very attractive in her sheer white nylon blouse and her tailored gray skirt, and showing the usual amount of nylon clad legs. By the time dinner was over and we had a liquor, we were feeling no pain.While my wife was doing dishes, Greg and I were in the large family room finishing our after dinner drinks. Then he said, "Why don't you arrange for Gail to be alone with me?"I said, "Even if I wanted to, which I don't, how would we do that?" He replied, "You could go up to bed and kind of fall asleep. I know she finds you attractive, and even though she had a few drinks you would not get anywhere, even if I arranged for you to be alone with her." Then he challenged me; "If you have the courage of your convictions you won't worry about your wife being seduced by me."Well that got me thinking. If Gail was alone with him would she be able to resist his advances?Should I even give him an opportunity? I thought if she was not resisting his advances I could intervene at any point. I had mixed emotions; could I deal with it if my wife was succumbing to him? Greg, looking at me smugly, "Maybe you don't want to know, maybe you don't trust her. Maybe you're afraid that I might be successful."Finally I said, "Alright, I know my wife, even if she is aroused she won't let you seduce her, and remember you are not to force her, or I will intervene."Greg said he had never forced a women to have sex with him.My wife joined us for a drink when the dishes were done, and without saying anything, I slipped up to our bedroom and quickly undressed and got into bed. It wasn't long before she came up to check on me, and I pretended to be asleep. She pulled at my shoulder, but I did not respond, so she went back downstairs to join Greg. I moved to the stairway and heard her say to him "He's asleep - I couldn't wake him; I think he's out for the night." Then it was quiet for a while so I moved downstairs to the darkened hallway and positioned myself so I could see them in our large family room. If I hadn't had several drinks, I would not take this chance, letting them be alone together. I'm sure Greg knew that I was near. Finally he made his move while he was standing, supposedly getting ready to leave. He pulled my wife into his arms, and kissed her. Her eyes opened wide in shock, and she said, "Don't, don't do this!" But he ignored her protests and held her in another kiss, holding her longer. Breaking the kiss she said, "Stop this! I can't do this with you." He said, "I know you like me, and you like the attention; you get blush when I look at you." My wife said, "Yes, I am attracted to you, but I can't let you make love to me." Even now my wife was flushed, but I thought his attempt on her was over.I was wrong! Greg pulled her into his arms, kissing her again, holding her longer, and now he unbuttoned her skirt and pulled the zipper down, pushing on her skirt until it fell to her ankles. She protested again, but her protests fell on deaf ears as he now undid her blouse and pulled it free. She said, "Please Greg, don't do any more; I can't give myself to you." She was standing in her peach colored bra, and matching sheer lacy slip, as he was holding and caressing her. In spite of her protests she was responding to him, her eyes wide, her face flushed, trembling in his arms.She stood, almost as if paralyzed, as he unsnapped her bra, pulling it off her shoulders, her beautiful firm breasts exposed, my wife gasping as he continued working on her, kissing and caressing her, now stroking her breasts, the nipples hardening to his touch. She pleaded with him, but she appeared helpless, and he was relentless, pushing her slip down until it joined her skirt at her ankles. She was trembling, and she was clearly very aroused, responding to him, as step by step he was expertly seducing her. I still believed that she wouldn't let him go all the way, but I was beginning to worry. She was resisting, but it appeared to be a token resistance, which he was steadily and relentlessly overcoming. I found myself aroused by this erotic scene, and I did not know what to do-to intervene now, or see if this was going further.Then Greg lifted her free of her skirt and slip and laid her down on the huge sofa, pulling off her shoes. She was feebly attempting to prevent him from going further, saying, "You have to stop, I can't do this to my husband. I've always been faithful to him." She was flushed, trembling, and breathing rapidly He gripped the legs of her panties and started pulling them down, but my wife was holding the waistband and saying, "Please don't take my panties down! Please don't!"But he continued pulling on them until she lost her grip, and he pulled them from under her hips and ass, down her stocking clad thighs to her ankles and then off, my wife gasping as he relieved her of her panties.She lay there wide-eyed, naked except for her garter belt and sheer stockings, looking incredibly erotic. She feebly attempted to raise up, but he held her and continued his caresses. She couldn't help herself, couldn't prevent her arousal, and pleading with him did not stop him from relentlessly seducing her. I could see her losing control as he stroked her, my wife gasping when he pushed her thighs open, gasping again when his fingers found her cunt, stroking her there. When he spread her thighs even more, I realized that she was surrendering to him, that she lost any will to resist. She began whimpering and moaning as he moved his tongue on her nipples, and stroked into her red and moistening cunt, the lips gaping slightly. There were tears on her face as she realized that she was helpless, and that she was going to submit to him.He continued his stroking and caresses till she was moaning with her arousal, and I realized that she was going to be fucked, that she had no will to resist, that she was surrendering to him. He realized this also, and at that moment he quickly stripped. When his shorts came down we were looking at a very large and very hard cock. When she saw his cock she gasped, and said " oh no, oh my God, I can't take that!" But I knew she was going to, and Greg knew it also. She had closed her thighs, but she was helpless and he easily spread them again, and then mounted her, covering her, directing his extremely hard cock against the moist open lips of her cunt, moving his cock against her cunt, wetting the large purple head.He started slowly pushing into her, the lips of her cunt beginning to stretch as he began his entry, my wife groaning at the insistent pressure, spreading her legs more and raising her knees to ease this pressure, making his entry easier. He began to push more strongly, and my wife cried out as he entered her, her cunt tightly stretched around his thick cock.Now his cock began invading her as he slowly pushed deeper into her, my wife groaning continuously, her thighs fully open. Moving back and forth, wetting his cock, he finally pushed fully into her, my wife giving a hoarse cry as he impaled her on his cock. It was far too late to stop this now, since I was incredibly aroused, and was also helpless.Even though I thought she wouldn't be seduced by this stud, somewhere in my mind, I knew that I was going to see this stud service her, and watch her being thoroughly fucked.He held his cock fully into her until she got until she got used to his size, and he began to fuck her with slow deep strokes, gradually increasing his thrusting till my wife was moaning, her legs lifting up, her body jerking with each thrust. I was watching that thick cock moving in and out of her cunt, and then she folded her stocking clad legs over his, suddenly crying out and clutching him, her body shaking as she came. He held her till her spasms subsided, and then began moving in her again, taking a long time with her, enjoying his conquest, and her submission, and he enjoyed making her comeHe began thrusting into her more powerfully, punishing her with his cock, and soon she was responding again, and then her body stiffened as another orgasm was full upon her, and she cried out, her body in spasm. At this moment Greg groaned and thrust fully into her, pulling her hips and ass tightly against him as he came in her, holding her until he emptied his cock, draining his cock in her. Suddenly I thought about a condom, but it was too late now, her cunt full of his semen, her legs around his thighs.Finally he moved off and she lay there, her legs spread, her cunt gaping widely, Watching this stud servicing my wife I almost came myself, incredibly aroused by this erotic scene, almost forgetting that it was my wife that got so thoroughly fucked. I know I would have come if I touched myself. Now my wife was crying softly, tears running down her cheeks, tears of regret that she had surrendered her body to this stud, that she had lost control and was helpless to prevent his invasion. She had never been fucked so deeply, or responded with total lack of control, and I knew that she never came like the did with him. He was smiling now after his conquest, and knowing that I had witnessed her seduction, and seen how she responded. She was still sobbing softly as she closed her legs, and then slowly began dressing. Then she said, "This isn't going to happen again; and it would not have happened if I hadn't had those drinks!"I hurried upstairs and got into bed. I heard Greg leaving, and she did not come to bed immediately; so I assumed that she was cleaning up, but when she did come up and begin to undress, I pretended to wake up and said, "It's late - did Greg just go?" And she nodded yes."He stayed very late, did he try anything with you?"She said, "No, we just talked."I told her, "I woke up when I heard a noise downstairs, so I got up and came down to check, and the noise I heard was Greg seducing you. I saw what happened!"She started to cry and said, "I'm so sorry, I thought I could stop him, but I got carried away, and I couldn't help myself. Looking at me she continued, "How much did you see?""Everything.""Then why didn't you stop him?"" I wanted to see what would happen, if he would try to seduce you, and if so, how far would you let him go.""When you saw he was going to fuck me, why didn't you stop him then?""I got excited; I got carried away also when I saw what was happening, and I thought I would stop him before he put his cock into you. But it was so erotic, and I did not think he could get that huge cock into you. But he did, and then it was too late, and I had to watch till it was over."Then she got angry and said, "You set me up, and then you watched your own wife getting seduced by him, and you got a thrill out of watching him strip off my clothes and then fuck me. Your own wife. I don't believe this!"I told her I was sorry, that I didn't think it would go that far.She was still angry and said, "You enjoyed watching your own wife get fucked-you stood there and watched and you didn't do anything. If you enjoyed it so much, maybe I should do it again."I told her that she had very much enjoyed getting serviced by that stud, enjoyed getting thoroughly fucked. She said she couldn't help herself, but we were not going to drink and do this scene again.I was still thinking about what happened, and I was getting hard again, and she reached over and felt me, felt my arousal. She said " come on, you might as well be second." Then I mounted her. She was very loose but still I came quickly."He stretched me out pretty good, didn't he? I never thought I would stretch that much. Maybe we both realized our fantasy. You know I found him exciting --what women wouldn't, but I did not know that you would get aroused watching Greg fucking me. God! I wonder if Sandy will know what happened?"I thought that would be the end of it, but a few days later when I got home Gail was tearful. I sensed what happened, and then the story unfolded. Greg had come over in the afternoon, and when my wife let him in, he just picked her up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom.She protested, but he ignored her protests, and when she tried to fend him off he would push her arms to her sides. Finally she just stood there, wide-eyed, as he began undressing her. He methodically removed her dress, her bra, her slip and panties till she stood naked and helpless before him. He stood there smiling at her, then stripped till he was also naked, his cock standing straight out.Then he pushed her down on the bed and easily spread her legs, and knelt between her thighs. She was so aroused and wet, being taken this way, taken like a whore. Again he began stretching her as he pushed into her cunt, stretching her till his entry was painful, and she was crying out as she was penetrated deeply. Once more he fucked her powerfully and thoroughly till she was crying out as she came, coming even more strongly as she felt the head of his cock begin to swell, and to pulsate deeply into her body as she was fully impaled. He held her firmly till he had emptied himself into her, his semen flooding her. She lay there conquered, naked and spread-eagled on our bed, their moistures seeping from her. Smiling at her, he dressed and left.I was both aroused and angry at what had transpired. I didn't know what to do. Should I tell his wife? We talked about what to do. She said she was powerless, incapable of stopping him. I wondered if he would take her again.I got the answer to that one-week later. He had come over in the morning and the same thing happened. She had been unable to stop him from taking her again, and he had taken her roughly. She had been humiliated by him--he made her raise her dress and slip till her panties were exposed, and then turn slowly around, treating her like a common whore. He had fucked her on her back, and when he recovered he put her on her hands and knees, her face pressed to the bed, and taken her again. He said this is how white men treated their black slaves-treating them like animals, and making them pregnant.I told her if this happens again we are going to talk to his wife. She can stop him. My wife said we have to do something. She said she had never been so helpless. "This is the end; I am not going to give into him again."Five days later, she was going downtown to a luncheon with three women friends. A short time before they arrived, and my wife had just finished dressing, Greg arrived, walked in and came upstairs to our bedroom. She was angry and told him to leave as her friends were coming soon to pick her up. He told her that they better hurry as he was going to fuck her before she left. She said absolutely not! Just then the women drove up and she said she was going. Greg told her if she didn't fuck him he was going to walk out with her to the car, and what would her friends think then? Her pleading fell on deaf ears. He said open the window and tell them that she had an important telephone call and would be a few minutes. She realized she had no choice; she couldn't let them see this black man; so she did she was told.He took her to the bed and put her on her hands and knees, pushing her head to the bed. He pulled up her dress and slip till they were hanging from her waist, and pulled her lacy sheer panties to her knees, then spread her thighs apart. She was whimpering, knowing resisting was futile, tearful as he dropped his trousers and underwear, approaching her with his rigid cock. To her distress she was becoming wet, but did as he said, keeping her thighs apart so it would be over soon. He wasn't gentle, wetting his cock against the wet lips of her cunt and pressing strongly into her. She muffled her cries in the bedspread as he ravaged her cunt, stretching her again as he stroked powerfully into her. Her body betrayed her again, and she climaxed as he held her hips, pushing fully into her.She felt him swell, his semen spurting and pulsing against her cervix. Her humiliation was complete! He soon withdrew from her, pulling up her panties to trap the fluids. He wouldn't let her clean up, pushing her to the door, sending her out to her waiting friends, who had impatiently honked their horn.Her friends noted her flushed appearance, but she told them she was racing around getting ready. Even though she kept her thighs pressed firmly together she felt the juices soaking into her panties and slip. She hoped it wouldn't stain her skirt. But by holding her thighs together she still held a large amount of semen in her cunt, and surely some had entered her uterus.When we were home I heard the story. She was worried that she might become pregnant, since no protection was used during these couplings, and she thought Greg was trying to make her pregnant. We called Sandy and said we had to get together to talk, and she said to come over this evening. I asked her if we could see her alone, without Greg being there.When we arrived and sat down we told Sandy the whole story, and we asked that she stop him. Sandy laughed and said, "I know all about it; Greg told me everything; about how he seduced you, and each time he fucked you, and with my encouragement. How did you feel with that huge cock inside you? He said that once he stretched you out, and started fucking you -- you really got into it. I just wish I had been there, watching you underneath him, watching him fill you with his semen.""How could you do this? I thought we were friends.""We did this with our other friends also, so you aren't special. We planned your seduction together, we really liked the challenge, and I get a thrill each time he fucks a white women, especially a married one. It's black peoples time now, and I hope he made you pregnant; it won't be the first time that he fertilized a white women."We left angry, and she was sobbing. I said, "We're never going to see them again! I just hope that you are not pregnant." We soon found out that she was, and over the next few weeks, watching her abdomen swelling, I was remembering the erotic scenes of this stud servicing my wife with his huge cock, fucking her in a way that I never could.END |
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oops.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/oops.txt | Hi all you sexy story readers, my name's Nicole. I'm white and 32 years old, married to Tim who is also 32. I'm a secretary for a large insurance company. Lets see, a little about me. I'm 5'3", 103 pounds with the measurements of 34B-22-33. I have short blonde hair and firm natural breasts with small pointy nipples. Tim and I have been married for just under 12 years. We have two children, a boy and a girl, ages 9 and 10.After giving birth to the kids I went to work on getting my High School cheerleader shape back. My breasts went from 32 to 34, this Tim liked, so I didn't do too much to work them off. I had a lot of belly and leg fat that I worked my ass off to get rid of. Once I managed to get myself back into my old clothes, I make sure to work out all the time to keep my shape. Tim loves my figure, as do all the guys, that work in my office. They are always hitting on me. If I wasn't married I could easily be the office slut.I've never screwed around on Tim. He took my virginity in High School and we got married soon after graduation. So he's the only man that I went all the way with. I played around with this one guy named Paul before I met Tim when I was 17. After drinking one night with Paul at a drive-in movie, I gave my first blow job. I was so surprised at how much sperm came out and how fast it happened. I just about puked on Paul when it happened. I don't think he even cared that I spit his come on the floor of his Dads car. After being married to Tim for a few years, he taught me that a man loves for his woman to swallow is sperm when he cum's in her mouth. And I have learned to like the taste of Tim's sperm. For that matter Tim loves the way I'll suck hard on his cock, as he's cumming. A few times as he was cumming he would moan, "Oh God your going to suck my balls right through my cock." I just keep sucking on him as I jack him off in my mouth.Tim has been into X-rated movies for some time now. He brings home new ones all the time. After the kids are asleep we slip into bed together and watch the movies. It always ends up the same way. We both get horny as hell and fuck like High School kids. We even started some roll playing as we acted out what happened in the movies. I was on the pill at this time. Two kids were all we needed. Then just a few years ago Tim had a vasectomy. I could now go off the pill and our sex lives turn into a wild ride. It was great knowing that we could have sex and I wasn't going to get pregnant. Okay, now that you know a little about Tim and I, on with the story...Things started one night when Tim was on the Internet searching for hotel rooms for an up coming trip we had planned. Our computer is set up in one of our extra bedrooms. I walked into the room to check on his progress. I got the shock of my life. Tim was sitting there masturbating looking at the screen. He jumped and tried to hide his hard cock and close the screen at the same time. I didn't see any pictures on the screen so I wasn't sure what he was doing. The first thing that came to mind was that he was having cyber sex with some woman.Tim yelled, "Don't you fucking knock!?"In shock, I just said "Sorry and stepped back out the door. Then I stuck my head back in and said, no I don't fucking knock in my own house and slammed the door shut.I was in bed crying when Tim came to bed. He asked me, "What's the matter?" Sobbing I said, "What's going on? Do you have an on-line girl friend?"Tim replied, "No that he doesn't have a girl friend."I looked at him and asked, "So what were you doing in there? Who were you chatting with?"Tim then laughed, and said that he wasn't chatting with anybody. The fact is that he had gone to some sex story web site and was reading this story. It made him so hot that he had to take his cock out and play with it.I looked at him and said, "You're kidding?"Tim said yep, "That's the truth, the story got to me.""What was this story about?" I asked."Well, it was about this guy that liked his wife to go out and fuck other guys and come home to him full of their cum."I laughed. "That's sick, and that's what turned you on?""Oh God yes, the way that they said it felt to fuck his wife after another man had just had her was wild."I looked down to see that his cock was again hard and sticking out of his boxers. I rapped my fingers around it and asked him if he would like me to take care of this for him"He laid back closing his eyes and moaned, "Oh yes."I laughed and said, "Are you sure you wouldn't like to take care of this yourself" It looked like you were doing a good job in the other room."He smiled and moaned, "No baby you take care of it for me. Mmmm suck my cock baby."I took his hard cock in my hand and licked it from top to bottom. Running my tongue all around the head until Tim moaned out loud, "Oh yes baby suck it!" I then sucked the head into my mouth as I stroked it up and down with my fingers. It didn't take much of this at all until Tim took a hold of my head and pushed me down on his hard cock. He moaned out, "Mmmmm, yes!" as his hot sperm hit the back of my mouth and went right down my throat to my stomach. I sucked every last drop out of it before I came up for air.As they say, this was the first day of the rest of our lives. From that day forward Tim was obsessed with wives having sex with other men. He would bring home porno tapes with this theme. Men's magazine with wives screwing around stories. And even printed out stories from the sexy story web sites on the Internet. He said that he loved cuckold stories. I had to look up cuckold in the dictionary. I never heard this word before; this is what it states. "'A man whose wife has committed adultery. "Is it adultery if your husband ask you to do it?"We started acting out some of these stories in the bedroom. Tim would act like he was someone other than himself screwing me. I had to act the same way. He loved for me to really get into and moaning out things like, "Oh God, I wish my husband would fuck me like you are. Or fuck me fast, my husband will be home soon." This sexy talk on my part would always get Tim all wired up.Then one night Tim came home from work and said that he had a surprise for me in the bedroom tonight. I didn't know what it could be and couldn't wait to find out. After I got the kids in bed and fast asleep Tim asked me to slip on my sexy little black lace see-through baby-doll pajamas. I knew this was the outfit for sex, so I did as he asked and put on my baby-doll. I got into bed and waited for him to join me.After a few minutes, Tim came in the room with a brown paper bag in his hand. He stopped looked at me and said, "Shit, your one hot little number, you know that don't you?" I just smiled pushed my breasts out and said, "You like?"Tim smiled back and said, "I like a lot."I then asked, "Is that my surprise in your hand?""Oh yes it is, and your going to love this," he said as he got in bed with me.He then pulled out two short pieces of rope, followed by this black satin like bag thing. I looked at him and asked, "What is your plan for that stuff mister"" He just smiled and said play along with me, and again said, "You're going to love this." Tim then tied both my hands with the ropes a proceeded to tie the other ends of the ropes to each headboard post. This left me flat on my back with both arms tied above my head. Tim smiled and said now I have you right were I want you to be, as he reached down and squeezed both my breasts. I moaned out my joy, "Mmmmmmm!" this is new.Tim then got up next to my upper body with this little black bag in hand. I still wasn't sure what this was or what he planed to do with it. But I soon found out! He then said that he was going to slip this bag over my head. It will be more or less like a blindfold. I was both surprised and turned on by this. "Will I be able to breathe with that over my head?" Tim kissed me on the lips and said, "Oh yes, you'll be able to breathe just fine. You'll just not be able to see a thing that I'm doing to you. All you'll be able to do is enjoy what I'm going to do to you."This was something totally new and I could feel myself getting wetter as Tim slipped that silk or satin bag over my head. The room went totally black and I was happy to find that I could breathe just fine through the bag. Tim kissed me through the bag and asked, "Are you Okay?"I replied, "I don't know what you're doing but I like it. Yes I'm fine."Tim then got off the bed and I could hear him digging in the paper bag again.I asked, "What are you doing?""You'll see," was the only reply I got.I could hear him fidgeting around with something but had no idea what. Soon Tim got back in bed and started kissing and sucking on my hard nipples right through my lace baby-doll top. His fingers slipped down between my legs to the wet sheer crotch of my baby-doll panties. My hips rocked up to his fingers as he ever so softly out lined my pussy lips with his fingertips. Next I felt Tim push my sexy little PJ's up over my breasts. He then began taking turns sucking on one nipple then the other, as his fingers kept working on my pussy lips. I was getting hotter by the second and things were about to get hotter yet.Now softly rubbing my swollen clit through my wet panties Tim spoke. He said, "Now Nicole I would like you to play this out in your head. Your home alone in bed and I'm at work. You wake up to find yourself tied to the bed and someone is taking advantage of you against your will. It's late at night and you can't see a thing. You can't see who it is and the only thing you know for sure is that it's not your Husband. But it feels so good, you just let yourself go and let him have his way with you."Just then Tim gave my hard little clit a gentle squeeze through my sexy little panties that sent bolts of lighting through my body.I moaned, "Mmmmm, YES!" as I pushed my crotch up to his hand. My hips had a mind of their own as they started rocking up and down. I then moaned out, "Oh God please stop, my husband will be home soon."God the mind is a great thing. In my mind right then and there I was in bed with a stranger. He was playing with my pussy. The kissing and sucking on my nipples were driving me out of my mind. The bag over the head thing was great. I could open my eyes and still see nothing. That made it seem even more real and I knew I was going to have an orgasm very soon.Next I felt Tim pull the crotch of my little black sheer panties to the side. Then one or two fingertips started sliding up and down my hot wet pussy slit. Each time rolling my clit around before sliding back down again. Oh God if felt so good. Like a strange man was about to make me cum.Pumping and humping my hips up off the bed I screamed lustily, "OH GOD PLEASE STOP! PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME CUM! OH GOD ONLY MY HUSBAND IS ALLOWED TO MAKE ME CUM! OH PLEASE STOP! I CAN'T STAND IT!!" as my hips started working faster.Then it was just a matter of minutes and it happened. Tim sank two or three fingers deep inside my pussy and was rolling my clit around with his thumb. I pushed up to his hand and yelled out, "OH YES! OH GOD I'M CUMMING!!"My ass had to be off the bed a foot as I pushed up to his hand. I was shaking all over as my orgasm went through my body. And all this time I was cumming I was thinking that another man had made me cum.Once my orgasm ended I fell back on the bed exhausted trying to catch my breath. Tim got up off the bed and I could hear him in the paper bag again. I just laid there not knowing what was coming next. I was hopping that my yelling hadn't woken up the kids.I felt Tim get back in bed and move down between my legs. I jumped when I felt his finger hook in the waistband of my sexy little panties. Not a word was said as my panties went slowly down my legs. Once they were off Tim spread my legs as wide as they would go. I knew what was coming next and couldn't wait to feel his hard cock slip inside me.I about jumped out of my skin when I felt some cold liquid land right on my hot clit and run down my pussy slit. I said, "What is that?" But Tim never said a word as he was trying to keep the game going that a stranger was having his way with me. Tim then started rubbing the liquid all over my pussy lips and clit. That's when I realized that it was some kind of oil or KY Jelly.Once he had my all ready hot and wet pussy lubed up to his liking I felt him moving up over the top of me. He then took his time at sucking on my super hard nipples. I was so horny and ready to be fucked I started pumping my hips up in the air hoping his cock would slip inside me. Then I felt something cold and firm hit my pussy lips. What the hell is that? I'm thinking.What ever it was Tim took it in his hand and started rubbing up and down my slit. Taking time to rub little circles around my clit. It felt kind of soft yet firm at the same time. After a few minutes of him rubbing this thing around my pussy my hips got a mind of their own again and started rocking up and down.Tim then lined it up to my hot tight pussy-hole. He gave a little push and it didn't go anyplace. He then gave it a little harder push and my slick pussy hole opened up and started letting this thing inside me. He gave yet another push and my pussy opened up a little more. Then the next push, what ever it was slipped right in me about an inch or so. I moan out, "God what are you doing" It feels like you stuck a baseball bat in me!"My pussy lips were hanging on to this thing as Tim started these slow short strokes. With each short stroke it went in a little deeper. It didn't really hurt but it felt uncomfortable inside me. Slowly but surely he started going a little faster and deeper. I didn't know what or how he was pumping this thing in me. But after about ten deep strokes it went from feeling uncomfortable to feeling good.I yelled, "OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!?" Again my hips got a mind of their own and I started pumping up to what ever was filling me up. It didn't take long before this thing was sliding in and out of me like a freight train. I had know idea what I was getting fucked with but I do know I started loving it. I had never had anything so big and deep in my pussy before. I hooked my legs around Tim's back, "OH GOD YES! OH FUCK YESS!! OH GOD FUCK ME! MY HUSBAND HAS NEVER FUCKED ME THIS GOOD!" Tim then hooked my legs over his shoulders and went back to filling my now super wet pussy full.I was totally out of my mind by now. All I knew was I was well on the way to my second orgasm of the night. Kids sleeping or not I started yelling, "OH YES FUCK MEEEE!! FUCK ME HARDER!!" I could not believe how good this felt. My Husband was gone now and I was fucking my dream man. My pussy was on fire. I'd never been fucked like this in my life. Tim knew I was well into this also as I moaned out, "OH GOD MY HUSBAND HAS A SMALL COCK, GOD YOURS FEELS SO GOOD!"About ten more strokes and I blew. "OH FUCK YESS!! OH GOD I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"As I was cumming, Tim pushed deep inside me and moaned out, "Mmmmmm, it's so great when we both come together."Once our orgasms came to an end Tim kind of fell on top of me. After a minute of rest I felt the big thing start slowly pulling out of me. It made a loud sucking sound as it popped out of my wet pussy. Then Tim fell down on the bed next to me. He then said, ''So your husband has never fucked you that well.""God no, that was out of this world. You better get out of here before he gets home."Tim gave each of my still hard nipples a big kiss then started removing the ropes. With both arms free I pulled the silk bag off so I could see that I had just been fucked with. My mouth fell open and I couldn't believe my eyes. I focused my eyes on the biggest black cock that I have ever seen in my life. It was all wet and shinny with my pussy juice all over it. The funny thing was that it was strapped on to Tim with straps around his waist. It had to be a foot long and as big around as a beer can. It had veins and everything. It looked just like a real black man's cock. It was so big that Tim's cock fit right inside of it. I smiled, "My God, that big thing fit in me!"Tim smiled back and said, "Yes it did. And you really seemed to have enjoyed it!" Curling up next to him, "Yes I loved it, as I reached down and took that slick monster in my hand and started stroking it up and down." I kissed Tim as I was still stroking it and asked him if black guys really have cocks this big. He smiled and said, "Yep, they sure do. Do you think you would like to try a real one sometime?"I was getting myself all horny again as I said, "Mmmmmm, a real black guy. Mmmmmm I don't know, it sounds really good right now." As I was moving over the top of Tim I kissed him and said that maybe I should try this again. Tim smiled up at me, "Oh no, I've turned my little wife into a big cock lover." As I reached down between my legs to grab hold of it and line it up to my pussy hole I said, "No, a big black cock lover."I slowly started sitting down on this black monster. I was so wet that this time the head of it slipped right inside me. I started bobbing up and down on it short strokes, maybe three inches or so. Tim went to work on my super hard nipples as I kept letting more and more of this big cock fill me up.It wasn't but about two minutes before I was sitting all the way down on Tim with my pussy full of this big black cock. Tim was smiling from ear to ear as he laid there and watch me start rocking on it. Never in my life had I dreamed of having sex with a black man. I had a feeling that was all going to change tonight.I bent way over so Tim could enjoy sucking on my hard nipples as I began a nice speed of fucking. Looking down between my breasts I could see that big black cock moving in and out of my pussy. My pussy lips were ever so tight around it. The more I rocked up and down the better it felt.Soon I was fucking Tim and his black cock at full speed. He was squeezing and playing with both my breasts as I was riding that cock like I've never done in my life. Oh God! It felt so good. In all my years of marriage I think I would have to say that this was the best night I'd ever had. I could feel another orgasm starting to boil deep inside my body.Tim got a big smile on his face as I pushed all the way down on it and moaned out, "OH GOD I'M CUMMING!" My body shook all over as I had that great orgasm with that big cock deep inside of me. In my mind I was having a killer orgasm with a black man, my first black man!Once my orgasm ended I collapsed on my back next to Tim. Tim looked over at me and asked, Well" I kissed him and replied that was wild, thank you. He then said, I knew you would like this. Now I'll take my turn at fucking my wife after a big black cock has just fuck her.Tim then pulled on the straps and started removing the big black cock. When he pulled his still hard cock out of the inside of the black one it was followed by a big load of his sperm that he had shot inside of it. He didn't even take the time to clean it up. He just moved over the top of me and sank his hard cock deep inside of me. I moaned, "Mmmmmm," as I hooked my legs around his back and welcomed my third hard cock of the night.Still playing the game Tim said, "Mmmm, feels like you have just been fucked before I got home.""Oh no, I've been home alone all night waiting on you.""Mmmmm. God you're so wet and juicy, it feels just like a hot well fucked pussy. Are you sure you didn't just let someone fuck you?" Kissing him, I broke away and said, "Nope, been here alone all night."After ten or fifteen more deep strokes, Tim moaned out, "Ah God, I'm cumming!" He pushed as deep into me as he could and started pumping his red-hot sperm deep inside my super hot and wet pussy. I could feel his cock jerking as he shot more and more cum into me. Once I milked the last drop of his sperm out he collapsed next to me.After some kissing and hugging, Tim about floored me. "You liked that didn't you?" he asked."Yes I did that was great.""Ya, think we should find another guy to bring into the bedroom for you to have for real?"Shocked, I said, "No! I would never let another man fuck me. I can't believe you would even asked me that!"Tim knew that I was not taking this well as he said, "I was just thinking I would like to try something new.""Something new with you is fine, but never with another person, get that out of your head right now, mister!"**Well about three days later Tim asked, "Do you feel like playing a little tied-up in bed game again tonight?""I would love to," I said enthusiastically. Tim then pulled a new little pair of white sheer see-through bikini panties out of his pocket and handed them to me. Holding the little panties up I smiled and asked, "Is this the only thing I am wearing tonight?" "Yes and I have another surprise for you.""What is it?""You get to see that later on. Now let's play it out tonight that you're in bed waiting for me to get home. You're in bed dressed in just these sexy little panties lying on your belly. Some guy busts in the bedroom and puts the sack over your head before you can see who it is. He then ties you up and rapes you. Are you game?""Sounds sexy to me. Let me go check on the kids and make sure they are asleep. Then I'll meet my rapist in the bedroom."After checking on the kids I made my way to our bedroom. I stripped off my clothes and slipped on my sexy new little panties. I knew in the back of my mind that I was going to be getting that big black cock again. I was so horny as I got in bed lying face down. After a minute or so I ran my right hand down inside my panties to a very hot and wet pussy. As I was rolling my hard wet clit around, I was hoping that Tim would get in here and rape me before I get myself off.Just as I was getting near an orgasm, the bedroom door brust open. Before I could turn to see who entered, Tim slipped that silk bag over my head and the room went dark. I was rolled over on my back and my hands tied over my head. The game had begun.I pleaded, "Please don't hurt me. Please let me go. My husband will be home any time."Tim didn't say a word as he started sucking and kissing my hard nipples.As he was kissing my nipples his fingers made their way down to my wet crotch. I knew he could feel how wet I was right through my panties. As his fingers were working on my pussy through my panties I moaned, "Mmmmmmm, god don't touch me there." He didn't stop; next he pulled the crotch of my sexy little panties to the side and sank a few fingers deep inside me. I moaned again, "Mmmmmm, please stop. I'm married," as my hips rocked up to his fingers.While Tim was fingering me I felt him move down between my legs. I jumped when I felt his lips close around my hard little clit and he began to suck on it. His tongue was rolling my clit around as he sucked it hard into his mouth and continued finger fucking me. I moaned out loud, "Oh! God please stop, only my husband has done that to me!"Tim kept sucking and fingering me until I couldn't take it any more. I yelled out "OH GOD STOP!" My orgasm hit like a ton of bricks. Pulling on the ropes I pushed up to Tim's hot tongue and screamed, "OH YESSS!! I'M CUMMING! FUCK DON'T STOP!"This orgasm was so intense I about passed out. Once it ended Tim gave my hard nipples a kiss as he got off the bed.I could hear him doing something and I was sure he was strapping on that big black cock again. Working my hips up and down in the air."Please leave me alone, my husband will be home very soon. Please don't fuck me."Just as I got those words out Tim got back in bed between my legs. As he kissed my hard nipples he pulled my crotch aside again I then felt something sliding up and down my wet pussy slit. I'm thinking, 'now what the hell is this? It doesn't feel like the black cock.'Tim lined it up to my hot wet pussy-hole and gave it a push. My pussy opened up and welcomed whatever it was Tim was pushing into me. It was warm and felt like a real cock sinking inside me. "Mmmmmm no, no please don't fuck me." I rolled my hips up to get more of this cock inside me. Tim was working this thing in and out very slow. He kept pushing more and more inside me until I knew this wasn't his cock. It was about the same size around but much, much longer.Deeper and faster Tim started fucking me. Oh my God! I hooked my legs around his back and started fucking him back as fast as he was fucking me. God this long cock felt so good sinking deep inside of me. Whoever said size doesn't matter, had to have been a male. All at once this cock hit bottom and it hurt. It must have hit my cervix because it would hurt each time he pushed all the way inside me. "Oh God! Not so deep it hurts!" Tim didn't slow down his strokes he just stopped pushing in so deeply.In a very short time a great big orgasm went right through my body. "Oh God! No, I'm going to cum with you. I can't cum with you, please stop! I'm married!" Tim kept driving that cock in me and my tune soon changed to, "OH FUCK! YES! YES! YES! I'M CUMMMING!"In my mind right then I was cumming with this out of sight looking guy who was fucking me. I had a face on him and his cock was twice the size of my husbands. I just couldn't stop cumming as Tim was running that cock in and out of me very slow. Once my orgasm came to an end Tim pulled that long thing out of me and fell down next to me.As he pulled the sack off my head he squeezed my right breast and kissed me. Looking down at me he said I think you enjoyed getting fucked by another man didn't you" Smiling back at him I said, oh God Tim I've never cum like that before, God it was good.I then looked down to see what I had just been fucked with. It was another strap on cock but this one was white and over a foot long. It wasn't as big around as the black one. I took it in my hand and couldn't believe how real it felt. Tim's cock didn't fit inside this one, it was kind of right under it. Tim's cock was as hard as a rock and less than half the size of the strap on one. Tim pulled the straps and this toy cock fell on the bed. He then moved up over me and between my legs. Tim said that he couldn't wait to fuck my just fucked pussy! Having said that Tim sank his hard cock right into my wet pussy. Now getting into our roll playing Tim asked me, "Did some guy just fuck you before I got home"""I moaned yes he did, I'm sorry I couldn't stop him, he raped me.""Did he make you cum?" he asked."Oh yeah, two times, I came with him two times."Tim was picking up speed now as his hard cock sank deeper and deeper inside me. "Did his cock feel good inside you?""Oh God yes! I moaned, he was so big I couldn't help myself, I fucked him back like crazy.""Did he cum inside you?""Oh yes," I replied, "he filled me full of hot cock and his hot cum."That was all Tim could take. My dirty sexy talk pushed him over the top. He moaned in my ear, "Oh your just fucked pussy feels so good. Oh God I'm cumming." Tim pushed deep into me as he could and started filling me up with his hot sperm. I did my best to milk every last drop of cum out of him before he collapsed next to me.I then picked up the toy cock and asked him, "Where in the heck are you getting these things at?" Tim smiled and said, "At the adult bookstore downtown.""How many did you get?" I asked.Tim laughed, "I shelled out some big bucks for these fucking things. The strap thing comes with 15 cocks that all fit on with a twist."In shock, I said, "Fifteen toy cocks, are you kidding me?""Nope I'm not kidding. You're going to get to try 15 different cocks in your hot little pussy. You seemed to have loved the first two, so I'm sure you'll love the rest of them."I kissed him and said, "My God I hope I can handle all these cocks."**Well over the next month or so I had every size cock you could think of fucking me at one time or another.I was really getting into the being raped thing. Anytime the kids were not around the sack would go over my head making my word black. I would be pushed, pulled or carried to the bedroom and fucked silly. Each time I played it out that I was getting fucked by someone other than my husband. Tim was loving this as much as I was.I got to liking this so much that I would even have a little playtime with myself once Tim was off to work and the kids in school. I would get in bed and lube my pussy all up. I would fuck myself to two or three orgasms. Sometimes I would fuck myself with one cock then use another one and play out in my head that I was getting it on with two guys. This soon turned into a daily thing for me. I never told Tim about my daytime affair with these toy cocks. In my mind I was getting fucked by some friends, old boy friends our black mailman, you name it and I was fucking them. A persons mind is wide open for anything and trust me I was fucking a lot of guys in my mind and loving it.One weekend my Sister had the kids, so Tim and I made a date with each other for dinner and dancing. Tim asked me to dress as sexy as I could for our night out. He then gave me a kiss and said maybe you'll even get raped tonight. I kissed him back and said, "Mmmm, sounds good to me." I then proceeded to the bathroom to shower.Tim loves for me to wear garter belts and stockings. So this was my plan for tonight. After a hot shower dressed in just my robe I sat down at my dressing table and did my hair and make-up. Once I was happy with this I dropped my robe on the bed and put on a sexy little lace purple strapless front closure bra. It pushed my 34b breasts up just right and just did cover my nipples. Next I put on my sexy little matching garter belt. I then started to roll on a pair of black stockings but seeing my black fishnets I put them on instead. That's the ticket, Tim loves when I wear fishnets. I rolled both stockings up my legs and hooked them onto the garter straps. I then stepped into my sexy little lace front, sheer back matching purple panties.As I was picking out a dress I looked at myself in the mirror. If I say so myself I was looking very sexy in my sexy little under-things. I just knew Tim was going to go wild once he seen me. I picked out a sexy little black slip-dress. It's silky stretch velvet that flares out and ends just above the knee. When I sit down it just covers my stocking tops. Last I slipped on a pair of black sling back closed toe pumps. Before leaving the bedroom I checked myself out one more time in the mirror. I remember thinking, God I hope I don't get raped for real tonight, maybe I look a little too sexy. Then thinking, ah, Tim will protect me.I walked into the living room right between Tim and the TV. His mouth fell open as he eyed me from head to toe. The first thing out of his mouth was, "Fuck me, do you ever look hot tonight. Come here lover."I walked up in front of him, "Do you like my outfit?"His hands went up my legs under my dress. "Fucking A, I like your outfit."His hands went all the way up and cupped my panty-covered ass. He then raised the hem of my dress up. "Oh fuck! Are you ever going to get it tonight. Maybe we should just stay home and get started now?"I backed away from him. "No-way. Dinner and dancing first, then its play time." Tim jumped up and said okay, let's get going and grabbed his car keys.We had a very nice dinner in a dark booth. Tim couldn't keep his hands out from under my dress. By the time we got the check Tim had my panties soaking wet. He just about talked me into getting into the backseat of the car for a quickie on the way to the dance club. I told him, that he could wait until we got home. I didn't want to be all messed up. He wasn't too happy about it but we drove on to the club. All the way there he kept pulling the crotch of my panties aside fingering me. I too was about ready to fuck by the time we got to the bar.As we walked in, I enjoyed all the looks I was getting from all the men in the place. Tim whispered in my ear, "I think every guy in here would like to fuck you tonight." I hit him, and said, "Stop it, they do not." But I could see the looks of lust I was getting from these men. We worked our way through the bar up to a table near the dance floor.After a few hours of drinking and dancing I was feeling no pain at all. I was drinking screwdrivers and the drinks were going right to my head. Tim and I danced both fast and slow dances. All at once, out of the blue, one of Tim's friends from work, Jerry came and joined us at our table. He was talking to Tim; though his eyes kept moving up and down my sexy outfit. I was even starting to feel a little uncomfortable at the way he was undressing me with his eyes. But after a few more screwdrivers I went from uncomfortable to very comfortable with Jerry. Tim and Jerry started taking turns dancing with me. We were all laughing and having a great time together.At one point I was dancing a slow dance with Jerry. He told me that I looked very sexy tonight and that Tim was very lucky to have a hot sexy lady like me waiting at home for him. I thanked him and we danced on. Before the dance ended Jerry managed to drop his hands down to my ass. He started squeezing my ass cheeks and whispered in my ear, "God you know you have a nice ass don't you?" I turned us around so Tim couldn't see where Jerry's hands were and just said thank you again.I was glad when the song ended. As bad as I hate to admit it, I was starting to get very horny dancing with Jerry. I felt his hard cock pushing against tummy. I also could feel that my sexy little purple panties were getting very wet. Up until this time Tim was the only one to make me wet like this. It must have been all the drinks and the fact the Jerry was the first and only other man to touch me in this way in over 12 years.Maybe ten minutes later the lights came on and it was closing time. When I got up from my seat, I saw Jerry looking down at my legs. I looked down to see that my dress had ridden up very high. My stocking tops, bare legs and sexy little purple panties were totally exposed for him to view. I quickly pulled the hem of my dress down and stood up. Tim was just out of ear shot when Jerry said to me, "Shit girl friend them are some sexy little panties you got on there. I sure would like to get inside them for an hour or so!" I just smiled and didn't respond to his comment.We said our good-byes out on the sidewalk in front of the club. Jerry gave me a hug and thanked me for all the dances. We got in the car to head home. Suddenly Tim said, "Oh shit! I forgot to tell Jerry about the meeting Monday, I'll be right back."Having said that Tim jumped out of the car and ran over to Jerry's car. After a few minutes he was back and we were on our way home.As we drove along Tim asked, "Had fun tonight?""Oh yes! I had a blast. And Jerry was a lot of fun; he sure likes to dance.""I think he would have liked to taken you home with him and fucked you all night. Just from the way he kept eyeing you!""No way was he thinking that, he's a gentleman."Tim laughed. "Gentleman or not, he was looking to fuck you tonight.""Do you think he would be a good fuck?""I don't know," was all I said but I was thinking, 'I bet he is.'Just before we got to our house Tim said, "Why don't we play our little rape game tonight and you act like its Jerry raping you."I got a big smile on my face. "Mmmmm, I could maybe do that if you like." I was thinking how good Jerry's hard cock felt rubbing on my belly and knew this would be an easy game to play out in my head. Once we pulled in the drive Tim told me to hang around in the kitchen and he would sneak up on me and bag me. Before getting out of the car I gave him a kiss and said, "Mmmmm this is going to be fun."I was so horny I couldn't wait for Tim to grab me. I ran my hand up my leg to my super wet crotch. Oh God had Jerry ever turned me on tonight. As I rolled my hard little clit around I thought, 'Oh God girl, you're so bad, get all turned on by another man.'I had just slipped one finger inside my panties when all went black. The bag was over my head and I couldn't see a thing. So I started the game right away as Tim was pulling me down the hall to our bedroom. I acted like I was trying to get away as I said, "Jerry what in the hell are you doing? Tim will be home soon."Again Tim never said a word as he walked me into our bedroom.Now in the bedroom I felt the side zipper of my little dress going down. It fell to my feet and I stepped out of it. In my sexy little purple underwear Tim walked me over to the bed squeezing my panty-covered ass. Again acting, "Jerry stop it! We can't do this! you shouldn't be seeing me like this!"Then Tim turned me around and pushed me down onto the bed on my back. Next one hand at a time he tied me to the ropes that were tied to the headboard. I was now his to enjoy and couldn't wait for him to get started.Tim got in bed and spread my legs wide open and started kissing the insides of my fishnet covered legs. As he was kissing my legs, his hands went to work on playing with my breasts through my bra. I could feel my nipples getting harder and my hot pussy getting wetter as he kissed his way up my legs. As Tim got up to the bare skin above my stockings I moaned, "Oh God! Jerry stop! Please stop! Tim's going to be home soon."I moaned out loud again when I felt Tim mouth close on my pussy right through my little purple lace panties. He was sucking on my pussy lips right through the lace. "Oh God Jerry! Oh fuck that feels good... but please stop now."Well stop he didn't. He got the front hook of my bra open and set my breasts free. His fingers were rolling my hard nipples around as he continued sucking and licking my wet pussy right through the crotch of my little panties. I could feel my orgasm starting "Oh Jerry! Stop please! Stop your going to make me cum." This made him suck and lick me harder driving me out of my mind.In just seconds I yelled, "OH YES I'M CUMMING!" as I rocked my hips up to Tim's sucking mouth. Oh God that orgasm felt so good going through me. Once this orgasm ended I was trying to catch my breath. "Oh God did that ever feel good." Tim didn't say a word as he hooked is finger into my little panties and started them down my legs. I raised my ass up to make it easier for him. Once my panties were removed, I couldn't wait to feel which cock he was going to slip into me.Just when I was thinking Tim was going to slip one of his strap-on cocks in me I felt his tongue run right up my slit. I jumped! "Mmmmm yes!" That is when Tim did something to me that he had never done before. He pulled my pussy lips wide open as far as they would go. He went to work on just my hard little clitoris. He was sucking it biting it and rolling it around with his tongue. Never in all our years of marriage had he ever eaten my pussy in the way that he was now. Oh my God I was loving it. Right back to my roll playing I screamed, "OH GOD JERRY! EAT ME! OH YES! EAT ME!! Fuck my husband, this feels too good to stop."I couldn't believe it, his sucking was going to have me cumming again very soon. My legs were flopping around, as was the rest of my body. I couldn't stop yelling begging for him to keep eating me. My fantasy was going wild now. In my mind it was Jerry eating me and I was just about to cum the second time thinking of this man I had been dancing with. Tim was totally out of the picture now. I yelled, "OH GOD JERRY DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP! OH YES! OH YES! MAKE ME CUM! OH YESS!! MAKE ME CUM AGAIN!!"My body got fiery hot as my second orgasm started through me. "OH JERRY I'M CUMMING!!" I held my ass up off the bed with my pussy tight to Tim's mouth. Tim was sucking on my clit as hard as he could. I was cumming, and he was still holding my pussy lips wild open. I didn't know I could cum that hard. I was cumming. I got the feeling that I was going to pass out I came so hard.But I didn't pass out. After my orgasm ended, I fell back on the bed panting like a dog. Still roll playing, I said, "Oh God! Jerry that was great. Please hurry up and fuck me before Tim gets home, God I need it bad I'm so horny."My pussy was so wet and in need of a cock I couldn't stand it. Tim gave my pussy one more kiss as he was moving around on the bed. Then he hooked my legs over his shoulders and pushed them back until my legs were just about touching my breasts. I next felt the rubbery head of a cock sliding up and down my slit getting covered with my wetness. "Oh God Jerry fuck me, fuck me good." I pushed my hips up to him hoping it would slip in.I didn't have to wait long. Tim lined it up with my hot and wet little pussy hole and pushed forward. The head popped right inside me "Mmmmmmm, Yes, oh yesss, fuck me Jerry." Tim started working that hot cock inside me. Short and slow pumps each time going in a little deeper. Before long he had it as deep inside me as it would go. It felt like it was eight or nine inches long. Then he would slowly pull it back out until it popped all the way out of me. And then, again, sink it slowly all the way inside me. This slow fucking was driving me nuts. I was pumping my hips up to him. Moaning loudly, "MMMMMM! YES! FASTER! OH YES! OH GOD JERRY YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD!"Tim must have liked me begging for it because he just kept up this slow and deep fucking. I was about to go out of my mind as I started begging for him to fuck me faster. "Oh God Jerry fuck me. Fuck me good before Tim gets home." As I was humping my wet pussy up to his hard cock, deep inside my body I could feel yet another orgasm starting to build. "Oh God! Jerry, don't stop! Please! Oh yes! Make me cum again! Yes, YES! FUCK!!" I started humping up to his hard cock even faster. Never had sex felt as good as it was right then.Finally, Tim started fucking me faster with long deep strokes. This was what I needed! "Oh God! Jerry that's it! Yesss fuck me! Fuck me hard!!!" His speed kept getting faster as my third orgasm grew nearer. The faster Tim pumped into me the better it felt. My little pussy was running over with pussy juice as he pounded down into me. I was so near total orgasm. I yelled, " OH GOD! FUCK MEEE! JERRY PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T STOP!"My orgasm exploded. I yelled out again, "OH JERRY! I'M CUMMING! OH GOD YESS! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! At that time, Tim pushed as deep in my hot pussy as he could. It kind of felt like the rubber cock was cumming inside me. I could feel it flex and jerk just like Tim's does when he's cumming inside me. So I took this feeling in my pussy and added it to our little game. I pushed up to Tim. "Oh God! Jerry don't cum in me, I'm not on the pill!"Panting and lying there in the dark, Tim pulled out of me and got off the bed. I dropped my legs down still spread wide open. I could feel my pussy juices running out of my pussy down over my asshole and onto the bed. I had never been this wet after sex, but then again I've never cum like I had. "Oh Jerry! that felt so good! You best get out of here before Tim gets home and finds us like this."Then without saying a word Tim started playing with my still hard clit. He sank a few fingers inside my hot pussy then rubbed my pussy juice all around my clit. "Oh God Jerry what are you doing? You better stop or you'll have me cumming again."Tim didn't stop. He just kept on playing with my clit, making me hotter and hotter all the time. I don't know how many times a girl can cum in a night but I was soon well on my way to my fourth. Still playing this game in my head, I moaned, "Jerry! Please stop! Please don't make me cum again" My hips started working up and down to his fingers. "Tim is going to come home and find us like this. Please stop."Just seconds away from my fourth orgasm, Tim stopped playing with my clit leaving me high and dry, well not dry. My hips were pumping into the air "Oh God! Jerry what as you doing" Touch me! Play with me! Make me cum! Don't leave me like this! I was pumping air trying to make myself cum. I then felt Tim move over the top of me and between my wide spread legs. Now I knew what was happening, Jerry was going to fuck me twice before the bag came off my head and Tim got home. I was all for this as I felt Tim lining the rubber cock up to my hot and wet pussy hole. The nice thing about Tim's toy cocks, they are always ready to go in a time of need. And this was a time of need, I needed to cum again and fast.Tim sank that hard cock back into me. "Oh God Jerry that feels so good." Tim pushed all the way inside me with his first stroke. I think he was using the same cock as the first time but it felt so much better this time. Maybe it was the fact that I was so wet now that made it feel so much better. Whatever it was I just hoped that it would never end. In my mind it was Jerry who was sliding his hard meat into me. I hooked my legs around his back to pull him deeper inside me. Oh my God this felt so good as he started a nice fast pace of fucking me.I started humping my ass up off the bed. Moaning, "Mmmmmmm, Jerry. God this feels so good, Tim has never fucked me like this."Tim grabbed my ass and pulled me up tight on his rubber cock. His speed kept getting faster and faster. I couldn't believe how wet I was and the sounds my pussy was making. The wet suction sounds of our love making filled the room. I was yelling, "I'm cumming again. OH GOD YESS!"I held my ass up off the bed pushing up to Tim. "OH YESS! JERRY I'M CUMMING!"Then with just a few more strokes Tim pushed deep inside me. He let out this funny sounding groan and that rubber cock started pulsing deep inside me. I started working my wet pussy lips up and down that rubber cock as if I was milking all the cum out.I dropped my ass back down on the bed as Tim slowly pulled that cock out of me. Once he was all the way out, I could feel more of my juices running out of me. I felt Tim get off the bed and start doing something at the foot of the bed. I was sure he was removing his toy cock. He then opened and shut our bedroom door, like he was just coming in. Then he finally spoke for the first time, but still playing our little game."Nicole what's going on here, why are you tied up like this?""Oh God Tim! Jerry just raped me! He left just before you got here."All at once the room got bright as Tim pulled the bag off my head. I saw that he was nude with a big hard-on. I didn't see which rubber cock he'd used on me. He must have put it away while he was messing around at the foot of the bed. Tim kissed me. "Did he hurt you"" he said while untied my hands. He began playing with my still hard nipples and asked, "What did Jerry do to you"""Tim, he ate me then he fucked me."Tim sucked one of my nipples in to his month and then asked me if Jerry had made me cum. As he kissed my other nipple I moaned "Mmmmm. Yes he made me cum four times."Tim then slid his hand down my body very slowly. Once his fingers made their way down to my hot and wet pussy he sank two or three fingers right inside me. "Mmmmm," I moaned. And rocked my pussy up to his fingers. Still working on my nipples with his mouth Tim bleated "Mmmmm. Shit, you're so wet! He came in you didn't he?""Yes, tice!" I humped my pussy on his fingers a little faster."Fuck I've got to have some of this." He moved between my legs and lined his hard cock right up to my sloppy wet pussy hole. In one fast move he sank his hard cock all the way inside me.I pushed up to meet him. "Oh God your pussy feels so good." He pulled back out maybe and inch then pushed back inside me as hard as he could and moaned "Oh fuck! I'm cumming!"I could not believe he came so fast. He didn't even pump me more than twice. I did the best I could do with my slick wet pussy to milk the cum out of his hard cock. Tim then fell down on top of me his cock softening while still inside me. "Oh God! That felt so good."I kissed him. "It must have, I've never seen you cum so fast before."Tim kissed me back. "I'm sorry baby it just got to me.""What got to you?" I asked."All of it got to me. The feeling of your pussy full of Jerry's cum. The fact that he got you off four times. All of it, it just felt so good slipping my cock inside you."I kissed him, moaning, "Mmmmm. We may have to play this game again. I think I liked it as much as you did."Leaving his cock inside me, Tim started asked me, "Did Jerry hit on me at the bar. What turned me on. What about Jerry?"He was feeling my ass on the dance floor. As we slow danced I could feel his cock getting hard and pushing into my leg and lower belly."As I was telling Tim all the stuff that had turned me on, I could feel his cock getting hard inside me again. "What other things happened at the bar?"Thinking a second I said, "Oh yes, I gave him a nice view of my little purple panties and lace stocking tops as I was getting up from the table. And that one really turned me on knowing he knew what kind of panties I was wearing."Tim got turned on by that remark. His cock got as hard as a rock as he started pumping it into me. Kissing me Tim said, "So you really liked acting like it was Jerry inside you?"Hooking my legs around his back, I moaned, "Oh God, yes! We need to play this one out again for sure."Tim was now pumping in me at full speed. "God baby, your pussy is so wet, so hot, mmmmm. You can count on us playing this one out again. I'm sorry love, I'm cumming again." He gave me one more hard deep push as his cock exploded deep inside me.This turned into our new weekend game. When the kids were away Tim would have me dress in sexy little outfits and sit around the house. Then out of the blue, he would put a bag over my head and drag me into the bedroom for a wild night of sex. It seemed like each time, Jerry would be raping me. We played it out that he got me twice. I hoped I would never run into Jerry anywhere. I didn't know if I could ever face him again. He had been my dream lover for two months now.One night Tim even set up our camcorder in the bedroom and taped us going at it. I was yelling for Jerry to fuck me harder and faster. I didn't care for this too much. I was worried about who would see it, or if it would get in the kid's hands or if someone broke into our home and took it. In any case I only let Tim tape us once. He has never let me see how my first porno tape came out.**Now the story takes a big turn. For the last two months I have missed my period. I went to the Doctor and found out that I was pregnant. I told her she couldn't be right, that Tim had a vasectomy a few years ago. She said, "She was sorry but the rabbit doesn't lie, You're going to have a baby. I was mad as hell as I drove home. Once Tim got home I told him to get his ass on the phone to our attorney. "We are going to sue his asshole Doctor that gave him the vasectomy. I'm fucking pregnant!"Tim turned all white, sat down in a chair and said, "You're what?""I'm pregnant!" I yelled. "Your fucking vasectomy didn't work or something!"Tim shook his head, no, and then about floored me, "Are you sure it's mine?"I gave him a hate look. "Fuck you! Yes I know it's yours! I've haven't been with anybody else! How the fuck could you even say that to me?" I started crying and went into the bathroom locking the door.After an hour or so I came out and went looking for Tim. He said he was sorry for saying what he said, that he was in shock or something. He was now in the living room in front of the TV. He put his arm around me and said that he loved me and we would get through this. I replied I just don't understand how this could have happened."Well maybe this will help." He took the remote and turned on the TV. Then he hit play on the VCR. Up on the screen popped up what looked like a still shot of our bedroom. I asked, "What is this?""Just wait a minute and you'll see."All at once I came into view dressed in my little black bikini panties that had little white poke-a-dots on them together with my black lace push-up Victoria's Secret bra. I had the silk bag over my head and Tim had just given me a push towards the bed. I turned and sat on the bed facing the camera. Then Tim moved in front of the camera and blocked all the view it had. The screen was all black as it was looking at his back."I don't think this is the time to be watching our home made movie!" "Yes, I think it's time you watched this."Just then Tim moved from in front of the camera and up to me on the bed. I noticed he was wearing boxers. He always wears jockeys. I looked at him, questioningly and asked, "Where did you get those underpants?" He looked at me, and then back at the TV. "Just keep watching."I watched. He pushed me back on the bed and tied each of my hands to the bedposts. Once my hands were tied, he unhooked the front hook on my little bra and set my breasts free. I could see that my nipples were very hard and sticking right up has he took turns kissing and sucking on them. After he had worked on my nipples for some time he got off the bed and dropped his boxers. I still had a back and kind of dark view of what was going on. Tim then walked around to the other side of the bed. The lighting got better now I had a front view. My mouth fell open, as I watched what I could not believe. It was not Tim in the boxers sucking on my nipples, it was Jerry. I had a full view of him nude with a big hard-on in my bedroom! He next got in bed and started licking my pussy right through my little poke-a-dot panties. I about got sick as I heard myself moan, "Oh God! Jerry we can't do this! Tim will be home soon. All the time I'm working my pussy up to his hot tongue. Next I watched as I raised my hips up off the bed to help Jerry remove my panties. I sat there with tears running down my cheeks as I watched myself have two orgasms with this man licking my pussy. I looked over at Tim. "I fucking hate you! How could you do this to me?""Looks like you were enjoying it to me."I looked back at the screen to see that Jerry was sliding his hard cock right inside me. I had my legs as wide as they would go and was begging him to fuck me before my husband got home. I looked back at Tim. "You fucker! I was thinking it was you." I started crying. "My God I came with him!" "He made me come." "I know that's why I loved watch him fuck you. You seemed to like him more than me in bed. I was just making you happy.""Making me happy" Are you fucking nuts" I got his baby inside me! I'm married to you and have another man's baby inside me. How could you do this? Just then we could hear me yelling on the TV, "OH YES I'M CUMMING, OH JERRY FUCK ME!!""How many times did he do it to me?""Let me think about that. It was Jerry that night after the bar. You know when you were showing off your panties to him. And it was he every weekend after that, Friday and Saturday nights! So I'm thinking maybe 14 or 15 times.""You've got to be kidding me! That many times?"Right then I could see that the camera was moving around the room. I knew Tim was filming Jerry and me fucking. I was humping up to him like a wild woman as he was fucking me faster and faster. I heard myself moaned out, "YES! YESS! I'M CUMMING! OH YES! CUM WITH ME! YESS!!" I watched as I pushed up to Jerry as he pushed deep inside of me. We both started cumming at the same time. Tim zoomed the camera in on Jerry's hard cock shoved deep inside my wet pussy. I could see his balls jerking as he was pumping me full of his hot sperm.After our orgasms ended Tim kept the camera zoomed in on my pussy. Slowly Jerry started pulling his still hard cock out of me. Once the head popped out it was followed by big globs of his cum leaking out of me. "You asshole! "You knew I could get pregnant and you let him cum inside me?""I wasn't planning on you getting pregnant. I just loved the feeling of slipping my cock in you after Jerry filled you up. I'm sorry that things turned out as they did.""Sorry! You're sorry? Sorry don't cut it Tim! I'm pregnant! Two months pregnant with Jerry's baby. I have a person growing inside me. It's way too late to be sorry. What the hell are we going to do? We are going to have to tell Jerry that I'm having his baby. You're a fucking asshole!" I began crying again.I looked up at the screen again and Jerry had my legs pushed back until they were just about hitting my breasts. He had his hard cock in his hand lining it up to my pussy slit. In one slow move Jerry sank all his cock inside me. Again Tim zoomed in on the penetration and you could see Jerry's cum oozing out around my pussy lips and his cock. I heard me begging Jerry to fuck me before my husband got home.I sat there watching myself getting fucked again. I came two more times with Jerry. Then he pumped more of his hot sperm deep into me. And again after he came in me Tim zoomed in on my pussy to show all of Jerry's cum running out of me. I saw Jerry get off the bed and wipe his cock clean with my little poke-a-dot panties. For the first time, I noticed how nice a cock he had. It was soft. It was as long as Tim's is when he's hard. I could feel myself getting wet as watched the TV.Next Tim put the camera down on the dresser still recording. He then shook Jerry's hand and gave him a pat on the back as he went out the door. It looked as if he was saying, good job of fucking my wife.Tim got in bed and pulled the sack off my head and untied me. He then started asking me if I liked Jerry's big cock. I watched and heard my moaning, "Mmmmmm, yes and I'm ready for some more." Tim fingered my pussy a few minutes then moved over the top of me. I sat there, watching the screen as my husband was running the head of his cock up and down my wet pussy slit. He did this until it was covered with the sperm that was running out of me. I heard him, "Oh God. You're so wet!" While he slowly started pushing his cum covered cock inside me. I grabbed his ass trying to pull him as deep inside me as Jerry had just been, but it wasn't going to happen.As always Tim didn't last to long at all. In a matter of minutes he released his load, adding more cum to my over full pussy. Now I knew why I was so wet when I was released and allowed to get up.Well, on one hand I was mad and hurt that Tim would do this to me. But on the other hand, I got some of the best sex in the world. Tim and I worked it out between ourselves as to what we were going to do. This was our plan. We agreed I would have the baby. We were not going to tell Jerry it was his. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. I agreed to keep on playing the little rape thing with Jerry on the weekends up until I started showing.Jerry still doesn't know that I know he is the one really screwing me on the weekends. Tim just loves getting sloppy seconds and I love having orgasm after orgasm with Jerry.Our plan for now is that once I have the baby I'm going back on the pill. We want to continue our life style. I sure hope we do.Thanks for reading my [email protected] END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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fantasy.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/fantasy.txt | I was walking in the woods behind the house when I noticed it. I heard voices and following the sound went deeper in the woods than I expected. I was surprised by the sight that came into my view.There were two young girls in their upper teens dragging someone following behind them who were naked. It was obvious a woman by the shape of her ass and small glimpses of her boobs hanging down as she bent over trying to keep up with the girls. Her hands were tied in front and one of them would strike her with a switch every once in a while.I followed behind till they came to a grassy clearance and one of the girls said something as the elderly woman immediately dropped down on all fours. I crepe up slowly to get a better view. As I got nearer, I could make out the outline of my neighbor Joan in her mid forties and the two girls I recognized was her daughter Jackie and another girl who had been living with them named Laura. Laura yelled down at Joan and I saw her head go to the ground and her large ass shift up in back. Laura started hitting it with the switch in her hand as Joan's large ass started wiggling wildly in back.My cock in my pants was straining to get out as I watched drooling at the sight. Unzipping the pants, I pulled it out and slowly started stoking it.Jackie meanwhile had lowered her shorts in back and bent over presenting her ass to the down face Joan whining in the grass below. Joan finally bent up and buried her face in that beautiful round bottom as I moaned in excitement watching. Another strike or two on Joan's large butt, and her head was now really wiggling in Jackie ass. Laura mounted her back and grabbing her hair started shoving it deeper in that fine butt.The sight of the girls dominating Joan was driving me wild as my cock started leaking getting all over my hand. I had met Joan several times in the past but she was never very friendly. On some occasions, she would say hi but most of the times, she just ignored me and went back to what she was doing as if I didnt even exist. Her daughter and friend had been much the same. The girls were very good looking for their age.I stared out as Jackie moved away and Joan got back on all fours with Laura still on her back and started riding her around the grassy field. She was kicking her ass in back and jerking her hair back every once in a while as she prodded along. I noticed Jackie was getting undress and almost came at the sight of her young body. When Joan came crawling around to her, she swapped places with Laura and started riding Joan herself. Laura was then undressing as I drooled at the sight of her.I had always dreamed of being dominated by a young woman but never imagined it could be this exciting watching it. My mouth was drooling at the sight as I pushed my cock back in my pants and got up the nerve to approach them. I was within 20 feet before Laura noticed me and yelled out as both her and Jackie immediately ran and got their clothes trying to cover up their private parts. Poor Joan was still on her hands and knees and didnt know what to do.I made my way closer."Sorry girls, I didnt mean to interrupt." I said trying to calm their fears. "I saw ya back in the woods and well I just got excited watching. I promise Im not going to try anything."Both girls' faces finally relaxed."I, well I just thought if you want another slave. Well what about me?" I blundered out. Glad I finally was able to say it. I was just standing there looking at them praying they would take me.Finally, it was Jackie who broke the ice."Laura looked at Mr. Perkins pants." She said pointing at my pants. "I think he has been playing with his dickie. See the wet spot."I had forgotten all about my cock in my pants and looked down in shame at what they were pointing at. There was a large bulge in front and a large wet spot I noticed as the girls started laughing at the sight.I blushed as I stood there and glanced over to see Joan was even staring at it even in her pitiful state."So the mean big bad daddy want to put his face in our butts." Laura laughed. "Why dont you strip for us pervert? Bet your wife is up at the house and dont know what her hubby is doing out here."I had forgotten all about Louise, but I was so excited I didnt care as I quickly removed my shirt and lowered my pants down after removing my shoes and stepped out of them. My cock was sticking straight out in my underwear now that there was no resistance and the front of them was soaking wet."Get rid of the panties to." Laura demanded. "Lets see that little pecker of yours."I lowered my panties and stepped out and stood there with my hands to my sides. My cock was dripping below as I felt it drop on my foot.I watched the girls dropped their clothes and I gasped at the sight of their beautiful bodies. They were truly beautiful all over as they approached laughing at my humiliation. I shivered at the sight of their tiny boobs shaking. Laura stepped in back and grabbed my ass cheek in her hand holding it tight."Do you want to be our little slut puppy like mommy over there." She asked smiling at my cock going up and down as she squeezed hardly on my buttock."Yes mistress." I begged. "Make me your slut puppy.""You are going to do everything we ask or me and Jackie are going to go to your house and tell that stuck up wife of yours what you have been doing. Arent you?" She teased goosing my ass cheek harder and harder."Yes mistress." I begged again. I was going crazy in lust."Lets let slut puppy come over here and clean this mess on his cock." Laura was saying. "She sucks any cock no matter how small it is. Come here puppy. Come get some dickie."They were both laughing as I stood there dripping in excitement watching Joan come crawling over with her face looking downward and red. The thought of shoving my cock up her mouth was a dream come true."Theres only one problem." Laura whispered in my ear. "Slut puppy loves to suck cocks but she is not allowed to drink their cum. If you cum in her mouth, Ill have to take a switch to your big ass like mommy slut. Enjoy."Her words had turned my excitement down a notch but as I felt Joan's mouth engulf my cock in one quick motion, I was back to peak quickly. They were laughing, urging Joan to suck faster as I fought back as long as I could to keep from cumming. I saw the switch earlier being used on Joans big ass and the red marks it made and knew it was going to hurt, but the inevitable was bound to happen as my load shot in her mouth as she sucked eagerly to get it all."Bad puppy," Laura laughed. "Didnt I tell you not to cum. Now get down on all fours. Laura do you have that switch."I drop down on all fours dreading what was coming next. I couldnt help it. The bitch had sucked me better than my wife had ever done. I watched as Laura approached with the dreaded thing in her hand."Mommy slut, come over here and lick my cunt while I watch our bad little puppy being punished." Laura told Joan who immediately started crawling behind me.I watched Joan's butt disappearing by my side still excited.Swish."Oh shit!" I yelled.Swish."Shit that hurts!" I yelled.Swish. Swish."Damn, damn. Please!" I begged.Swish. Swish. Swish.My ass was shaking wildly in back as Laura continued to strike it with the switch. It was on fire as I moved slowly forward trying to avoid the next hit."Thats it. Crawl you pervert." Laura yelled down at me. "Craw like the bitch you are." Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.I was now crawling in earnest. My ass was on fire and I was no longer excited but crying and pleading with her for mercy. "Whats wrong bitch?" Laura was yelling. "Cant take it like a man. Even slut puppy doesnt cry like a baby."I didnt care if I was a big baby or not. The damn thing hurt. Several times I tried to reach back with one hand to protect it only to have it come down on my hand and hurt more. I broke down and just started crawling and crying."Why dont you play with the puppy here and let me have some fun." Jackie yelled out.Her words were music to my ears as Laura quit hitting my ass and went over to where Jackie had been sitting. I glanced back to see her shove Joan's wet face in her cunt and then looked up at Laura hoping she wasnt going to use that damn switch again."I think I would like a pony ride." She smiled down me. "You want to be my little pony?""Yes mistress." I begged with relief. I would have done anything to keep from feeling that switch on my ass again.I felt the wetness of her pussy as she sat down on my back and started getting excited again between my legs. The thought of licking it like Joan had been doing earlier was flowing in my mind."Arggggghhhhhh!"I yelled out as I felt Jackie tennis shoes dig into my ass cheeks in back. They were sore as hell and her shoe heel was jabbed in my cheeks."Get-up horsy." She yelled down driving her shoes in my ass cheeks again harder this time.I yelped in pain and started crawling again. My knees and hands were sore and her weight on top was making them even more but as her shoes came down again and again, I forgot all about them and was crawling as fast as I could to please the little turd.As I made the turn, I could see Joan's large ass bent over and Laura's head above in lust as she was holding Joan head down in her cunt and enjoying the tonguing she was getting. My own cock harder again at the sight but the shoes driving in my ass brought me back to reality as I continued my plight."What do you say we enjoy the sun for a while?" Laura called out. "These sluts here can lick our butts as we relax on the cool grass.""Good idea." Jackie said immediately climbing off my back. "But I get little dickie here first.""No problem." Laura replied. "Ill enjoy his little tonguing thing later."I watched as both girls found a nice soft spot on the grass and started wiggling their fannies in back at us. I quickly dropped to my knees and placed my face up Jackie ass crack and started tonguing her brown hole for all I was worth. I could hear other slurping sounds from the side and knew Joan must be doing the same on Laura's tight ass. My tongue was nearly raw when the girls decided it was time to switch ass lickers and continued their conversations as me and Joan traded positions. My hard on was slowly wearing out as my tongue plunged in and out of Laura's asshole. We must have tongued for at least 30 minutes as the girls finally let us rest. I was so tired my face stayed in Laura's ass crack as I just laid in exhaustion. Soon, I drifted off to sleep.I woke up and immediately notice I was alone on the grass. Glancing around I noticed the girls and Joan was all gone and I was just laying there naked with a limp cock. Quickly, I got up and called but no one answered so I tried to find my clothes only to discover they were gone. The little bitches I thought. Used me and then took all my clothes. At least they left the wallet and keys I noticed lying on the grass beside me.I made my way through the woods the best I could till I came to the backyard and ensuring no one was outside practically ran to the house. I glanced in the window and noticed my wife Kate was no where in sight so I ran in real quick and got from clothes quickly and got dressed. By the time Kate came in from coming back from town, I was fully dressed and watching TV like nothing had happened. I didnt dare go over and confront the girls knowing what I have done and what Kate would do if she found out. I did peek out the window several times that day however and saw nothing.Monday through Friday was just your average typical workdays. Boring as hell. After Kate went to sleep, I masturbated thinking of my adventures with the girls and how much it had excited me. I tried to fuck Kate several times that week only to be pushed away by her typical headache or too tired routine. Bitch, I thought, going back to sleep horny as hell.Finally Saturday came again and Kate said she had to go to town again. As she left, I quickly glanced out the window hoping to see Joan or the girls heading to the woods but nothing seem to be moving outside. I heard the phone ring."Be at our meeting place in the woods in 30 minutes slut puppy." The voice said.I knew the voice was Jackie and tried to say something as it hung up. My cock was getting hard at the thought and I knew I shouldnt but also that I couldnt stop myself. This time, I left my wallet and keys on the table and made my way back down the woods to where I had saw the girls the other day.I notice Laurel and Joan was already there. Joan was completely naked and her hands were tied to her ankles below as she was bent over totally exposed to my view. Her ass was crisscrossed completely and I knew Laurel must have been hitting it with the switch before my arrival. Laurel had only a pair of panties on."Bout time you got here pig." Laurel said noting my arrival. "Strip bitch."I quickly removed my clothing as she demanded and got down on my knees."Slut puppy ass is sore. Come here and tongue it to make it better." She said.Quickly I made my way over on my knees and started tonguing Joan rather large ass. Working my way over the mounds, I found her pucker dark entrance and started working my tongue inside. I felt the switch come down on my ass in back and jerked in pain but kept tonguing her rim. Between the switch coming down on my wagging ass in back and my tongue wagging in Joan large hairy ass, I knew I was going to cum any moment."Enough." Laurel yelled to my disappointment. "Now shove your cock up the whore ass and fuck it good. You better not cum or else."I was hotter than hell as I mounted Joan in back like a dog in heat. My cock finding her asshole, I started shoving it inside the tight entrance and started rocking it in and out. I could hear Joan moaning below but I didnt care if it hurt or not. My cock needed relief even through I knew I better not cum."That it you two fucking dogs." Laura was yelling down and rubbing her clit. "Fuck the bitch."Several times I was close to cumming as Laura brought the switch down rapidly in back making me yell in pain and loosing my train of thought."Fucking bitches." Laura was yelling. "Bark for me bitches. Wiggle those tails"I started barking as she demanded wiggling my ass in back as Joan was keeping pace. My cock almost slipped out a couple of times but I managed to keep it in."I see you're having fun with the bitches." I turn my head to the side to see Jackie walking up with just her panties on. She was leading my wife Louise by a chain attached to her neck. She was still fully clothed and when she saw me bent over Joan prone body, she turned all red in the face with an angry look."You bastard." Louise yelled staring down at me.I had quit fucking Joan ass but my cock was still buried in her asshole. I turned red in shame not knowing what to say."Oh hush up bitch." Jackie said. "Hes not doing anything you havent been doing for the last three months. Why dont you tell him how you and mommy were always tonguing each other till we came along and gave you what you really wanted. Go ahead tell him bitch."I was stunned and shocked at Jackies words but more surprised when Louise face started starting turning red and she looked down at the ground."Thought so." Jackie smiled enjoying her domination of my wife. "Strip bitch. I want you husband to see what a worthless cunt he married.""Please mistress. Not in front...!"I watched as Jackie slapped Louise hard across the face as Louise grasped her palm in pain."Do you want me to repeat myself?" Jackie demanded.Louise immediately started removing her clothes as I stared at her in shock and awe. My cock was completely swelled up in Joan asshole as she had finally removed all her clothing and was standing there naked in front of the younger girl."Now get on your hands and knees and show your hubby how well we trained you to be our little piggy." Jackie demanded.I watched as Louise immediately fell down to her hands and knees and started crawling wiggling her ass in back and oinking. I started shoving my cock back and forth in Joan ass with a lot more excitement watching my wife crawling and oinking while I was fucking a nice large ass. Jackie had gotten a switch herself and caught up with Louise using it on her ass as she was oinking and wiggling faster as it was coming down on her rump.I shot my load deep in Joan asshole. Laurel grabbed my hear roughly twisted it."Did I say you could cum bitch." She yelled at me."No mistress. I sorry. I couldnt help it." I yelled out in pain."Get your worthless cock out of the bitch and get on your back." Laurel yelled. "Raise those hairy legs over your head bitch. Ill show you what to expect if you disobey me again."I quickly did as she commanded and yelled in pain as the switching began. She was whacking it all over as I pleaded for mercy begging to be good and do anything she asked. My ass was stinging beyond belief and I felt like I was going to pass out but maintained my position swinging my ass from side to side hoping to avoid being hit in the same spot. I was in full tears and started crying."Now stay like that till I say you can move bitch." Laurel sneered down at me. "Bring the pig over here Jackie. Theres some of the bitch cum in this whore ass she can clean out.I watched still crying as Jackie brought Louise crawling over to where Joan was still bent over not daring to move. She roughly shoved Louise oinking face deep in her ass and I could tell by the slurping sounds that Louise was cleaning my cum right out her asshole.Jackie walked over and stared down at my tearful face."We have decided to let you join your slut wife as a slave to the two of us." She smiled down at me. "That means from now on we own your ass just like your wife and we can do whatever we want with it and whenever we want. You will serve our every whim at anything, any place, and in any way we demand and well let you stay in your tiny little house and cuddle up like good little doggies when we dont want you. Is that understood?"She pressed her foot down on my ass above pushing my legs tighter down on my chest."Yes mistress. Anything you want mistress." I begged."As a matter of fact. We may have mommy slut live with you for a while, or your piggy wife, or no one." She laughed."Yes mistress." I yelled as my cock was getting hard at the thought."I think we should make him a gardener slave too." Laurel yelled over. "He can mow and clean both yards in the nude while we enjoy the puppies when we want. Maybe well shove a carrot up his tight ass so hell stay excited the whole time.""Yes mistress." I yelled out as my cock started leaking again."Look at the wimp." Jackie cried out. "His cock getting all wet and hard thinking about how we are going to use his worthless ass. What a wimp."I couldnt deny it. My cock was as hard as ever and dripping all over my chest."Bring mommy slut over and lets let her clean his tiny little dickie while we have some fun with the pig." Jackie yelled over to Laurel. "Remember not to cum or Laurel may have to get that big bad switch on your big butt again."I watched in horror as Joan was crawling over as fast as she could. She was going to enjoy this knowing I dare not cum again. She quickly engulfed my cock in her mouth and started working it feverously as I fought as hard as I could not to cum. The thought of that switch on my sore ass again was more than I could bear but Joan was working my cock like a pro trying to get me off. Payback time, I thought, knowing I had roughly shoved my cock in her asshole like a post hole digger and didnt even care.I tried to think of other things but Joan mouthing was driving me crazy as my whole body shook and I screamed out in pain and surprise. Joan was still working it as I wiggled wildly on the ground."Looks like the bitch came again." I heard Jackie say from afar. "What are we going to do with a doggie that cant control his own cum."I heard the girls laughing and then Joan face as she removed her mouth from my cock. She had a big grin on it knowing that I was in big trouble and moved to the side."I know what we can do." I heard Laurel voice as the girls neared and I squirmed on the ground in fear. I watched them approached fearing the worst of the switch again."Get up bitch." Jackie demanded.I managed to get up slightly wobbly from laying on the ground so long with my ass in the air and stood there shaking. Jackie grabbed my ear and roughly pulled me over to a nearby tree and stood there waiting as Laurel showed up with some rope that had been used on Joan earlier. The two girls tied my hands in back and I knew they were going to whip me as I pleaded for their mercy. Finally Laurel got down on her knees and tied another rope around my cock and balls and threw it over a nearby tree limp. They pulled it till my cock and balls were straight up and I had nowhere else to move without pulling them off and tied it that way. I was completely immobile."That should hold him while we go back to his house and enjoy a nice tongue bath." Jackie said giving my cock a pat with her palm as I yelped. "If hes lucky, we may be back in an hour of two to let him free. That is unless we go to sleep."The thought of hanging like that for two hours was beyond belief as I screamed out for mercy, begging to do anything."Come on slut puppies." Laurel was saying. "My ass can really use a good tonguing after a good workout."I watched them walking off with Joan and Louse meekly following behind. I screamed as loud as I could as I saw them disappearing in the woods. Damn! Shit! Damn!Just a fantasy, how was yours?Pallidan.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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mparty.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/21/mparty.txt | Nicole Bramwell-Douglas had never wanted for anything. She lived with her two doting parents in a large detached house in a picturesque village in Surrey, England. Attendance at one of the many local private schools was the done thing. Poverty or suffering was only something seen on the news or glanced at in her father's newspaper. Her image of the world was very much molded by her school and her parents. The recent 'troubles' which had began to erupt on New Year's Eve 1999 were seen collectively as 'rent-a-mob' encouraged by political extremists. As the recent troubles had, in the main, focused in large cities such as London, Manchester and Liverpool there seemed little to worry about. That was until Friday 3rd March 2000 when Nicole's life would change forever. The day started for the teenager at 7:30am when she arose to find the house in darkness due to a power failure. Her mother was flapping trying to find the candles, whilst Nicole gazed in to her bedroom mirror trying to brush her hair in the half-light. After a hurried breakfast of cornflakes she was driven to school. Once dropped of she reminded her mother that her friend Samantha was sleeping-over and that her mum would be bringing them home.The power cut had not affected the school, which rather depressed Nicole and her classmates. A day off from the strict regime was always welcome but that was not to be. The school day went quickly and Samantha and Nicole waited at the school gate for their lift. They were not waiting long before Mrs. Pendleburry cruised up in the navy blue BMW. The two girls got in to the back and put on the seatbelts. They exchanged pleasantries about the school day with the doting parent. After a twenty-minute drive they were at the large black gates of Nicole's home. They stepped out of the car remembering to thank Mrs. Pendlebury for the lift and waved goodbye as the impressive car disappeared from view. The light in the hall did not work. They noticed a large torch on the table along with a note. It was light enough for Nicole to read it. The message was from her mum. Her father's car had been vandalised so she was going to collect him from his London office. They then made their way upstairs to get changed. It was the rule that school clothes had to be removed once home to prevent them from becoming damaged.Nicole very rarely challenged any of her parent's rules or that of her school. She was soon wearing something more comfortable, trainers, jeans and a sweatshirt. Samantha disappeared into to the bathroom for long soak in the luxurious sunken bath. The radio beside her bed fortunately also worked off batteries and she spent an hour or so signing along to various hits. The news at 6:00pm sounded as awful as ever with news of yobbos rioting around the country.It was now time to eat so she took the torch from her bedside and began to make her way down stairs. She would prepare some sandwiches for when Samantha had finished her bath. As she rounded the corner of the staircase she noticed that the front door was slightly ajar. Hurriedly she moved towards it and closed it. Her dad would be furious if he found it open.*Instinctively she looked down at her watch, '18.06,' she said to herself. Making her way to the kitchen she thought she heard a noise. Occasionally next door's cat got herself shut in and thus thinking nothing of it she walked a little quicker towards the kitchen. Stepping inside she shone the torch around the floor calling the cat. Nicole then shrieked as the torch beam highlighted a pair of dirty boots. The torch fell to the floor and she was aware of a number of figures within the room.Before she could let out another noise hands grabbed her, one finding its way across her mouth. 'Shut up you little bitch,' ordered one of her captors. Nicole was relieved that the voice was female. Her mother had always told her that it was men that were responsible for all the world's troubles. She reasoned that if they were women she would come to no real harm. One of the others had now picked up the torch. Most of the gang had let go of her apart from one who held her arms firmly behind her back. The torch was then shone in her face whilst the woman held her jaw preventing her from moving her head. 'Mummy and daddy very rich?' she questioned. Nicole tried to gaze beyond the light and attempted to answer. 'What lovely clothes you have!' said a young male voice. Nicole wanted to reply and reason with them but the firm hand on her chin prevented her from doing so. Samantha meanwhile had heard the noise a quested something was amiss. She had hurriedly towelled herself down and put back on her school clothes. Quickly she left the bathroom and disappeared in to one of the large rooms. Samantha was a little more worldly wise than Nicole and figured that not investigating a noise was the best thing to do. Like her friend she had never come across poverty and had never wanted for anything. Nothing in her closeted life could have prepared her for this. For the first time in her life she realised that she might be in real danger. The thought gave her a feeling of fear but also of excitement. She craved the romantic and the dark room made her feel like she was on the set of a horror movie. Somehow, simply she felt that she could now cope.A couple of the others had discovered the candles dotted around the kitchen and were busy lighting them. Once lighted they left the room making their away in to the rest of the house. They then let go of her and the remaining youths spoke asking her more polite questions. Nicole realised she was alone with just three young women. They asked about her bedroom and what it was like and about her favourite music. Nicole answered and the youths sniggered.'Lets see your room then!' said one of them as she took her by the arm. With torch in hand the four of them made their way up stairs and entered the bedroom. Immediately they began looking into the large fitted wardrobe, whilst Nicole looked on.They took out a number of items. One girl held the torch whilst the other two pretended to be fashion models, mocking the dresses as they held them up to themselves. Samantha could hear the commotion from her hiding place next door. She was now lying on the floor with her ear pressed up against the wall straining to hear what was being said. Nicole's bedroom door opened and one of the boys handed over a couple of bottles of drink, Nicole recognised the as her fathers favourite red wine. The boy left and the girls started to drink them straight from the bottles. Shining the torch at the label one shouted, 'Fucking hell it's 12.5%, were soon be pissed!'The drink did not take long to take effect and their behaviour became more outrageous. Nicole just sat on the bed keeping quite hiding behind her long auburn hair. Around the house she could here noise as various items of crockery and ornaments were being thrown around. She reasoned that these must be the yoobo's that she had heard her parents talk of. Nicole tried to get a glance at her watch it appeared to say 19.41 but she wasn't sure. It would not be long before her parents arrived home and everything would return to normal.The girls were now removing their tattered clothing and attempting to try on Nicole's dresses and skirts. Two of the captors were about her size and thus could easily fit into her size 10 petite clothing. The other was a good size bigger and thus unable to squeeze in to most of her outfits. 'That sweatshirt would fit me!' the larger girl said shinning the torch at Nicole's chest. She ordered the girl to give it to her. Reluctantly Nicole obeyed taking it off and then reaching for her nightly to cover her bra.'Don't be shy.' Said the girl and pulled the nightwear from her. Nicole sat there a little longer pleased that she was being ignored. The girls had now all found things that fitted and left the room to show the rest of the gang. Nicole reached for one of the discarded t-shirts and put it on.One the girls returned and Nicole recognised her voice as the one who first spoke to her. The young woman though drunk spoke clearly and articulately. She gave Nicole a lecture in political matters. Whilst Nicole did not fully understand all of it she got the general idea. These self-styled anarchists hated everything her parents stood for.The woman told of their hypocrisy and about people starving and suffering. She also informed her that whilst they didn't blame her they did blame the older generation. After some hour or so of friendly but firm indoctrination it was clear to Nicole that she had choice, follow the old ways or the new.Nicole felt that she could now talk. The other two girls had now returned and she began telling them all about her parent's stupid rules and how she believed in justice and freedom. She had of course learnt about democracy and the abolition of slavery at school. Now she had discovered that similar injustices were taking place today and she had to act. As she had finished her speech one of the boys stumbled in to the room.'Hey, look at this!' he announced. He began to hold letters and photographs up to the torch. One of the girls began reading out a love letter. It became clear that it was to her father. Romantically Nicole thought that it was from her mother. But as the letter continued it was from his lover. The boy explained that he found them hidden in the large desk in the office. Nicole's father always kept it locked; it was now clear why he did. Samantha continued to listen in. It was better than any Soap. She was shocked at the revelations and pondered how everything might end. 'This is just another example of the hypocrisy in this country!' announced one of the girls. Nicole agreed in her mind. All those lectures about family values and purity ran through her mind. The boy left leaving some of the lets scattered on the floor. The young woman befriended her and placed her arm around her shoulder. After a few moments Nicole spoke. 'I wish to break away from all these lies and start a new life.'She then continued, 'What should I do?' The girl and her were once again on their own. 'Think of everything they have told you and one by one reject those values. Think of every rule and if you cant think of a good reason for it break it!' With that she got up and left, leaving a burning candle on the dressing table. Nicole thought about everything. She hated her school uniform and her school. She took hold of her school bag and emptied it on the floor. She took out her math exercise book and symbolically tore it up. She caught sight of herself in the mirror. How she hated her long hair, the times she had asked to have it cut shorter. In a flash she reached for the scissors and bravely began hacking at it.It about ten minutes it lay on the floor and she supported a punish crop. She then remembered the beautiful red party dress that her aunty had given her last summer. Her mother had forbidden her to wear it as it was 'too tarty' for a young girl. The problem for her mother being that it had split up both side to the thigh and was backless. The problem of unsuitable underwear, or lack of it had been mentioned and the matter never discussed again. She did not give Samantha more than a passing thought.Presuming that she was either hiding or talking with other members of the gang. From the distant noises Samantha realised that the gang had moved downstairs, but she would not risk moving out of the room just yet.Hurriedly, Nicole took off her t-shirt and bra and found the offending dress at the rear of the wardrobe still in its cover. She slipped it on and stood on tiptoes so as to see it in her mirror. She then slipped of her trainers and jeans and stood on a chair. The split revelled her white boring knickers. She tried to pull them up higher but that did not work.There was only one thing for it, remove them. She did so assertively and them kicked them across the room. Filled with new confidence she walked out of her room toward the noise downstairs. As she turned the corner of the stairwell the torchlight fell upon her. She was greeted by wolf whistles and clapping. She smiled and said thank you. They took it in turns to kiss her on the cheek before they retired to the lounge. Samantha ceased the opportunity and crept towards the door. She listed at it before gently turning the handle. A stream of dim candlelight from Nicole's room lit the hallway, whilst flickers of light came up the stairwell from the ground floor. She edged quietly across the carpeted floor in her bare feet holding on to her pleated tartan skirt so that it would not rustle. The mood down stairs sounded friendly but she could not risk being discovered just in case things got unpleasant. Her confidence started to grow and thus she began to decent the stars one by one listening as she went. Soon she was downstairs just a few steps away from the front door and lounge. She realised that she could get away if only she could make it to the door. A few breathless steps and she made it. She turned at the large brass doorknob and to her disappointment it did not budge. A noise from the room nearby of a bottle being dropped made her startle. Moving speedily she entered the room beside the lounge. She noticed a fabric hanging highlighted by the strong moonlight pouring in through the large windows opposite. This would be a good vantage point to listen in she reasoned.Samantha walked the short distance to the hanging and carefully pulled it aside. It was then she remembered the New Year's Party and that this was the doorway leading into the lounge. There was no door but rather a curtain in front of her. This explained why the voices sounded so loud. Samantha carefully positioned herself. Not only could she hear what was going on but also now she could see thanks to the small chink in the curtains. Nicole sat on the large sofa, facing Samantha, and was soon joined by two of the girls. Everyone seemed to have a bottle or can of drink except her. This was soon reminded and she was handed a bottle of white wine. She had drunk it before but never in such an unladylike way. Within a short while she had drunk a large amount and was clearly drunk. She stood to her feet and the torch once again feel on her. The radio brought from her room played dance music and she attempted to dance. The other girls joined in too. One of them began removing the black shirt she had 'borrowed' from Nicole.'It's only fair that I give this back to you.' She said as she fumbled with the buttons. The other two started to follow suite. 'Off with the rags of imperialism and hypocrisy' came the slurred cry of one of them. 'Put the light on me!' shouted one of the girls. One of the crowd obliged. She began to hum the tune to The Stripper and the others joined in. She began to gyrate and slowly allow the borrowed dress to fall off one shoulder and then the other. She held it up at the front provincially for a few moments and danced around the room. Then hands removed it feel revelling her small but pert breasts for all to see. A quick wiggle and it was over her hips. Another and it fell revelling her bare bottom and mound for all to see. She stepped out of the dress and stood in front of one of the boys. With her legs open she stood gyrating in front of him. Nicole had once seen a late night movie were a woman had done this only wearing a g-string. With that the other young women started to yank off their remaining items. In a few short moment s they were naked.Nicole had watched the whole thing and was amazed and somewhat aroused. Nudity was another house rule the fact that naked people were now dancing in the lounge was strangely exiting and outrageous. Samantha found it difficult to not make any noise. The shock at seeing her friend wearing a tarty dress and having short punky hair was bad enough.She almost gave out a load gulp at the sight of the girl baring her breasts. She knew she shouldn't watch such dirty things but could not tear her eyes away. What would her parents say! *The alcohol and the excitement was all getting a bit too much for Nicole and she left the room to find her way to the kitchen to get a drink. On opening the large fridge and found an opened cartoon of orange juice and drank the contents straight from the container.Samantha realised she might have a chance of intercepting Nicole outside of the room. Carefully she moved from her concealed position and walked towards the hallway. The click of fridge door confirmed that she was in the kitchen. What neither friends had realised was that girls had followed Nicole, and was thus she was a little startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder.She giggled and spoke, 'Aren't I naughty I'm drinking this from the carton not a glass!''We think you would like to be even more naughty than that!' responded the leading girl.Nicole could just make out her face and thought it looked angelic. 'Mmmmm' said Nicole. 'I want to be very naughty indeed!' She threw her arms in the air and swirled drunkenly around. Samantha thought it still wise to be careful and decided to approach the kitchen from the Dinning Room entrance next door. The recent New Year's Party had helped her familiarise herself with the layout of the house. Once inside she viewed Nicole's drunken spectacle and the tail end of the conversation through the ajar serving hatch. Again she had difficultly not exclaiming and placed her hand over her mouth. Despite the partial light she could clearly see the three naked women surrounding her drunken friend. They were helping her sit on the edge of the large kitchen table. The conversation seemed banal with constant slurred references to 'naughtiness' by all concerned. Samantha vision was blocked by two of the naked women who appeared to holding Nicole's feet as she lay back on the table. The remaining one seemed to be at the top of the table holding her wrists. Nicole was not complaining only giggling. Her friend presumed that they were being caring and preventing her from injuring herself. She stained her eyes trying to see more.At this point the two women parted. Samantha quickly re-focused only to see her friend's legs being raised and opened. The two women made themselves along the side of the table until level with Nicole's waist. Still she did not complain despite the fact that her dress was raised and that her tiny red knickers could be seen. 'How unladylike!' thought Samantha to herself.Despite her indignation she could not help her voyeuristic tendency to look. The remaining girl walked in to view and once again blocked her vision. She seemed to be fumbling about and Nicole was now giggling 'Stop... Stop... as though she was being tickled. The girl lowered herself so that her face was on the table. Samantha then got the shock of her life! Nicole's knickers were gone!Samantha collected her thoughts and continued staring at the scene in front of her. 'I can see her bare fanny!' was the only thought to enter in to her mind. However, what she could now see was even worse. The young woman prostrate on the table was gently caressing the exposed pubic area. The few mousy wispy hairs were being tenderly stroked. Samantha felt a strange feeling in her tummy that she had never felt before. She felt her nipples stiffen and a strange wetness damped her school knickers.As much as she felt she should not watch she could not avert her gaze. She looked on as the giggling subsided and were replaced by gentle moans of pleasure. The cries of delight were greatly increased as Samantha witnessed the woman's tongue licking at the cleft amidst the wispy hair. Whilst she had been paying attention to her friend's stimulation she had failed to notice that the other two women had pulled the dress down. Samantha's attention was drawn to this fact when the woman in front of her ceased her activities so that Nicole could be sat up on the table. She wondered why Nicole's small pert small breasts glistened in the moonlight.It became obvious when the two women began sucking, licking and kissing them. Nicole leant back on her arms with her eyes closed and appeared to be enjoying the sensation. She was then repositioned knelling on the table. Her bottom was facing Samantha and her legs were opened. She then rested her chest on the table. Samantha obtained the best view yet.She could clearly see her glistening opening and her anus. Then the other two women took their turn in pleasuring the young girl. She looked on eagerly as fingers gently entered the virgin's opening. Each woman in turn licking her and then inserting her small finger. The final woman taking al little longer and moving her digit in and out of the eager and willing teenager.Samantha to her disgust realised that she was involuntarily rubbing on of her breasts with the flat of her hand. She hurriedly stopped leaving her nipples pushing hard against her bra. Movement in the kitchen brought her to senses. Nicole had discarded her dress and was naked standing on the floor and appeared a little more sober. The women were now sitting along one side of the table their feet resting on the edge and legs wide open.Samantha wondered why they were doing so. She did not have to wait long to find out. Nicole was being instructed on how to pleasure them as they had done to her. One by one she moved along the line obeying their gentle and individual requests. Whilst they waited they prepared themselves, rubbing first gently and then vigorously between their legs. Samantha could not see very much from her position she fully understood what was happening. Instinctively she allowed her hand to feel herself through her skirt. She knew it was dirty but who would know she reasoned. The fabric of the tartan skirt made it difficult to pleasure herself. On a couple of occasions she had touched herself there through her knickers.Once upstairs on an empty bus her underwear was cutting in to her. She had rubbed herself gently and discreetly hoping to prevent the annoyance. To her shame she had rubbed herself for about five minutes until the bus stopped and some more passengers got on. The other occasion was after games at school. She had showered after everyone else as she had been asked to help the teacher carry some books over to a classroom.Whilst towelling herself in the corner of empty changing room she spent a little too long 'dying' herself. On that occasion she was only brought to her senses by the school bell. Samantha had not told anyone of these experiences. But now she wanted stimulation as never before. She moved away from the serving hatch and lay against one of the walls. If she was quick, no one would know she thought. Hurriedly she unfastened the skirt and carefully removed it so as to prevent any rustling noise that the garment was prone too. She opened her legs and stoked her opening through the now damp knickers. She was reminded again of the after shower experience where she had stood rubbing herself gently with the soft white towel. Harder and harder she pleasured herself. Images of what she had witnessed flowed in to her mind. She wanted to be seduced just like her friend. Anyone would do right now. She would not resist. If only all the boys from across the hall would come in now. She fanaticised about them grabbing her. Ripping her clothing from her body. Kissing her every ware. To her shame she also pictured her friend licking her and all the women. Yes, she would lick them too if only she could be satisfied! At this she let out a muffled gasp and climaxed, sliding gently to the ground down the wall. Samantha was unaware that for the past ten minutes or so she was being watched. Two of the young men had crept in to the room.They had viewed her foundling her breast. Removing her skirt and masturbating. Despite the alcohol they did not find her difficult to resist. The girls were up to various antics next door and Nicole had completely forgotten about her friend. Samantha opened her eyes to see two young men standing in front of her with their jeans and underwear down. Both had erections, which to her seemed enormous. She did not scream or get embarrassed. She had heard all the stories from her friends and read about it in magazines, but now it seemed right to do it for real. Soon she was on her back on the floor. Her knickers were being pulled down and she felt his finger easing its way inside.She was now wet and eager. He knew it was time and gently began slipping his engorged member in to her. She held her breath at first but was surprised how little it hurt and how enjoyable it was. After a few minutes he was finished. How she yearned for more. The other boy took over he was very eager and less gentle. As he became more passionate he began pulling at her blouse yanking it open. Her bra was soon pulled up releasing her aching breasts. Then it was over. He got up and left her and she fell asleep. She was awoken with a strange feeling. She looked down in the half-light to see someone's head between her legs. She positioned herself to make the sensation greater. In her half awakened state she realised that she was being licked and was giving herself over to this wonderful sensation. The mouth moved away and she begged for it not to stop.Soon it began again but with a different technique. After some moments it stopped again but soon restarted even better than before. Then it stopped once more to be replaced by a more gently technique. Once it finally finished she felt she must thank him. She pulled herself up on to her elbows. To her horror it was a girl's face she saw coming up for air not a boy. She then looked beyond her to see three other two girls smiling and she realised what had happened. 'Was that good?' questioned Nicole now sitting between her legs. Samantha had to agree that it was.The gang got up and left. The room was now empty. They cuddled up together on the thick carpet and went asleep Nicole awoke the next morning. What a dream... or was it reality?L.Clyde. April [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 21 |
jessica2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/jessica2.txt | As I passed the kitchen window, I looked out towards the driveway for a clue of who was knocking at my back door. The driveway was empty, but the bicycle leaning on the walkway railing gave me a pretty good idea who it might be, which in turn put an instant knot in my stomach. As I turned the corner, I could see clearly through the large glass pane in the door and my suspicion was confirmed. Jessica.Don't get me wrong. Just the sight of her smiling face brought me joy and made my heart pound in my chest, especially today as I immediately made note of the plaid skirt, white blouse and white socks that made up her school uniform. However, since our little tryst in the woods the previous week, I had been living with the gnawing fear that the police were but a few steps behind me. So seeing her at my house, in broad daylight, and as I now noted, with my jerk of a next-door neighbor out mowing his grass, the simple fear of prison that had kept me walking the straight and narrow my entire life, at least prior to last week, was like a knife in my gut.Noticing that she carried a box in her left hand, I concluded she had chocolates for a fund-raiser, presumably for school. She was simply here to see if she could get me to support some school function, or at least that was the pretense. I had to smile at her cleverness, but it did little to ease my disquiet.To be bluntly honest with myself, my unease was well founded. Jessica was twelve years old, I was a grown man, and we had developed in the past week what could politely be described as an intimate relationship. In the eyes of the law, however, I was certain I would not likely be afforded politeness. The terms child molester and pedophile came to mind, and I cringed. Such poor descriptors for what we shared. If you considered that this was not her first visit to my home since our sexual escapade in the woods, I had ample cause for concern. In less than a week she had been at my house twice. I was scared to death people would notice, and like a scarlet letter, as irrational as it may sound, I was certain the shame of my actions and my thoughts were visible to all observers when I was in her presence.I opened the door with a smile and quickly stepped outside, making sure both Jessica and I were visible to my neighbor as he rolled back and forth on his mower. The urge to grab her up in my arms and hug her was overwhelming, but I was pretty sure that would raise some eyebrows.'Hey girl, what are you up to?' With great effort, I was as casual as I could be.'Want to buy some candy mister?' I had to laugh.'Sure, let's have a look at what you've got.'She affected a pout, a twinkle in her eye as she picked up on my unintentional innuendo. 'We can't unwrap the goods out here in the open.'I was being teased by a twelve year old girl. I felt a stirring in my groin at the thought.'Well then, I guess I'll have to trust you that it's a good buy.'She smiled. 'Can you come to the park tomorrow?' This was not the first time since last Friday that she had been so direct, but I was still taken aback. There was no doubt what she was asking. I looked around as if there were people nearby that might overhear.An analyst would quickly see that concern about the immoral and criminal nature of my relationship with Jessica was only part of the problem troubling me. In all my years, this girl turned me on like nothing I had ever known. It had been nearly a week since we had explored the joys of man-girl sex, and I had been in a constant, and very distracting, state of arousal ever since. Jessica was on my mind when I woke up, all day while I was at work, in the evenings when I came home, and when I lay in bed at night. I had jerked off every night to her memory, and many times in between. I had trouble focusing at work. I found myself driving slowly past her house when I came home, hoping to get a glimpse of her. She had become something of an obsession with me, to say the least.The same psychologist would probably find it humorous, and no doubt very telling, to learn how many times I swore it would never happen again. Jessica and I had experimented with sex, that couldn't be changed, but I knew in my heart that I needed to be mature enough and moral enough to say it ended there. The need and desire to make amends was constantly on my mind. But my vows to restrain myself were typically followed by wild fantasies and longing memories of Jessica. She had me in turmoil, torn between the innocent, sweet love we shared, and the bred-in need I had to do the right thing. Perhaps predictably, I knew which side was winning, as evidenced by the urges I felt as I stood here looking into her beautiful eyes.As I said before, this was not the first time Jessica had come to my house, and not the first time I had witnessed how directly she addressed her wants. Our first sexual tryst had occurred last Friday afternoon. Saturday night, I had been home alone when a similar knock had come to my back door. I was astounded to find Jessica there, out of breath.To make a long story short, her parents had gone out to a dinner party, leaving her at home with her older brother. The brother was engrossed in a television program, and Jessica had simply sneaked out the back door. I spent the last 24 hours since getting naked with an under-age girl worrying that the SWAT team was going to descend upon me any second. Now she was here at my back door, after slipping out of the house without permission, and I was terrified. I had stepped outside into the night air, dressed in a thin pair of shorts I sleep in, and a tank top, knowing without a doubt I should not let her into my house. She had jumped into my arms, and I had held her tight, breathing in the freshness of her blond hair. She pressed her body hard against me, and we had kissed, and I had even noted that her kissing was improving very quickly. At first enthralled, I had suddenly panicked, once again scared out of my mind. Peering out into the darkness in search of potential witnesses, I tried to push her away, asking her to go home.She had been crushed by my over-reaction. Her face fell, her shoulders slumped, and tears welled up in her eyes. She stared at me in confusion, her sudden sadness ripping out my heart. Realizing the magnitude of my error, but still afraid, I had moved her quickly into the yard towards the deep shadows by the garage. Trying to correct my mistake, I had dropped to one knee so I looked up into her face.'Jessica, I'm so sorry. I'm just so afraid that we'll get caught together. People won't understand, and we'll get in so much trouble.''I understand.' She looked at me for a minute, her features softening. 'No one knows. I know we have to keep it a secret. I swear.'I raised my hands to her shoulders, lightly stroking her. 'It's just so dangerous for you to come here like this.''I couldn't help it. I couldn't quit thinking about you.' Based on how I had been acting all week, that sounded like something that I should be saying. I had to smile, and I pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her as she did the same. 'I know. I'm the same way.'Turning my head upward, I kissed her tenderly. She eagerly responded, and our tenderness quickly turned to passion as my tongue explored her delicious mouth. I could feel her tiny breasts pressed against me, and my cock began to swell in my shorts, making me wish I was wearing underwear.This time I pushed her away gently. 'You need to go before your brother starts looking for you. It's not that I don't want to be together, we just have to be careful''OK.' Her smile was tinged with sadness, but I knew this time it was because she would rather stay. She started to step away, and then paused, and I knew she wanted to say something.'What is it?''I wanted to try something. What you mentioned yesterday....you know..... as we walked back.'And that was it. I had known exactly what she was talking about, and in that instant all my resolved failed. All my worries that I had done something horribly immoral, horribly wrong, all my concerns that I simply was not a good person, were cast aside. I was mad about this girl, and she had just struck a nerve.Perhaps it was Jessica's directness that had made it so easy for me to forsake all my concerns, and my commitment to do the right thing. Realizing what she had been thinking about, to the point that she would simply blurt it out, turned me on instantly. It thrilled me to know that this beautiful twelve year old girl was fantasizing about giving me a blowjob. Without a reply I had stood, taken a quick look around, and then moved with her a little further into the back yard, to the picnic table. Well into the shadows. I faced her, and we searched each other's eyes in the darkness, me wanting to be sure she knew what she was asking, her not sure I was consenting. To remove any doubt, I had peeled my tank top over my head and tossed it on the picnic table.She had stepped forward, and I pulled her close, delighting in the feel of her small hands on the small of my back. As I kissed the top of her head, her hands had slipped inside my shorts, then slowly worked their way from back to front. I was both surprised by her forwardness, and thankful that things were moving quickly. Time was of the essence. When she slid my shorts over my hips and past my now swollen cock, I felt them drift to the ground.In the end, I had taken a seat at the picnic table, and Jessica had knelt between my legs. She had been eager and excited as she sucked my cock, her hands everywhere. Like the previous day, the sheer excitement of seeing my cock in the mouth of this pretty young girl drove me quickly towards orgasm. Only today it was further enhanced by the wonderful contrast of being totally naked while she was fully dressed.Unlike the previous day, this time I did not hold back. I had given her fair warning before I came, but she was still overwhelmed. I could feel her swallowing, but my come nevertheless dribbled down her chin, dripping onto the front of her tee shirt. Through my pleasure I felt some concern that she would not enjoy the experience, that it was too much, that I should have restrained myself somewhat. But her contented purring, as her ravenous mouth continued to suck on my dick, had told me otherwise. The vibrations she created with her mouth were wonderful, and I lay my head backwards onto the table in total bliss.Jessica had found it amusing a few minutes later when I had licked my own come from her chin. I kissed her deeply, reveling in the musky taste I had left behind, and the knowledge of how it got there. But it had to end.'Go home. Don't let your brother see that shirt.' I had been urgent, but kind. With one last kiss she had gone, jogging across the back yards to her own house. I sat naked at the picnic table for a long time, wondering if Jessica was a treasure or a curse. I couldn't decide which answer had been confirmed when my cock got hard and I jerked off to another orgasm.Now as I pondered her proposition for the next day, Friday, the memory of the previous Saturday night, and all the fantasies since, left little doubt that Jessica was a curse. A sweet, devilish, irresistible curse that I cherished.'Don't you have school?''We're getting out at lunch again.'I reached for my wallet, creating the illusion of a genuine transaction, as I considered her offer. This under-age girl had propositioned me. I spent the better part of the afternoon chastising myself for my behavior with Jessica, vowing to never let it happen again. But as I stood before her, those thoughts were a distant memory, as I recalled my favorite fantasy of the past week.'OK, maybe.' She brightened visibly as I hesitated, wanting to take the next step but momentarily lacking the confidence. In the end I just blurted it out. 'Will you let me take some pictures of you?'She was slow to respond, as she thought about my question, then her lips curled up in a smile. 'OK.'It was that easy. Was I ever in trouble.I bought three chocolate bars that I didn't want from Jessica, and then sent her on her way, trying to make sure my nosy neighbor caught it all. As she walked to her bike, I had a thought.'Can you wear that uniform?''Sure.' She seemed positively buoyant as she rode away on her bike, my eyes unconsciously riveted on her sweet little behind.As it dawned on me that I had put my fantasy into words, there was no doubt in my mind that pictures were a huge risk. In a court of law, they would be the evidence that made it easy for a jury to send me to live in a cell with a moron named Bubba without so much as a hint of remorse. But I had already thought about that, rationalizing that I could put them on a CD that could easily be hidden away. Whether this was sensible or not didn't matter at all. Jessica's tender little body had become an obsession, and I wanted to freeze it in time, before she grew up.I barely slept that night, finding myself instead in a battle of right and wrong. At one moment I was totally aroused about Jessica and our planned rendezvous, my cock rock hard and demanding attention. The next moment I was nearly overcome by regret for my actions, concern that I was hurting Jessica, and fear of prison. When I finally arose from a fitful rest, it was surprisingly easy to suppress the demons of the night and let the overly aroused half of my psyche take over. After all, Jessica had started all this. I headed off to the store to buy a high capacity disk for my digital camera without a second thought. I put a blanket and a few other items in a back pack and headed off to the park early, as if I were some kind of covert agent casing a locale before a secret meet. In reality, the anticipation was too great, and I couldn't stand to wait around the house any longer.Jessica was later than I expected, which pushed my anxiety level even higher. As it turned out, the anticipation, and all my devious planning, was for naught. Sitting on the bench where Jessica and I had first initiated our relationship, I was watching across the open field when I finally saw her. Jessica was not alone. With her was a slightly taller blonde, who appeared to be older. It was a long walk across the field, and my heart sank lower with every step the two girls took. I simply could not believe this was happening, and my anger flared. I was mad about the brief running shorts I had chosen, which were probably not appropriate now, and I quickly adjusted them. I was mad that she may have betrayed our faith. But I was mostly mad that my fantasy, carefully nurtured all morning, was ruined. As they neared the bench, I buried my disappointment and took a couple of deep breaths to relax, trying to control my emotions and look totally at ease. Trying to think clearly, I wondered if I should act as if this was a chance meeting. But surely the other girl realized they had walked directly to me. 'Hey Jessica, how are you doing?'She smiled sweetly, and I thought I caught a glimmer in her eye. 'Good. This is my cousin Amy. I forgot she was coming to stay with us this weekend.' Jessica blushed as she offered this quick explanation, and I realized she was telling the truth. Oh well, best laid plans and all that. Just hearing her voice caused my anger to melt away.We chatted for a few minutes, and I learned that Amy was a year older, and that her dad and Jessica's dad were brothers. The family resemblance was obvious. She had a similar build to Jessica, except that being older she was a little taller and her breasts were more developed. Both girls wore shorts and simple shirts, Jessica again having straps that tied on her shoulder whereas Jessica had on a tee shirt. Noting that Jessica did not wear the bra I had seen the previous day under her blouse, I privately lamented the fact that she was not in her uniform as promised. She carried a large drawstring hand bag, which looked out of place, and she plopped it down on the bench next to me.We continued to talk about school, and about Amy's home, which was the next town over, until I finally decided it was best to move on. Getting up, I grabbed my back pack.'Well girls, it was a pleasure talking to you, but I think it's time for me to jog on home. I have things to do.'Jessica looked surprised. 'Do you have to? I told Amy you were a photographer, and that you were going to take pictures of me.'I was shocked, to say the least. 'You told her that?' The strain in my voice was obvious.'Amy's cool. It's OK.' Jessica smiled nervously, sensing my displeasure. Amy looked coyly away. What exactly had Jessica told her?When I didn't speak, Jessica went on. 'She's not going to say anything. Really.' She sounded worried now. Amy was facing me, nodding in agreement. Clearly these two had talked, but it wasn't clear how much. As badly as I wanted to walk away, I felt the need to find out if Jessica had actually let someone in on our little secret. I was also a bit intrigued with the situation, and the less prudent part of my brain was already calculating the possibilities. I tried to shake the thoughts away, knowing I needed badly to focus and decide what to do.'When did you get here?' I was addressing Amy, and stalling for time while my mind worked, mostly in the wrong direction.'Early this morning. My dad dropped me then drove back home to go to work.''No school?'She smiled like a kid that had been caught at something. It was Jessica that answered. 'We skipped. It was test week. We finished yesterday. We never do anything but watch movies on the Friday after tests. It's the same at her school.' Then she added a quick defense, as if I was going to accuse her of doing something wrong. 'Our parents know we skipped. My brother did it, too.'So know I knew these two had been together all morning, talking about who knows what. If the teasingly shy reactions from Amy were any indicator, I was beginning to believe Jessica had broken our trust. I didn't know whether to be angry or excited, but I was smart enough to sense the danger. Was it possible the secret lasted only a week?Jessica was still trying to explain. 'Amy's soccer team is in a tournament here tomorrow. She always stays with us when they play here.'That explained the lean, athletic look of Amy. I noticed, not for the first time, that Amy was every bit as pretty as Jessica. They had the same general build, and the same blonde hair and brown eyes, marking them as definite relatives. Amy had more freckles on her face, concentrated especially around her nose where exposure to the sun was greatest, no doubt from time on the soccer field. As I looked her over, my mind was heading in directions I needed to avoid. 'Are you mad at me?' Jessica gave me a wistful look, biting down on her lower lip. Any anger I may possibly have felt dissipated instantly, which I'm sure was the desired effect.Conventional wisdom dictated that I leave, breaking off any further relationship with Jessica. The risk was too great, the price too high. She may have already betrayed our trust. Even as these thoughts passed through my mind, I knew they didn't matter. Last week I was a normal guy. This week I was yearning for this under-age girl.'No.' I smiled at her warmly. 'Never.'How could I ever disappoint this girl? She looked visibly relieved as I unzipped my backpack and slipped out my digital camera. Risks be damned, I wanted to let this game play out, just like the previous week.I had Jessica sit on the bench, and then moved around her as I snapped a few pictures. Years ago I had taken some classes in photography, and even though some of it started to come back, I was purely an amateur. As I studied this pretty girl, I doubted that it would matter. I couldn't make her look bad.Jessica was stiff at first, and I knew enough to know it would show in the photos so I tried to coax her into relaxation. Finally, in a flash of insight I had Amy sit next to her, and took pictures of the two of them. In a matter of minutes they were cutting up and laughing, and relaxation came easy. I congratulated myself on the quick thinking, even as I doubted the purity of my motivations.We moved into the trees, and Jessica preened for me, now totally at ease. I played it straight, just normal photos of a girl in the park, as I continued to ponder the situation between Jessica and Amy. The first hint of sexiness came innocently when I suggested she hold on to a low overhead branch. As she stretched upwards, her small breasts were pressed firmly against the thin cotton shirt, her midriff was exposed, and her shorts rode up into her crotch. I took numerous pictures, with some close-ups using the zoom that she would never know about.Jessica and Amy were giggling a lot, and when I got the chance, I caught shots of Amy as well. Her small, firm breasts pressed invitingly against her tee shirt, and I made certain to catch them in numerous photos. I still believed my lurid afternoon plans were a thing of the past, but that didn't keep the deviant in me from surfacing when the chance was there.'Do you still want pictures of me in my school uniform?'It was a totally unexpected question, but my mind, being much more agile than my facial expressions, went instantly to the drawstring hand bag as I tried to stifle a look of surprise. Thinking it through at light speed, I realized she couldn't very well wear her uniform on a day of no school without drawing attention from her brother, but she had brought it with her. How did she explain that to Amy? Suddenly there was hope that the afternoon might be salvaged. Taking a quick look around, I saw there was no one near us, only a mother with some small children in the play area on the far side of the park. Did I dare encourage Jessica with Amy present?'Yeah. You brought it?' The words just spilled out as if they had a will of their own. 'Yep.' She skipped over to the bench and grabbed her bag, and then she and Amy ran off into the woods without another word, laughing as they went. Now there was little question Amy knew more than I hoped. I could barely see them behind the trees and brush, yet tried in vain to watch as Jessica changed, the deviant in me once again taking control. The thought of Jessica changing clothes in the woods as Amy watched was driving me crazy.Amy came out first, smiling, the bag in her hand. When Jessica stepped back into view, she set her legs and spread her arms as if she had just landed a difficult dismount in gymnastics. She looked as sexy as ever in her green and blue plaid skirt, white blouse, white socks, and soft black shoes. I immediately started clicking pictures as she walked towards me.When I finally paused and pulled the camera from my eye, Jessica was right in front of me. The first thing I noticed was that the bra she had been wearing under her uniform the previous day was missing. Her breasts are very small, merely raised aureoles that came up an inch or so off her chest, but the dark area around the nipples was visible through the material of the blouse. My heart beat wildly in my chest as I distinctly remembered just how much her young breast buds turned me on. I directed Jessica into the sunlight, taking numerous pictures intended to capture the sight of her young breasts showing through the shirt. With the sun at her side, her buds were very obvious. As I looked at Jessica, I knew that Amy, just to my left, had to be able to see the same thing, and probably realized what I was up to. More and more I believed Amy knew what was going on. I felt a stirring in my groin, and shifted my position so my shirt would do a better job of covering my crotch.Of her own accord, Jessica climbed up into a small tree, and as I photographed her moving amongst the limbs a number of shots looked up her skirt, catching her panties. There were white with a small flower pattern. Now things were definitely getting sexy. As she settled into a crook where a large limb met the trunk, her knees were drawn up to her chest, leaving no doubt Jessica knew quite well what she was doing. She was showing me her panties on purpose. After several shots, I took a quick, anxious look around to once again confirm we were alone. But something else caught my eye, and my attention settled on Amy, who was watching Jessica as if mesmerized, her arms folded tightly across her chest. As the deviant in me kicked into high gear, I began to wonder just how far I could push this, all thoughts of caution tossed to the wind. My nervousness, my concerns, were no match for the compelling urge to see if I was reading this right. Looking around and seeing no one else nearby, I boldly suggested to Jessica that she hang upside down on a limb as if it were a monkey bar. She didn't hesitate, even though her skirt inverted, hanging down to her head. Bingo. Her panties were now fully on display, and I had her hold her position as I took pictures from all angles. Amy was giggling nervously, eyes wide, one hand still folded over her chest as the other covered her mouth in amazement.When Jessica called for help to get down, Amy threatened to leave her hanging for being so shameless. I was able to get a number of great shots of the two girls together once Amy finally agreed to assist. When Jessica was firmly on the ground, she started whispering to Amy, the two of them laughing as they stole glances my way. Then the two of them stepped behind the tree, blocking my line of sight. Amy was first once again to come back into view, moving away to the side as she studiously avoided eye contact, and my heart skipped a beat. When Jessica stepped back into view, I knew the afternoon was saved, and I hoped the two spare camera disks in my pocket were going to be enough. Jessica's blouse was unbuttoned all the way down, to where it tucked into her skirt. I could see bare skin as far as her navel, but her teeny breasts remaining covered. She plopped down on the ground against the tree, knees up, her panty-covered crotch looking right at me. She was biting down anxiously on her lower lip. It was sexy as hell, and I snapped off a number of photos. Had I been thinking clearly, I would have paused to marvel at such audacity from a twelve year old. In fact I would have marveled at such audacity had it been a grown woman. Turned on by the boldness of this innocent girl, but nervous nonetheless, I paused and carefully scanned the area around us. We were still alone, and I said a silent prayer of thanks, certain at that moment that I was the luckiest guy alive. Glancing at Amy, I saw she was watching Jessica as they shared what I could only call a knowing look. Amy was definitely a co-conspirator, and my imagination began to run wild. The fears of a short time ago were long forgotten. Opportunity knocked.With just enough sanity remaining to know we needed to move to a safer area, I broke the spell of the moment. 'Why don't we take a walk in the woods?'With Jessica's blouse unbuttoned, her knees up so Amy and I could look right up her skirt, and with the memories of our walk a week ago, innuendo was heavy in the air. Jessica jumped up immediately.'Let's go.'She was more eager than I was. I had packed a couple of items in my backpack and I went back to the bench to grab it. With Amy present I knew I may not have a use for everything I brought, at least as I had envisioned, but I knew for certain I needed the blanket. Jessica and Amy had already ventured into the woods, and I hurried to get in front of them.'I'm going to move ahead of you, then take pictures as you walk through the woods.'Jessica nodded her understanding. Amy looked at me with a question. 'Should I walk with you?''No. I'd like to have you in the pictures.' I held my breath.'OK.'I exhaled, and my heart was pounding. Maybe I was going to get lucky. Maybe this afternoon would surpass even my wildest fantasies.I jumped out ahead of them, and then leaned on a tree to steady my hand as I took aim with my camera. I knew in an instant the pictures were going to be incredibly sexy. Jessica looked beautiful with her blond hair pulled back and her shirt unbuttoned in a very provocative manner. Amy was every bit as pretty, and her normal attire of shorts and tee shirt offered delicious contrast.Like a childhood game of leap frog, I repeated the process of moving ahead of the girls a few times as we moved deeper into the woods, then remarkably I had to pause to put a new disk in the camera. The first disk held over 300 photographs at high resolution, and I couldn't believe it was already full. Realizing I was taking way too many shots, and that it was quite possible these girls would go further than I initially thought, I made a mental note to be more conservative. The girls chatted while I worked with the camera, and I realized I could see inside Jessica's shirt, her left breast bud inviting. I felt my cock stiffening, certain it was noticeable if they happened to look.The brief glimpse of Jessica's breast had me yearning for more, my excitement running wild as I moved ahead once again. Growing bolder, I called back to the girls, suggesting they hold hands like two good friends. They didn't even think twice about it. They looked incredibly sexy as they walked hand in hand, Jessica's shirt hanging open suggestively, and I snapped off several pictures as they closed the gap between us. My shutter finger over active once again, and I offered up a private prayer of thanks for my good judgment in buying higher capacity disks this morning.We were now well down the wooded hillside, almost to the creek. A daring thought had been churning through my mind, and I decided it was worth a try. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, or so I reasoned as I let the girls move towards me until they were but a few feet away.'Amy, I want you to something for me.' She literally blushed, and I was pretty certain she expected me to ask her to remove some clothing. 'OK.' 'Stand behind Jessica and reach around her.' I took a deep breath and forged on. The next few seconds would tell me a lot. 'I want you to slowly unbutton her shirt the rest of the way, then remove it from her.'They both giggled, and Jessica covered her mouth in mock surprise, but neither one said no. 'Will you do that?'Amy turned to Jessica. 'OK?' She was actually going to do it. I asked Amy to strip her cousin from the waist up, and she didn't say no. My heart pounded.'Sure.' That Jessica didn't hesitate should no longer have been a surprise to me.I directed the two of them to a spot where the lighting was uniform, worried that the dappled sunlight penetrating the overhead canopy of limbs would detract from the photos. I wanted these to be perfect. Amy stepped awkwardly behind Jessica, her movements stiff as she reached around her cousin.'Do this in real slow motion. And don't look at me. Look at Jessica, as if the two of you are talking. And Jessica, you look back at her.' The slow movements I requested, and the clear directions seemed to put them more at ease, the stiffness disappearing.Amy took hold of Jessica's shirt, just above the skirt line, and then just stood there as the two of them giggled uncontrollably.'Go ahead and get that out of your system. Then I want you to be serious.'I took a few shots while they were laughing, and they really had a hard time bringing it under control. Finally they stopped, and both stood up a little straighter. As Amy started slowly fishing Jessica's shirt tail out of her skirt, I could feel my cock rising. It was erotic to watch. Once the shirt tail was completely out, Amy leaned to one side, looking back into Jessica's face. Jessica had her lower lip pinched tightly under her upper teeth, a sure sign of her excitement. I was barely breathing as I snapped off picture after picture.Slowly, carefully, Amy opened the two remaining buttons. Her hands then moved up to the collar, ready to pull the shirt backwards, off of Jessica's shoulders.'Hold it right there, let me take a few pictures.' I walked around them, photographing the erotic scene from numerous angles. Did they understand just how arousing this was? 'Just another second. You two are beautiful.''OK. When you get the laughing under control again, go slowly.'The giggling stopped quickly this time, both girls sensing the gravity of the moment. Amy began to slowly spread Jessica's shirt open. Jessica broke her stare with Amy and boldly looked right into the camera, totally shameless as her breast buds were exposed, and her shirt was slipped off her shoulders. When she pressed her arms back to let Amy slide the garment completely off, Jessica's small breasts were pointed straight at me. Clicking off photo after photo, I had erotic visions of Amy reaching around and touching Jessica, but I didn't dare push my luck. At least not yet.If it troubled Jessica to be half-naked in front of her cousin and a grown man with a camera, it didn't show. Amy actually seemed the most nervous, but her cheeks were flushed with excitement. I took a quick look around, then stuffed Jessica's shirt in my pack and moved off ahead of them again. This time they held hands without my asking, confirming my belief they were having as much fun as I. These images of one half-naked under-age girl on a walk in the woods with her best friend were going to be priceless. The eroticism of watching Jessica and Amy walk together was so intense, it was actually disappointing when we reached the creek. But disappointment was temporary, tempered with the belief that things were going to quickly escalate, if I had my way. I took out the blanket and spread it on the moss covered ground, then took numerous photos of Jessica as she lay back on the ground and relaxed. As she moved from pose to pose, she took every opportunity to show her panties, flirting with the camera like a pro. My favorite was when she lay flat on her back, her head to one side, her tiny breasts poking straight up, and her hand pulling the hem of her skirt high to show the crotch of her panties. Her suggestion was obvious, and I knew the image would be unforgettable.Back on her feet, she moved to a pile of boulders, as I photographed her climbing around like a half-naked kid. When I decided to coax her out of her panties, she didn't even blink. I took a whole series of shots as she reached under her skirt, slowly slid her panties down her legs, over her knees, and then off her feet, throwing them nonchalantly on the nearby blanket. Amy had her hand over her mouth, feigning shock, and I snapped a shot of her, hoping to catch the wicked twinkle in her eyes.She wagged her finger at Jessica like a scolding mother. 'You are a very bad girl.'As I guided Jessica through several poses, she started lifting her legs like before, only this time showing pussy instead of panties. I snapped off the pictures greedily. She was bold, and it wasn't long before Amy and I got a full view of Jessica's pussy, her legs spread wide with her knees bent as she sat atop a rock, just over head high. I paused with the camera, the memory of my mouth on Jessica's sweet pussy lips too distracting.Talking Jessica back down to the ground, my next suggestion to Amy was made casually, trying to create the impression it was no big deal.'Amy, why don't we do the same thing as before, this time with Jessica's skirt?'Amy blushed and Jessica bit down on her lower lip. The sexual overtones weren't lost on these young girls. When Amy moved towards Jessica without a word, I wanted to do a victory dance.I shifted to the side as Amy slowly released the button on the back of Jessica's skirt, and then eased down the zipper. Jessica stood with her hands on top of her head, elbows pointed to either side, chest pushed forward, doing nothing to impede Amy's work. With the zipper down, Amy stepped closer, holding the skirt at either hip as both girls looked right at the camera. Then Amy simply released the skirt, letting it fall into a puddle at Jessica's feet. Jessica was beautiful, her knee-high socks and shoes accentuating her nakedness. My cock was straining against my shorts, and both girls were staring.I took numerous photos of the two girls standing close together, one naked, the other fully clothed. Then I had Jessica turn around and convinced Amy to kneel down and remove the shoes and socks. Learning from my previous requests, Amy moved slowly as I photographed this remarkably erotic scene. It was beautiful to watch this pretty, fully clothed girl remove the last items of clothing from her friend, and I knew the proximity of Amy's head to Jessica's crotch would be very suggestive in the pictures. After removing the last sock, Amy took this imagery to a new level when she looked up Jessica's body into her face for a moment before rising. I held the button down and took picture after picture.Jessica was completely naked now, and she pranced around before us without a hint of modesty. Noting that she did whatever I asked, my requests became progressively bolder, and many shots had her legs splayed wide open, her pretty hairless pussy on display. When she agreed to kneel on the blanket, ass high in the air, towards me, as she looked back over her shoulder suggestively, I knew she would do anything. Using the zoom, I got close-ups of her pretty pink rosebud, kneeling down to make sure her face was clearly visible in the background.With greater boldness from Jessica came greater anxiety about how exposed we were, even here in the woods. I paused and searched the areas around us for any signs of danger, but just like the previous Friday, we were alone with nature. Satisfied that we were safe and totally turned on by Jessica, I decided on a little boldness myself. I removed my shirt on the pretense that I was getting warm, knowing full well that doing so would give the girls an unimpeded view of my hard cock straining against the front of my shorts. They didn't disappoint me as both sets of eyes immediately dropped to my groin. I ignored the stares and went about my business, glad to let them look. A new idea had come to me, and I was just aroused enough to act on it. 'Jessica.' She was still on her knees, and her eyes came up to mine in answer.'Do you ever play with yourself?'For a girl that showed few signs of being shy, the sudden blush looked out of place. It was answer enough, but she put it to words with a soft voice.'Sometimes.' Then she giggled and added, 'well, a lot this past week.''Where do you do it?' I wanted some of the lurid details.'In bed. And in the tub.''Why don't you pretend you are in bed, and show me what you do.' I intentionally used the singular, thinking she might be too embarrassed if I reminded her Amy was also watching.She hesitated, then slowly rolled over, lying flat on the blanket with her legs slightly spread, her head away from me. It was a wonderful sight, and I took a quick close-up of her smooth pussy mound. Her eyes closed, then slowly her left hand came up to her belly. I expected it to go down, but instead it went up until she was teasing her left breast bud. Her movements were stiff, her nervousness evident. But as her hand slid over to her right breast, she started to relax. It was incredibly erotic to watch her manipulate her own teeny breasts. When she pinched her little bud between her fingers and pulled it away from her body, as I had done the previous week with my mouth, I had her hold it as I took more close-up photos. I thought she had liked the rough treatment when I did it, now I knew it for a fact.By the time her right hand covered her pussy, she was at ease. Jessica spread her legs wide as she rubbed herself freely in front of her cousin and me, knowing full well I was recording it forever with my camera. Watching a girl take a solo flight had always been special to me, but nothing in my history compared to seeing this under-age beauty masturbate on a blanket in the woods. Her fingers rubbed her pussy steadily as she worked her breasts, and I quietly urged her on as I moved around to her side, opposite Amy.Carefully I knelt, maintaining my focus on Jessica, but after another prey. Without being obvious, I switched to a wide angle mode. This allowed me to get Jessica's entire prone body in the shot, but at the same time helped me to acquire my other target. Amy stood with cocked hips, one arm across her chest and the other hand over her mouth. Her small nipples pressed against her shirt, proving her breasts to be quite a bit more mature than Jessica's. She was mesmerized by Jessica, very clearly turned on, and in my new position I was able to capture the erotic image of Amy watching her cousin masturbate. Amy finally realized what I was doing, but she didn't move. However, she did self-consciously shift her arm so that it covered her stiff nipples, proving she was well aware that Jessica's depraved behavior was having an affect on her. As I clicked off the pictures, I realized what I had theorized to be true the previous week was reinforced to fact; Jessica was a naturally submissive girl. She did whatever I asked, and was more than willing when I suggested that Amy come up with something she'd like to see Jessica do. Amy shyly declined, but I got the distinct impression she was briefly tempted by the opportunity to boss the younger girl around. As I fantasized about the possibilities, it was an easy matter to get Jessica back on her knees, reaching back between her legs to rub her pussy. I even got her to rub her asshole for a moment before she finally became embarrassed, and even though she stopped, it was not before I preserved it with the camera. My second disk was now full, and as I changed to my third and final disk, I was silently thankful that I had decided to buy two spares instead of just one. Surprised by how many pictures I had taken, I committed once again to be conservative, worrying that this final disk would run out too soon. As I worked on the camera, I wondered if Jessica could masturbate to orgasm. I also contemplated Amy, feeling pretty certain now that I could get her to remove some, if not all, of her clothing. Amy was spending a lot of time looking at my swollen cock, and I gave her every opportunity, curious what Jessica might have told her. But I wasn't ready for Amy just yet; I had something else in mind. Something I had considered when I filled my backpack, but figured was not possible since Amy was along. Now I wasn't so sure.Jessica seemed reluctant when I urged her to her feet, and even as she stood, she kept one hand cupped over her little pussy. I motioned her to me, and she stepped up willingly. She was such a beautiful girl, and I admired her hard little body, longing to once again touch her delicate breast buds. Her brown eyes were shining as she smiled at me, and when I leaned in to kiss her, she responded eagerly. As our mouths opened and our tongues entwined in passion, I heard a sharp intake of breath from Amy to our left. I kissed Jessica for several minutes, letting Amy watch, and when I felt Jessica's arms come around me, I leaned forward to press my hard cock into her belly. I did it slowly so Amy could see it all. When Jessica's hands started drifting downward towards my crotch, I stopped her, certain that doing so disappointed Amy as much as Jessica.'Will you let me tie you up again for a few pictures?'Jessica simply nodded up and down like a good little submissive, not the least bit worried about my suggestion.Asking Amy to hold the camera, I stepped over to my pack and removed a long piece of heavy cord. I had Jessica hold her hands out in front of herself, and then ever so carefully I began to bind them together with one end of the cord. As I had hoped, Amy clicked a couple of pictures of me doing this. Wanting to be in some of the pictures, I had already decided that this disk would be the most incriminating. As I tied the knot at Jessica's wrists, I imagined how exciting it would be to see the photos of a dressed grown man binding the hands of a naked twelve year old girl in the middle of the woods.Looking for the tree I needed to complete my fantasy, I led Jessica a ways up the hill. She followed like a tethered animal without question, the mirth in her eyes betraying her excitement. Finding my objective, I maneuvered Jessica into position and tossed the loose end of the cord over a limb several feet above her. As I pulled the cord, her hands were drawn up over her head. I could hear Amy giggle as she took more pictures. I stretched Jessica's arms tight, then tied the cord to a small sapling and stepped away. What a beautiful sight Jessica was. Her arms were pulled up tight to either side of her head, framing her pretty face. Her wide shoulders tapered to a flat, narrow waist, and her little breast buds pointed out towards Amy and me invitingly. Her hips flared out, the hip bones prominent in her young frame. Her baby smooth pussy was still pink from all the rubbing. Her legs were long and strong. And last but not least, she was totally helpless. We watched her squirm against her bonds as she tried to find the most comfortable position. It was intensely erotic to see such a lovely young girl naked, tied up, and totally vulnerable in the woods, and my cock throbbed in my shorts, begging to be touched.The temptation to take advantage of Jessica's vulnerability while Amy took pictures was great, but I had another idea I wanted to try. As I took the camera from Amy, I looked around, realizing that we were much more exposed on the hillside than we were by the creek. I could see a good distance to either side, and quite a ways when I looked across the creek to the opposite hill. For a moment I considered moving to a more secluded location, but then threw caution to the wind as I thought about how little it seemed to trouble Jessica.Instead I took a few pictures of my bound little nymph, positioning myself so that the open spaces would be apparent in the photos. No doubt the daring would enhance the excitement when the pictures were viewed later.Jessica hung patiently against her bonds, her naked body completely displayed, while I took pictures from all angles. In some photos she stared off into the distance, in others she looked right at the camera. I particularly liked it when I could get a fully clothed Amy in the background, and especially when I caught a couple of shots of the two them looking at each other. But my favorite was from the side, when Jessica leaned her head forward to look past her arm at the camera, her little breast buds pressing out in silhouette. I was scared to stay in this highly visible spot for long, and if what I had in mind worked things were about to get more daring, so I needed to move on. Stepping up to Jessica, I trailed a finger down the side of her face, and then slowly traced a line between her breasts to her belly button. She shivered in anticipation, but I stopped.'Remember when Amy called you a bad girl?''Yeah.''She was right. You probably need a spanking.'Amy giggled, and when I looked over at her she once again had one arm across her chest and the other hand over her mouth. It seemed to be a protective position for her. Turning back to Jessica, she had a slight frown on her face as she considered her predicament. But I noted she hadn't objected to what I suggested.'Don't you think that's fair?''I don't know. I....I guess so.' She was a natural, and I wasn't surprised by this time at how easily she agreed to whatever I suggested.As I stepped over to the sapling and broke off a small limb, Jessica's eyes went wide. But still, incredibly, she didn't raise a single word of objection. Amy was giggling as I stood in front of Jessica and carefully stripped off the leaves and small branches, leaving a long, thin switch. Jessica's attention was riveted on my every move.'Oh my God.' It was Amy, and she sounded full of anticipation. Anticipation turned to surprise, however, when I extended my arm to Amy, handing her the switch. She made no move to take it, instead staring at me in shock.'You do it, and I'll take the pictures.' When she still didn't move, I added, 'You're the one that correctly pointed out she's a bad girl.'Amy was staring at the switch, and for a second I thought I had gone too far. But then I could clearly see that she was warming up to the idea. It took her a full minute before she reached for the switch and took it. I quickly stepped to the side with the camera before she could change her mind.As Amy closed the gap, Jessica suddenly looked worried. 'Not too hard Amy. We don't want to damage that beautiful skin.'Amy looked at Jessica and snickered, and Jessica gave a weak chuckle in return. They stared at each other for a minute, then Amy gave her a quick swat on the butt. It was a light tap, but Jessica's reaction was exaggerated as she anticipated a harder blow from her cousin. Slowly Amy started to lightly whip Jessica. They maintained eye contact, which I found very exciting, and again I fought off the urge to release my cock and stroke it. In reality, it wasn't much of a spanking, but I knew the image of a fully clothed thirteen year old girl whipping her bound twelve year old cousin in the woods was going to be intensely erotic.Then something changed between them. Amy started to deliver harder blows, and Jessica closed her eyes and hung her head, giving a little chirp every time the wood contacted her ass. Her backside began to show thin red lines, and I clicked off picture after picture, deeply aroused by this change of events. Amy was truly whipping Jessica now, and Jessica was accepting the blows, perhaps even enjoying them. Now I was mesmerized. As Amy stepped up the pace once again, I came to my senses and stepped in. Even though Jessica was going to let it happen like a true submissive, and even though I found it incredibly arousing, I was suddenly afraid that Amy was going to leave marks that couldn't be easily explained. Amy was actually panting a little when I took the switch from her hand.Contemplating this unexpected turn of events, I stepped back and took a couple of pictures of Amy staring at Jessica's red behind, my hand now involuntarily squeezing my cock from time to time. Concluding Amy was ripe for the taking, I decided to go for broke. I had an image in mind that I wanted to see, and I prayed for cooperation.'Amy, step around in front of Jessica and wipe that small tear from her eye.'Amy looked as if she were in a trance as she did what I asked without responding. A very small tear had formed on Jessica's left cheek, and as Amy delicately reached up and brushed it off, I captured it with the camera. 'Do it again, as if there's another.'Amy repeated the process a couple of times, as I caught it with the camera. The contrast between clothes and nakedness enhanced the beauty of this scene as I had hoped.Taking a deep breath, I pressed on. 'Now lean in and kiss her on the cheek.'Amy looked over at me, and once again I thought she was going to say no. Then she turned back to face her cousin. Jessica was biting down hard on her lower lip, her own personal sign of eager anticipation, so I knew she would not object. When Amy leaned in and placed a kiss on Jessica's left cheek, I almost forgot to take the picture.'Do it again, both sides.'In her slow motion trance-like state, Amy did as I asked, as I took picture after picture. Jessica closed her eyes and lifted her chin, accepting Amy's affection. I got close-ups of the kisses, and I also backed off to capture Jessica's bare breasts as Amy pecked her cheek. From my vantage point with the camera you could see far off in the distance behind the girls, making it clear just how bold they were.'Now on the lips.' I tried to sound as if it were no big deal.This time Amy paused only to look into Jessica's eyes, and then their lips met for the first time. I could have easily died and gone to heaven right then and there, my life was complete. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.Amy kissed her over and over without my encouragement, as I recorded it all on film. I was stunned how easily they were cooperating, and it occurred to me that getting them to go all the way might now be more than a fantasy. When Jessica parted her lips and extended the tip of her tongue, I paused with the pictures to rub my hard cock. Amy mimicked Jessica, and soon they were kissing passionately. The inexperience was evident, making it all the more erotic. I watched with keen interest as Amy's hands settled on Jessica's hips as she leaned in for the kisses.'Amy, kiss down her neck and on her chest.'Jessica lifted her chin in offering, letting Amy peck at her neck. Amy kissed all around Jessica's neck without hesitation, but seemed reluctant to move downward. It took a long time, and when she slowly ventured down to the shoulders, Jessica and I both let out a sigh of contentment. Ever so gradually, Amy kissed lower down the center of Jessica's breastbone, drifting to either side, but always coming back to the center. As I patiently watched through the camera, snapping off shots, I could see that Amy understood what was expected, but was scared. I could also sense that she was willing.'It's OK. Go ahead. It'll be beautiful.'Still she hesitated. I thought perhaps it wasn't going to happen, and it was driving me crazy to be this close.'Go on Amy, it's OK. She wants you to.'That much was true. Jessica was watching Amy and trying to will her mouth over her breast bud just as much as I was. Finally Amy satisfied us both. She lingered in the center of Jessica's chest a moment longer, and then as if she had suddenly made up her mind, she moved and covered Jessica's right breast with her lips. Jessica let out an audible moan. Now that Amy had committed, she sucked on Jessica's teeny little breast bud with gusto. As she shifted to the left breast, she glanced up at me and I caught the excitement in her eyes with the camera. She went back and forth as Jessica squirmed against her bonds and I clicked off photos, including some erotic close-ups of Amy's lips covering Jessica's little breasts. It didn't make much coaxing to get Amy to use her lips to pull Jessica's breasts, and Jessica moaned appreciatively at the rough treatment. I knew these photos would be some of the best.I stopped taking photos and simply watched for a few minutes, my hand rubbing feverishly at my groin. It was a remarkable image, this pretty, fully clothed thirteen year old girl, leaning over to suck on the immature breasts of a naked twelve year old that had her hands tied overhead to a tree limb. 'Now go lower Amy, across her stomach.'Amy couldn't possibly doubt what I was going to ask her to do next, yet she pulled away from Jessica's breasts, bent her knees slightly, and started to kiss a trail across Jessica's abdomen. 'That's it. Keep going.' I took pictures as I quietly urged her on, still not believing it was going to happen. Jessica was beside herself with excitement, her head tilted back with her eyes tightly closed as she bit down sexily on her lower lip.'So beautiful Amy. That's it. Oh God Amy, do it.'When Amy dropped to her knees, I knew it was going to be a dream come true. I was simply astounded that I was able to lead these two girls into lesbian love without a single objection from either. Never in my wildest fantasies did I conceive this as possible, yet here I was, in a very exposed location on the hillside, watching it happen. Amy probed Jessica's belly button with her tongue, then kissed lower on her belly. I backed up a step to get the entire scene with the camera; the bound hands overhead, the naked little nymph, Jessica kneeling in the leaves, and the wide open space behind them. Then as Amy kissed her way below Jessica's faint tan line, I knelt and got close-up shots as her tongue first ventured across Jessica's hairless pussy.Jessica squirmed uncontrollably as Amy kissed all around her pussy, driving her cousin wild. I held my breath the first time I saw the tip of Amy's tongue trace along Jessica's slit, not wanting to take a chance on the pictures being blurred by the movement of my chest as my lungs filled. Jessica looked so turned on as she hung against the rope, that I was torn between taking close-ups or wide shots to capture the entire scene.Amy was so direct in her journey from Jessica's breasts to her pussy, it seemed as if she was experienced, knowing exactly what to do. Now having reached her goal, it became obvious she was a novice and unsure of herself. Not wanting this to end, or even slow down, I tried to help.'God, you're beautiful Amy.' She responded noticeably to the compliment. 'Do it, Amy. Cover her with your mouth. Suck on her sweet little pussy into your mouth.'The uncertainty vanished as she did exactly as I instructed, totally covering Jessica's pussy with her open mouth. I watched her cheeks draw in as she applied suction.'So pretty. That's a girl Amy. Now use your tongue. Push it in deep as you can. It will drive her crazy. That's it. That's incredible, Amy, so incredible.'Jessica responded with soft moans as her cousin ate her pussy. Amy was hunched down at her feet, her head turned up as her mouth devoured the younger girl's sex. At my direction, Amy's hands slipped between Jessica's legs, then came up on either side of her hips to hold her in place so her tongue probed as deeply as possible. At first Amy's eyes were open and she looked up Jessica's body, watching her cousin's reaction as her body jerked spasmodically against the rope. But then she let them close as she concentrated more on what she was doing with her mouth. This girl was every bit as willing as her cousin, and it was incredible to watch as I thought ahead to the next possibility.Jessica was now hanging against the cord that bound her, her knees bent as wide as she could get them as she tried to help increase the pressure against the older girl's mouth. With Amy pulling down on her hips, she was as open as she could be, giving herself completely to Amy's mouth and tongue. The sapling that held the cord bowed over and bounced around as Jessica's body moved. Seeing the opportunity, I slipped to the back of Jessica and began to take pictures of Amy's face buried in her crotch from behind.'Oh God, Amy, open your mouth and let me see your tongue.'She broke suction on Jessica and extended her tongue, and I photographed her licking the smooth little pussy.'That's it. Farther back towards me.'I clicked off photos as she drifted farther back.'Come on girl. Keep moving back. Let me see it'She was past Jessica's pussy now and hesitating, but I wasn't going to give up.'Come on, Amy, farther back. It's OK.' There was more urgency in my voice, and she responded. When her tongue finally contacted Jessica's asshole, Jessica let out a loud and pleasurable groan. Now Amy knew what I was after, and her hesitancy disappeared. I took numerous pictures of her chin between Jessica's legs as her tongue stretched up to lick at her most private spot. Finally I sat back and just watched with my hand in my pants. As difficult as it was to do, I stopped Amy and began to untie Jessica's wrists. We had been in the open a long time, and between the noise we were now making and the shaking of the sapling and the overhead limb, I was afraid we were going to get caught. More to the point, there was plenty of fun remaining, and I didn't want anything to interfere.When Amy got up on her feet, she was suddenly embarrassed, her cheeks crimson, and she turned away. I paused what I was doing and put an arm round her shoulder.'It's OK, Amy. It's OK. God, that was beautiful. You were beautiful.'She gave me a weak smile, and I found the moisture collected at the corner's of her mouth intensely arousing. Pulling her closer to me, I leaned in and tenderly kissed the side of her head as I let my hard cock nestle against her thigh. Amy's eyes opened wide, and I was pretty certain it wasn't because of the kiss. As I turned back to finish untying Jessica, I let my hard cock brush across Amy's leg.When I freed Jessica's wrists, she fell against me and reached up with her lips. We kissed deliciously as I held her close, my hands covering her bare ass as she ground herself into my cock. I could hear the click as Amy picked up the camera and took a couple of pictures. Jessica backed off slightly, and her hands came around to grab hold of my manhood. I let her fondle me through my shorts as Amy watched, but when she tried to release my cock, I stopped her. 'Let's go back to the blanket.'I left the cord hanging and we headed back down the hill. Both girls were very quiet, and I let them walk just ahead of me, watching Jessica's naked little butt as she rubbed her wrists to get her circulation back. It was fun watching her tiptoe through the leaves in the nude, looking for soft places to land her bare feet. As we approached our place nestled in the creek-side boulders, my sense of security increased. Our little adventure up the hill had been intensely exciting, but it felt good to move back into a more secluded area.As soon as we reached the blanket, Jessica came at me again. I kissed her briefly, and then fended her off, resisting the temptation with some effort.I gave her a knowing smile. 'Don't you think Amy is a bit over dressed?'Jessica glanced at her cousin, then smiled back impishly.Knowing by now that Jessica would do whatever I suggested, I asked innocently, 'why don't you try and help her out?'As Jessica turned, I glanced down at the camera. My last disk was nearly half gone. Determined to be more sparing with my photos, I still couldn't resist snapping a shot of the two cousins, one naked, the other dressed, standing face to face. Amy offered no resistance when Jessica reached for the hem of her tee shirt, and my heart skipped a beat at the prospect of seeing this pretty little girl in the nude.Amy had to bend forward and raise her arms so the shorter girl could remove her shirt, but it came off easily enough. She stood back up in a simple white bra, and I could see that she had a heavy collection of freckles in the tanned area between her breasts. Wide shouldered like her cousin, her upper body was firm, obviously a result of the hours on the soccer field. Jessica removed the shorts next, undoing the row of snaps in the front, then spreading them with her hands so that they slipped over Amy's hips and fell. They stopped at the knees, and Jessica bent to one side to finish the job, letting Amy hold on to her shoulder as she stepped out of them one foot at a time. Amy was wearing a pair of pale yellow satin panties, and she looked beautiful as she shyly stood there in just her underwear. It was delightful watching this naked little twelve year old girl undress Amy, who out of modesty hunched her shoulders and pressed her thighs together, glancing at my camera nervously.Yet as Jessica stepped around behind her, Amy did nothing to stop what was happening. Jessica reached up and unhooked Amy's bra, then having learned what I liked, very slowly slipped the straps off Amy's shoulders while never looking away from the camera. The bra fell away from Amy's breasts and Jessica guided it off her arms, tossing it aside. Amy had small but pretty breasts with little nipples that stood up proudly. She gave me another nervous look as Jessica moved back in front of her.'I can't wait until my breasts get big like yours.' Amy smiled and started to say something, but I impulsively spoke up first. 'You're beautiful just the way you are.'Compared to Jessica, Amy's small breasts did look large, and I loved the contrast as the two of them stood face to face.'How about those pretty yellow panties now?'Instead of reaching out to push them down, Jessica knelt and reached up. I had her hold her position with her fingers hooked in the elastic of Amy's panties as I took several pictures, and then slowly she started to draw them down. I stood transfixed as the second under-age pussy I had ever seen was exposed, my cock aching. Finally the panties were at Amy's feet, and she stepped out of them, totally naked. I took a quick close-up shot of Amy's pussy, lightly covered with pubic hair. The hair was fine and thin, a little darker than the hair on her head, concealing very little.Jessica was back on her feet and I ran the two girls through several poses. I really liked having them stand side by side, the differences one year made in their development readily apparent. Finally I encouraged Amy to lie down on the blanket and had Jessica kneel over her. She initially knelt to one side, and it took a moment to get Jessica to understand I wanted her to put one leg over Amy, so she straddled her.'Remember this from the other day?'Jessica shook her head up and down while smiling down at the captive Amy.'Then you know what to do.'Jessica stared down at her cousin, the smile fading to a more serious expression, then slowly leaned forward and kissed her. It was a gentle peck at first, but as they kissed the passion grew, until they once again had their tongues in each other's mouth. It was amazing to see their little breasts rubbing together, and I moved all around as I took pictures.Things moved fast from there. Having already proven herself to be a little girl with few, if any, reservations, Jessica was soon nursing on Amy's breasts. As her mouth doted on Amy, her hand kneading the other breast, there was little doubt she loved what she was doing. But she quickly moved on, perhaps a bit too eager to do it all, kissing her way along as she slid down Amy's body. I would have loved to slow her down, but I did nothing, and what Jessica lacked in style she made up for with enthusiasm. I was there with the zoom lens the fist time she nuzzled into Amy's sparse pubic hair.Now she simply mimicked what Amy had done to her, and Amy responded in kind. The modesty was gone, and Amy had her legs spread wide, giving Jessica all the access she wanted. With a little coaxing, I explained to Jessica how to concentrate on Amy's clitoris. Amy's response confirmed what I suspected; her clit was much more mature and sensitive than Jessica's. I was restraining my finger on the shutter now, and watching more. When I suggested to Amy that she roll over on her knees, she hesitated only a moment, until Jessica urged her on. Once she settled on her knees, ass high and head down as I directed, Jessica knelt down behind her, kissing her pussy again until I stopped her.'Jessica.'She looked up, knowing I had a suggestion and ready to hear it. 'Lick Amy's asshole.'Jessica looked back at Amy, fixing on her target, then leaned in and kissed Amy's anus. It was that easy to guide her. My camera was ready when her tongue came out and explored her cousin's ass for the first time. Amy lurched forward.'That's it, she likes it. Spread her cheeks with your hands.'Jessica's hands came up and pressed Amy's ass cheeks apart. Her little pink asshole looked so inviting.'Good, good. Now the tongue.' She followed my instructions. 'Oh God Jessica, that's it. That's beautiful. Try to drive your tongue up inside her. Let me see. Let the camera see.'Amy was moaning her own approval as Jessica did exactly what I told her. It was intense. A little over a week ago I hadn't even considered the possibility of seeing an underage girl naked, much less two of them making love together. Now I was watching a twelve year old lick the asshole of her thirteen year old cousin. Moreover, I was telling her what to do, and she was complying without question. All along I had been trying to ignore my hard-on and focus on the girls, knowing that once I gave in to the urges, it would be impossible to stop. But this was more than I could take. As I held the camera in my left hand, I used my right to release my cock through the leg opening in my shorts. Then I leaned back against one of the rocks and sank to the ground as I stroked my swollen dick, watching the spectacle before me.'Jessica, I want you to put a finger inside her ass.' Jessica started moving her hand up to replace her tongue immediately, as if she were merely a robot following commands. 'Just one. Nice and easy, go real slow. Not too far. That's good. Oh my God, Jessica, that's hot.' Amy tensed up and tried pull away at the intrusion, but Jessica followed with her finger. I released my cock, needing both hands to make sure I held the camera steady, wanting to be absolutely certain to get this incredible shot.Jessica had her right index finger buried to the second knuckle, and she was staring at it in amazement. Amy had quit moving and now held still, her breathing irregular.'That's beautiful girls. Real slowly Jessica, move it in and out. That's good. Oh yeah, that's good.'I was so close, I saw Amy's tight little butthole extend as Jessica slowly withdrew her finger, as if her ass were trying to prevent the extraction. Then slowly Jessica pressed back in. She repeated this several times. Amy was still very tense, but she let it happen. Jessica's eyes were open wide. Amy's face was looking the opposite direction, so I couldn't read her reaction. When a soft moan escaped from Amy's lips, it was the first sign that she felt pleasure at having her ass probed.'Amy, turn so you are facing me.'She turned her head, and once again laid it flat against the blanket. Her eyes fluttered open for a second, but then she closed them tight. Another small moan slipped from her lips as I took more pictures.'How does it feel Jessica?''Uh, warm. And smooth on the inside.''Is it tight on your finger?''Oh yes.' She sounded a little breathless as she continued to watch her finger slide slowly in and out. My hand was back around my cock, and I knew I could very easily come watching this spectacle.'Are you going to let me do that to you?'She hesitated for a second, breathless when she answered. 'OK.' As it turned out, my question was something of a mistake, at least in one way of thinking. Jessica looked over at me with glazed over eyes when she answered, perhaps checking to see if I was going to do it right then. What she saw instead was my hard, exposed cock sticking out of my shorts. I wasn't ready for the show I was watching to end, but Jessica was a certifiable cock hound and when she saw my purple member, she immediately began to withdraw her finger from Amy's ass. Once free, she slid over to me, one thing on her mind. While I would have liked to watch and photograph her finger-fucking Amy's ass a little longer, there was no way I would dampen such enthusiasm on her part.I spread my knees apart as Jessica slipped between my feet. Amy was still waiting with closed eyes for Jessica to resume her probing when Jessica's lips first contacted my cock. I dropped my right leg flat on the blanket as I watched Amy, waiting for her to open her eyes. It was a good move. Jessica had my cock head fully in her mouth when Amy finally opened her eyes, and with my leg down she had an unimpeded view. Amy's eyes flew open wide as she rolled over and sat up. I couldn't decide if her reaction was due to the size of my heavily veined purple beast sticking out of the leg of my shorts, or because her cousin had it buried in her little mouth.I closed my own eyes for a moment, savoring the feel of the eager under-age mouth and letting Amy look as much as she wanted to. When I opened them again, I motioned for Amy to come closer. She moved slowly, but she came, showing signs of being every bit as obedient as her younger cousin.Pulling Amy to me, I kissed her lips gently as my left hand reached across and fondled her right breast. She kissed back awkwardly, and I sensed it was due more to inexperience than lack of desire. She made no move to pull away from the exploring of my hand. Her small young breast was firm to my touch, the little nipple stiffening against my hand. My cock jerked in Jessica's mouth.It was a heady feeling having a twelve year old sucking on my cock while I fondled and kissed her thirteen year old cousin. So it was with great reluctance that I released Amy, but I had something I wanted to do. Picking the camera back up, I handed it to Amy.'Back up a little and take a few pictures.' Just like her cousin, she did as I asked without question. Moving back a little, she looked at the camera, then looked up at the two of us.'Everything is set to automatic. Just line up the picture and click away.' My instructions were delivered too quickly, and a little breathlessly, and she sensed the urgency. I knew it was incredibly risky to place myself in the photos, now engaged in sexual activity, but I no longer cared. I wanted this. After I heard a couple of clicks of the camera, I stopped Jessica.'Remove my shorts.'Again I heard the camera as Jessica hooked her fingers in the elastic, sliding my shorts and underwear off my body. Now I was as naked as the girls, my cock standing straight up, glistening on the end from the wetness of Jessica's mouth. She returned immediately to her task like the eager little slut she was becoming, and using my hands I gently positioned her so the camera would catch her face as she sucked my dick.'Are you getting us both Amy?' My eyes were locked on Jessica.'Yes.' Her voice was raspy when she answered. She sounded very excited.After another minute, I stopped Jessica again deciding to capitalize on Amy's arousal. 'Trade places with Amy.' For the first time I thought Jessica might refuse to follow my direction, she simply didn't want to give up my dick. But then she released it, arose, and moved the few feet to Amy.Now I had a new problem. Amy was scared, and I wasn't so sure she was ready to follow my instructions. It was evident she had never seen a naked man before, much less one that was sexually aroused. She handed Jessica the camera, but she remained frozen in place, her narrow hips and thin patch of pubic hair just above my eye level, her own eyes glued to my big cock. With all the excitement of the afternoon, I was hugely swollen, with the head dark purple and the veins standing and throbbing. Though partially blinded by my own need, I was alert enough to see that she may not be ready for this, and I made an instant decision not to press the matter if she wasn't.Just when I concluded that I was pushing Amy too hard, and was ready to change course, Jessica came to the rescue. She set the camera down and turned to Amy, leaning in so that her body pressed into Amy's side provocatively. It was fascinating to watch, the younger girl giving her older cousin encouragement. Jessica was very gentle but emphatic as she told Amy how much fun she would be missing, and with relative ease she talked Amy between my legs. This had been the third time Jessica had taken my cock in her mouth, and it was with great pride that she explained to Amy what to do, trying to sound every bit like an expert. I watched lustfully as Amy's hand finally closed around my cock, and then as her head slowly lowered at Jessica's urging to kiss my glans. After that it was only a minute more before Jessica convinced her to take it in her mouth, and like a seasoned pro she explained to Amy to be careful with her teeth. I had truly wanted a photograph of my cock entering Amy's mouth for the very first time, but under the circumstances, I wasn't disappointed. Once committed, Amy began to get excited about sucking my cock, and Jessica moved back and began to snap off photos.As with Jessica's first time the previous week, it was far from a perfect blowjob. However, it was such an incredibly beautiful occurrence, having this pretty young girl sucking a cock, my cock, for the very first time, naked in the woods, that my heart was pounding with excitement and my cock throbbed as if it had a life of its own. Jessica carried on like an experienced photographer, posing Amy and getting her to look at the camera with my cock in her mouth. I simply lay blissfully back against the rock, taking it all in.Continuing to follow the pattern of a week ago, I had to stop Amy much sooner than I wanted to, simply to keep from coming. When I saw her disappointment, that she was now over her fear and wanting more, I had to smile. We had been in the woods for a long time, for the second week in a row, and I was feeling the pressure of time. My deviant psyche was still dominant, however, repressing my concerns. I was naked in the woods with two absolutely beautiful under-age girls who would apparently do anything I suggested. How could I give that up easily? Acting upon my darkest fantasies, I choreographed a series of suggestive poses and graphic acts with each of the girls, one at a time, as the other took pictures. I lay on my back and had each straddle me, their virgin pussies spread over my hard cock as it was pressed into my belly. Then I lay on top of each, their spread legs wrapped around me, making it look as if I was fucking them. I was thrilled that both girls got particularly excited about this pose, as Jessica told her cousin in a conspiratorial whisper that I never actually fucked her.Each time I started with Jessica, then followed with Amy, and it seemed that whatever Jessica did, Amy would do also, albeit a little awkwardly at first. I had Jessica stand as I bent my knees and suckled her little breast buds, hoping these photos looked as wonderful as it felt. Then I dropped to my knees and licked at her hairless pussy. I followed this by laying Jessica on the blanket and repeating the process.When it was Amy's turn, she was eager but very tense. I kissed her softly and stroked her shoulders to relax her, then slowly kissed my way down to her breasts. God, they were delicious, a small mouthful with little nipples that became hard as bullets in my mouth. It didn't take long to relax Amy, and I loved it when her hands came to my head involuntarily. I kissed my way down her body, and delighted in the feel of the fine, down soft pubic hairs that covered her mons. She opened her thighs to let me lick at her pussy, and I knew her reservations were fully replaced with willingness. When I lay her down on the blanket, kneeling over her to repeat the process, she let out a sigh of contentment. I used my hands to spread her legs wide as I ate her pussy, listening with joy to the clicking of the camera. Sensing that I could make her reach orgasm, I concentrated on her clit, showing her much more attention then I showed Jessica. Seeing this, Jessica began to cry foul until she saw her cousin bowing up, ass raised off the blanket, as her orgasm built. It was the highlight of the day for me, being the first man to bring this girl to orgasm, and I hoped the pictures captured the intensity of the moment.Lastly, I laid each girl on a waist high boulder, and then placed the length of my cock along their virgin pussies as I held their legs back with my hands. When I pressed my raging dick head into the folds of their pussies like I was going to enter them, leaving trails of pre-cum behind, I had little doubt that these would be the very photos that would send me to prison for life if I was ever caught.Ultimately I ended it, not for fear of being caught or because it was getting so late, but purely out of need. I was past the point of caring about the immorality and illegality of my actions, I simply was about to burst. But it may have been the most beautiful scene, a stroke of pornographic genius. Kneeling side by side on the blanket with their arms around each other, Amy had her right breast pressed firmly into Jessica's left breast bud as they both looked up at me, mouths open like starving chicks. I stood over them, my hard cock in my right hand as I held the camera carefully in my left. I was moving my hard cock from mouth to mouth, as their eager tongues came out to lick at it. From time to time, I pressed my cock inside a warm, wet open mouth, feeling the mouth close around it. All the while, I snapped off pictures.'Jessica, you know what's going to happen?' My breathing was labored, my speech strained.She shook her head up and down. Addressing her cousin, she explained with a giggle. 'His cock is going to squirt on us.'My deviance complete, I wasn't willing to spare Amy the first time like I did Jessica. I was going to come in her mouth, and she was going to have to deal with it. 'Just let it happen Amy....It'll.....It'll be OK.'It started as I spoke, and I went to Jessica first, the first shot of come hitting the underside of her nose. Most of it fell back into her open mouth, covering her upper teeth, but some dribbled down her cheek. I was trying to take photographs in rapid succession, but honestly didn't know if I was getting good pictures or not. I fired the next time directly into Jessica's mouth, and then quickly moved to Amy to do the same. She was surprised to feel my warm cum in her mouth and closed it reflexively, causing the next salvo to spill down her chin.Back and forth I went, squeezing the base of my cock, increasing the force of my orgasm. When I finally stopped, both girls had come across their faces, and no small amount in their mouths. Amy looked a little doubtful about what had just happened, but Jessica, now an established cock-hound, looked absolutely ecstatic.I clicked off a few pictures as I released my throbbing cock, finding the uncertainty on Amy's face enticing, and deliciously in contrast to Jessica's beaming smile. Then I dropped to me knees and kissed both girls, concentrating first on Amy, tasting my own come on her tongue and lips. Once again Jessica was intrigued by my willingness to have my own come in my mouth, and she giggled when I pulled back from Amy and a string of come stretched between our chins.It only took a moment to get Jessica to lick the come from Amy's face as I snapped more photos, and then only minor encouragement to get Amy to return the favor. When they were done, Jessica looked right at her older cousin.'Wasn't that exciting?''Yes.' Amy still didn't sound overly confident.'It'll be more fun next time when you know what to expect.' The seasoned pro was back again.I stepped back and caught a few shots of the two girls talking, their naked bodies beautiful. If there was a next time, I made a note to remember to come on their chests as well. The mental image of Jessica cleaning my come off Amy's breasts was enough to set my heart pounding once againMy ejaculation initiated something of a return to my sensibilities, and even though I never wanted the afternoon to end, I knew it was time. I had been naked with these two girls for far too long. But even as the thought centered in my mind, I realized that my respect for the risk I was taking had eroded significantly. The experience was much too powerful, and I knew I was hooked on these young girls. So it was with great reluctance that I started getting dressed.With my shorts and tee shirt back on, Jessica gave me a sad little pout as I rounded up my sandals, unhappy that I was bringing things to a close. Amazingly, neither girl seemed to be in a hurry to get up and get dressed, no more truly ready to leave than I was. Gathering their clothes into a neat little pile, I decided to play a little game. I got them to their feet and folded the blanket. With everything back in my pack, including their clothes and Jessica's bag, I started up the hill.Looking back over my shoulder, I told them what I expected. 'Just like before, I want to get pictures of you walking together.'Hand in hand they came, needing no further encouragement from me, as I clicked off the pictures. God, they were gorgeous, walking naked and contented in the dappled sunlight. I let them pass, then took a few more pictures from behind as they walked away.I was more alert now, looking around continuously, but we still very much alone. I caught up with the girls and gave them their shirts, then repeated the process, the two of them naked from the waist down. Their sweet young pussies were a sight to behold, one hairless and smooth, the other sparsely covered with thin hairs that were more blonde in the sunlight.Much too soon we were approaching the open areas of the park, and with great reluctance, I gave the girls their shorts. I kept their panties as souvenirs, which earned me chuckles and eye rolls. Moving ahead to take more pictures, I turned back to see that Amy had quickly put her shorts back on, but Jessica still carried hers. They started walking again, Jessica grinning at her own mischief.Jessica walked right up to the edge of the clearing without pants. I knew I should object, but I was so turned on by her boldness, I held my tongue. Instead I moved quickly ahead of the girls, out into the open field to take a quick look around. There were more people in the park now, most of them near the play area by the parking lot, and one girl jogging around the perimeter of the large field. The jogger was still a good ways off, but it appeared she would definitely pass our way. Looking back to the trees, Jessica had dropped her shorts and was standing with a grin, hands on hips. When she started to walk towards me, Amy covered her mouth in disbelief.I coolly clicked off a few quick photos, and then quickly moved towards Jessica, heading her off in case she really intended to walk right out in the open field. My cock was hard again.'Are you chicken?'I couldn't believe it; I was being taunted by a twelve year old girl.'Yeah, jail scares me.'She grinned. 'You could have visitors.''Not if your dad killed me.'That sobered her a little, but she held her ground. Acting boldly myself, I stepped away from her, towards the woods. Then I knelt and clicked off some rapid photos, the sun shining on Jessica's bare pubes, the wide open spaces and distant houses in the background. I was certain that if someone looked, she could be easily seen. It was incredibly exciting, but enough was enough. I grabbed Jessica by the arm and quickly led her back into the relative safety of the trees.With a fake pout, she slipped on her cotton shorts. Then the evil grin returned, and she pulled the shorts up tight, causing the thin material to perfectly outline her little pussy. But then she froze at the sound of footfalls from the approaching jogger, and quickly pulled them down to look normal. So she was bold, but at least she wasn't crazy. The jogger passed without so much as a glance up in the trees.'Jessica, you're going to get me in trouble.'The fake pout was back, but sensing it was definitely time to part ways, I didn't take the bait. We swore a vow of secrecy, with me no doubt overly stating the danger they could put me in, trying to make sure Amy understood. Safely behind the trees, I kissed both girls with sweet passion, holding them close to me. Then I patted them on the ass and sent them on their way. As they walked, Jessica pulled her shorts up deep into the crack of her ass, looking back with a laugh as I snapped my last photos. My cock was throbbing again. Jessica's exhibitionism turned me on intensely, and I had already started thinking about the possibilities.Looking at my camera, I was surprised to see I had a few dozen pictures left. I hurried home to download my treasures, mentally calculating how many CD's I would need.When the pounding at my back door started just before midnight, I wasn't surprised. This time I didn't even hesitate as I stepped naked into the darkness of the back yard with Jessica and Amy.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 44 |
mywifesjourney.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/mywifesjourney.txt | Believe it or not, this is a true story, some of it told from my recollections and some from my wife's. First let me say, I am a truly blessed man, my wife would rather fuck than eat and she is sexually submissive. It took me four months to get in to her pants, but since that time, she will fuck anytime, anywhere or any place and our best I think, was in a department store fur coat section. The first time we watched porn together, one of the tapes was a lesbian tape and it didn't take long after that for her to tell me to get another lesbo tape, to which she fucked my brains out watching. I also used to tell her fuck stories and her favorite was where she moved into an apartment where a lesbian lived right across the hall and the lesbian wound up making my wife her sex slave. Of course she had a huge fantasy fuck involving one or more lesbians and I could always get her off real fast using this fantasy. After a bit, I noticed she was always checking out the female talent we came across and I kept trying to push her into talking to one of them, because I would love to do a threesome and she wanted to try it but was a little scared of the idea. This went on for a couple of years, I really wanted to do a threesome and watch her eat pussy, so I took her to a lesbian night club, but nothing happened, much to my disappointment. My birthday rolled around, and when she asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday, so I told her I wanted to try a lesbo club again, hoping against hope, she might get interested.Well to my surprise, she agreed to go, even asking me what she should do if she sees somebody that lights her fire and when I told her I would tell her everything to do, she seemed to be happy to go. We were in the place for about a half hour, when I noticed her eyes kind of light up and I knew she saw a woman that appealed to her. I followed her eyes and was floored by who she was staring at. I expected it to be a really good looking lady with pretty big tits, judging by how she reacted to the porno films. It was a woman with short, jet black hair, small tits and sporting about twenty pounds too much, dressed more like a man then a women. I asked her if she would like to jump the black haired girls bones and she shook her head yes. I thought, what the hell, it's her show, so I told her to go ask the lady to dance. She looked at me like I was nuts, and said, "You know I can't do that, I would die of embarrassment if she said no." So I told her I was going to ask for her. She didn't say a word, just sat there, as I went over to ask the lady to dance with my wife and when I showed the lady my wife, she seemed like she wanted to run over to her. I gave her a few pointers first though, about what my wife liked, being kissed on the neck, being talked dirty to, telling her how sexy she is and touching her, she loved to be touched.The lesbo told me her name was Luann and asked me if I was trying to give my wife away, so when I told her this was a fantasy of hers, she said she would be more then happy to make it come true. From this point on, I'm typing what my wife is relating to me on her feelings and what happened. Luann came over to my wife, introduced herself, led her out to the dance floor, where they were playing an old time jitterbug, which they danced to. The next song was a slow one, my wife says Luann pulled her into her arms, tight against her body and told my wife how hot she was and that she was making Luann's cunt jump. My wife said her pussy flooded with Luann talking to her like that and also sticking her tongue in my wife's ear, all the time rubbing my wife's ass. My wife said she just reacted, by pushing her pussy into Luann's pussy and when she did that, Luann kissed her. She said Luann had the most incredibly soft lips she ever felt or tasted and when Luann stuck her tongue in my wife's mouth, my wife's pussy erupted, shooting out cum like a fire hose. Now my wife just about always squirts when she cums and she said this one was huge, soaking the front of the summer dress she was wearing, because I made her go out without panties, it also was running down her legs. My wife said it also soaked the front of Luann's slacks, there was so much and Luann told her she had to have the hottest pussy in the world. She said Luann took her by the hand, leading her to the ladies room, while telling my wife, not to be upset, that she, Luann would do a good job of cleaning her up.My wife says that when they got into the ladies room, Luann pulled her into the handicap stall, locked the door, pulled my wife to her and gave her a French kiss that curled her toes. Then Luann told my wife as she was taking my wife's dress off, that she never smelled a pussy as sweet as my wife's before, and my wife said it made her weak in the knees, especially when Luann said, she wouldn't be a able to live if she couldn't taste my wife's sweet cunt. By this time my wife's dress was off and she was standing there in just her bra, which Luann wasted no time in taking off, then took my wife in her arms again. Luann had one hand on my wife's tit, the other hand on her back, pulling my wife into her, all the time kissing my wife again. My wife said she was so hot, she thought her pussy was going to explode form the heat and pressure and she was moaning so loud, she was surprised that they weren't heard out in the club. She said Luann then grabbed her pussy with one hand, still had hold of her tit with the other and told her that she was going to fuck my wife until she couldn't stand up and then she told my wife she was going to make my wife eat her pussy too, before she was done with her. My wife says that when Luann told her that she was going to make her eat her pussy, her legs got so weak, Luann had to hold her up by her pussy. My wife said that when she got her legs back, Luann had two fingers buried in her cunt and proceeded to finger fuck her hot little pussy like a madwoman, making my wife shoot cum all over both of them, twice. Then Luann took her dress and underwear off, made my wife play with Luann's pussy and being this was the first pussy my wife had ever touched beside her own, when she put her finger inside Luann's pussy, she came again. My wife just told me, that now thinking about it, she was so fucking hot, if Luann had taken her by the hand and walked her naked into the club, she would have gone willingly. My wife said that Luann then pulled my wife into her naked body, stuck her tongue down my wife's throat and my wife says that Luann's naked body felt so hot and so good on her naked body, she knew she was going to do whatever Luann said. My wife says that between Luann kissing her, while running her hands all over my wife's body, her legs started to buckle again. My wife's says that Luann was holding her up by the ass then, was telling my wife how wonderful she was and that she needed to be a good girl now and kiss Luann's pussy for her. My wife says that she was definitely in the sub mode now, went right to her knees and sucked Luann's pussy, right into her mouth. My wife said she was surprised at how good Luann's pussy tasted and she began eating Luann out with much gusto, making Luann holler, "God, eat it baby, eat it!" And then she came in my wife's mouth. My wife said that first taste of hot pussy juice was all she needed to make her a confirmed cunt lapper, a fact I'll attest to, as my wife now has a reputation as being a truly awesome cunt lapper. My wife says that Luann slid to the floor after she came and my lovely bride made Luann cum in her mouth four more times, which is when Luann says she fell in lust with my wife. You would have thought they were finished by now, but they weren't, Luann sat on the commode, pulled my wife into her lap, stuck three fingers into my wife's pussy, stuck her tongue down my wife's throat and finger fucked my wife to three more orgasms. When they finally figured I was out there still waiting for them, they threw their clothes on, sans any underwear, figured they would clean up back at our house and walked out into the club, to find me. I asked them what the hell was going on, my wife kissed me and I tasted pussy on her lips, so I told her she didn't have to tell me, I already knew. We left the club, I drove as fast as possible to get to our house and by the time we had gone three blocks, both ladies were nude, locked in an embrace with their tongues working like mad. We have an auto garage door opener, so I drove right into the garage, started to get out, saw Luann had three fingers in my wife's pussy and was trying to lick my wife's tonsil, but my dick was hard and needed relief. I yelled at them to get out, we were home and they slid out together without Luann's hand ever coming out of my wife's cunt. My wife couldn't wait until we got in the house though, she bent over, telling me to stick my dick in her, while telling Luann to eat her pussy while I fucked her.We did just what she asked for, I was pumping her pussy for all I was worth, while Luann was sucking her clit like there was no tomorrow and my wife's kept saying, "Oh, fuck me, fuck me, eat my cunt bitch , fucking eat me". She tensed up, let out a scream while shooting out pussy juice all over Luann, her legs collapsed so that I had to hold her up while I continued to fuck her and Luann kept eating her. She was now moaning and mumbling at the same time, screamed, "Fucking cumming, fucking cumming!" And flooded Luann's mouth again, while soaking my cock and balls. This time her legs went completely so that I had my arms wrapped around her waist, holding her up and I shot the biggest load of my life into her boiling hot pussy. She screamed again, shot more cum out like a hose had been turned on and was mumbling, "God, so fucking good, so fucking good", over and over. I got my legs back, saw my hot-cunted little wife still couldn't stand, so I threw her over my shoulder, left our clothes where they were, and we went into the house buck naked, right to the bedroom. I put her on the bed, she told Luann to get on the bed and spread her legs, which Luann was only to willing to do, and I watched in amazement, as my blushing bride stuck her tongue right in Luann's cunt hole. She ate Luann like she had been doing it for years and when Luann started moaning real loud and squirming all over the bed, my wife's mouth looked like it was glued to Luann's cunt. Luann hollered, "Yes baby, yes," then stiffened and I knew my wife had just received a mouthful of hot pussy juice, because my bride moaned too, as she sucked up Luann's cum. My wife didn't stop at making Luann cum just once, she ate that hot little pussy until she made Luann shoot pussy juice into her mouth four times. It took Luann about two minutes to recover, then she rolled my wife onto her back and stuck her tongue into my wife's pussy and I figured this was the time for me to stick my dick in Luann's hot little cunt, but she was having none of it, so I wound up having my bride gave me a blow job while Luann sucked her little pussy dry. After Luann finished with my wife, she looked up at me with a cum covered face and told me that she would eat out my wife while I fucked my wife, but she wasn't about to let me stick my dick in her cunt or even rub it against her. I told my wife that she could fuck Luann one more time if she wanted, but then Luann had to go, because whoever my wife was going to eat, I was going to fuck or it wasn't happening. She ate Luann's pussy one more time while I fucked my bride in her sweet ass and then I drove Luann to her car and we said good by. What we did get for memories though, were some really good pictures that I took of my wife eating Luann and Luann eating my wife and my wife really liked a close up I took of her eating Luann, you can see her tongue inside Luann's pussy. When I got back to the house, I asked my wife if she enjoyed herself and she gave me an answer that I was expecting to hear, that she loved being a cunt lapping, pussy licking bitch and that she didn't expect pussy to taste as good as it did. She asked me what I thought and I told her, it made me fucking hot as hell, watching her eat Luann's pussy but I would have really liked to fuck Luann while she ate my wife's hot little pussy out. She said that she had an idea I might really like, since now she knew for sure she liked eating pussy, that we do our young neighbor from across the street. I told her if she could arrange it, I would be more then overjoyed to watch her eat the little hottie's pussy while I fucked her. It took my wife about a month to get into the hotties pants, after that, they fucked like minks every day, as my wife gave the hottie her first ever orgasm and the little cunt just couldn't get enough of my wife's tongue. She also realized that when I was fucking her, while my bride was eating her, it was twice as good and as for me, I love fucking my wife, but the first time I slid my cock into the hotties' tight ass cunt, I was in total lust. Her little pussy was truly awesome, tight as the day she was born, always wet and ready to be fucked, so I told my wife she could have the little cunt any time she wanted. Then the hotties' husband had to go out of town for a week and she moved right in with us for the week and I got to watch my wife eat that pussy in every room in the house, in the car on the way home from shopping and in the back yard at night. Of course I got to fuck her and my wife whenever I wanted, but the best part was yet to come. The hotties' husband was transferred out of state, so my wife was left without a hot pussy to eat.She soon brought home, the librarian, the check out girl from the super market, the Doctors receptionist, the store manager from Victoria's Secret, and the counter girl from the local bakery, just to name a few. For me it was like mania from heaven, as I got to fuck all of them while my wife ate them, but lately the Victoria Secret manager has been here every night when I get home, naked in bed with my wife and their faces buried in each others pussy's. I haven't minded a bit either, as I have been fucking them both in the ass and they both have really tight asses. Somehow I got the feeling that we are going to have a house guest real soon and I can't wait, because the manager gives the best blow job I ever had and she always swallows my cum. To finish with a little aside, it amazes me how the two lady's can lay in bed and make out for a long time with just feeling each other up, or watching TV, holding each other's tits and kissing occasionally, without jumping each others bones. I usually get hard watching them and lucky for me, they both will suck me off when that happens.END |
jenny.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/jenny.txt | My hot breath was panting. My tongue was vibrating and humming as it licked along the hot, steely length of Bob's cock! Bob's big hands were tangled in my silky hair as he guided the progress of my head, stopping me here and there so I could lay on some hot, sucking kisses in especially sensitive spots. My little hands were cuddling his big nuts, keeping them warm and safe. Gently massaging the cum-eggs. My hot lips reached the prick-knob! It was so happy to feel my warm lips; it drooled out a clear, juicy taste-treat for me! I sucked it up!It took me a long fucking time to kiss from Big Bob's nuts to his knob because Bob had by far the biggest tool that it had ever been my pleasure to lay my lips on. (And, because I lingered over every nut-tingling kiss wanting to make sure every lip-smack on his prick gave Bob the utmost pleasure!) I don't mind telling you, baby, many pricks had felt the magic of my mouth but Bob's meat was the mother lode of cock! It was long and hard and warm and pulsing and veiny and jet, jet black! Bob grunted his pleasure as my mouth suctioned at that big, red, mushroom prick-head. His cock-knob was velvety smooth and I rubbed my tongue all around, making sure to lick the tender areas under the ridge. My tongue licked in his pee-hole, licking out more clear, creamy stuff. Wowee! Did Big Bob ever whine and wiggle when I did that!"Oh, fuck, baby-girl!" he yelled, pulling at my hair, "Kiss my knob some more! Oh, fuck me gently! Woweee, baby! And I thought your Mom could really lick a dick!"I just love making a man happy!Bob was my mother's latest boyfriend and he had been eyeing me up ever since the first night Momsy had brought him home. And why shouldn't he? I've got a lot to eye up. I've got the goodies and I put them out there for everyone's viewing pleasure. Simply put, I am a knock-out!I'm Jenny. I'm 15. 5 ft. 4. 110 lbs. Probably 40 pounds of that are tits. 36C, large, round, soft, pillowy, creamy, tits! Big fucking nipples! They look pretty spectacular riding above my 23 inch waist. Many a boy has lost his head over these tits. Literally. Buried between them, lost in creamy boob-flesh.You see, my titties just adore love and kisses and sucks. They love a real man, who knows how, to grab onto them and do with them any damn thing he likes! They sure loved it when Big Bob's black paws grabbed them and mauled them around! Big Bob loves to pick my titties up high and drop them and watch them jiggle their way back into place!I'm lucky enough that, although my knockers are plump and fat, they have enough firmness that I seldom bother with a bra. So no matter what I might wear on my top, my titties are swinging wild and free. It amuses me to see all the guy's eyes, from nine to ninety, following the bouncing of my boobies when I wiggle by. Big Bob had been no different.Big Bob was a big, black, bull of a man. I had come home that night to find him kissing my Mom and juggling a booby in each big, black hand. Momsy's creamy tit-flesh contrasted sharply with Bob's tough, black hands. My dad was sitting, quietly in the corner where Bob and my Mom had told him to sit. My Mom's lips seemed glued to Big Bob's and in her hand was the largest dick this 15-year-old had ever seen! When he and Momsy had taken a break, after Bob's first cum, he had lit my cigarette for me. I leaned forward deliberately and his eyes were down in my cleavage in a second, just about popping out of his head!"Like what you see, big-man?" I chuckled, "Do you think you'd like a feel of my babies?"I smiled over my shoulder at Bob, watching him staring at my ass, as I went over to my Dad. "Hi guy," I said, taking a long drag from my cigarette and then stroking my Dad's hair."Honey-bunch, you aren't going to let that nigger feel you up, are you?" Dad asked, plaintively.I just chuckled. "Not much chance of Mom letting him loose tonight. I'll just do my homework."He looked miserable, as he always did when Mom brought one of her lover's home. But I knew, because he was playing with it, Dad has only a very small cock, maybe about 5 inches, tops. Momsy had grabbed Daddy because she liked his money, pure and simple. She had thrown a few mind-dazzling fucks his way, early on, got him to marry her, then took charge!She had simply announced that Daddy's little cock couldn't possible satisfy a woman like her and she was going to get that satisfaction wherever, whenever and from whom ever, she pleased. And she fucking well did!Dad threatened divorce. Then he took one look at the big, black lawyer Mom brought home and fucked in the living room. Dad wisely decided that if he wanted anything left of what he had worked for, he best just keep Momsy happy.And that isn't so hard, is it? All he has to do is give Momsy money when she wants it, and then, pretty much, just stay the hell out of her way. Mommy always let Daddy watch, and jerk his cock, while she fucked some stud. She let Daddy tongue-clean her cooze after. So you can't say she was never thinking of him!One of their early one or two fucks, when Momsy was clouding Dad's mind with her honey of a snapper, had produced me!For years, I watched Mom with her lovers. I listened to her screams of pleasure and began to think that having a man slip you the dick must just be the greatest single thing that there was. I was sure determined to find out!When I was 10 Momsy caught me kissing with the 16-year-old boy next door. Was Mommy angry? You tell me. She took me and that 16-year-old to her bed, sucked and fucked that kid 'til he couldn't walk and instructed me, all the while, in how to pleasure a man. I was a super student! Come to think of it, that kid had a bigger wang than Daddy too!As I recall, Daddy had come home while we were all in bed and voiced some whiny objections. Momsy had sat up, told me to suck the kid's cock for a while, lit a cigarette and dialed Brad, her black lawyer. Brad came over, threw a fuck into Momsy and then sat Daddy down and convinced him to, as Brad put it, "Shut his fucking mouth!"I'm not 100% sure but I don't think Daddy ever bothered Momsy again.But those were other nights. Tonight, Mom was out and I had big, bad Bob to myself!"Hang on, sweetie-pie," Big Bob growled. "I'm going to blow you a cum-wad!"I am sure I would have known that without Bob telling me! He cock got even more steely hard, the big veins were pulsing harder, his nuts were rocking and rolling in my hands, his knob was throbbing harder in my mouth!And then! My tongue vibrations and his cock pulsations meshed and with a loud, "Eat the cream, girlie!" from Bob, here it was! The first rocket-blast of cum nearly knocked Bob's prick-head out of my mouth! But I hung on, sucked, swallowed, sucked some more. Damn! He was shooting me both ballsful all right!After the first gargantuan blast, Big Bob's cum rocketed into my mouth a little more gently. I got the cock-knob angled perfectly so the cum would hit the roof of my mouth and drip down to puddle on my tongue that was busy caressing the underside of Bob's prick!As his blasts weakened, I amused myself and him, by letting the cum out of my mouth back onto his cock and watching it run down the sides. Of course, I would lick it all up again before it got down to the root and got his cock-hair all sticky!I played this fun game for a while while Bob whimpered with pleasure and played with my hair with one hand and cuddled boob-flesh with the other. I made sure that black pole was licked nice and clean and that his ball-sac got lots of loving kisses, in thanks for the delicious treat it had whipped up for me!Then I crawled up beside Big Bob, on the couch, and lit a cigarette."Where are your Mommy and Daddy?" he asked.I smoked with one hand and tickled Big Bob's nuts with the other. His prick was hardening up again, nicely, so I leaned over and gave it a nut-tingling kiss on the knob! Bob shivered!"Momsy should be home soon, so she said, and Dad'll be finished work soon."Big Bob roughly pulled me to him and gave me a kiss full of spit and tongue. Mmmmmm. I liked that!Then, with his powerful arms Big Bob picked me right up, aimed me perfectly and sat me down on his prick! I loved that!Man, oh, man! The incredible feeling of my drooling snatch stretching out to cuddle that solid chunk of black, pussy-pleasing meat was just what this fuck-bunny needed! I finished my cigarette as I enjoyed my stuffed feeling in the pussy then I threw Big Bob a fuck he won't soon forget. I alternated filling Bob's mouth with either my tongue or one of my tasty nipples. Either one was hard to sustain because I was bouncing the full length of Big Bob's considerable meat-pole!I threw my cunt at him again and again and his fuck-pole sweetly stabbed back at me. His lap was getting sticky-wet from my cunt-droolings. Big Bob's cock felt very fucking good, snugly poking around it there!But Big Bob had other things on his mind today. He de-cocked from my honey-hive and slung me on my belly on the couch. His long rod was dripping with cunt-sauce and Big Bob rubbed the knob of his cock all over my bum-hole! His pussy-stretcher was about to become a bum-banger! Bob lunged his hips forward and horsed that big cock-head into my ass!"Arrggh!" I yelled, but it was a good yell of pure pleasure! Bob's wiener in my ass hurt at little, at first, but I relaxed my bum and as he horse-cocked around in there it started to feel very, fucking good. Bob reached around my body and shoved a bunch of fingers in me, to be lovingly sucked at by my drippy cooze. He strummed my clit like he was playing a guitar and I sailed from one sugary cum to another. Big Bob pulled his wang from my ass and presented it to my lips. I licked that pole from root to tip, not forgetting to give his nut-sac some good loving kisses. Bob's cock lurched in my mouth and soon I had another nice mouthful of nut-cream!I was licking around those nuts, enjoying the last of my tasty treat, when I heard my mother's voice."Hey there, Bob. Dropped a load for Jenny, did you? Got any left for me?"I raised my head from Bob's sweet bag. "Hi Momsy! Big Bob here has real tasty nut-cream, doesn't he?"Then I noticed Momsy had two big black men with her. She was kissing one and the other one had shed his clothes and was standing, staring at me and Bob, his hand jerking his big pussy-pricker 'til it drooled!Big Bob seemed to know this guy. "Hey, Jocko, how ya doing? Bring that boner over here. This little cock-hound here can really lick a dick! Show him, Jenny-girl!"Momsy was on her knees on the carpet now, sliding her lips up and down the big horse-cock of the other black man. It was a race! Momsy and I each slurped on our rods determined to milk the cum from our buck first. It was pretty much a tie as my black man creamed my mouth and, almost at the same time, the black buck mouth-fucking Mom shot his nut-sauce into her pretty mouth. With our mouths full of black man's cum Momsy and I met in the middle of the room and kissed each other, sliding our lips all around each other's and spitting cum back and forth!As we indulged ourselves in this fun activity two of the black men came behind us and, wrapping their arms around each of us, felt up our titties. They were able to rub Mom's tit-peaks against mine and the wonderful friction of our nipples grinding together gave Momsy and me some thrills! Mom had been still fully clothed but the stud had simply ripped her blouse off and flung it away. We were still kissing as he disposed of her skirt in the same way.Big Bob laid back on the couch and growled at Lou, the black man grabbing Momsy's tits, "Bring that white bitch on over here!"Lou picked up Momsy and carried her over to the couch. Her eyes got big and bright as she saw the massive boner that Bob was stroking for her. Lou dropped Momsy on top of Big Bob and they kissed, then she maneuvered to get titties in his mouth. While he was sucking on her nipples, Momsy squirmed around with her hips until her snapper was cuddling Bob's rod and she sucked it on up. The rest of us could hear the groans from Bob and Momsy as the big pecker poked on up in there! Momsy's big ass was wriggling all over as she pleasured Bob's cock with her drooling snatch! This was too much for Lou and he got himself positioned and drove his pecker up Momsy's arse! She squealed! "Yoweee!"The third black man, Jocko yelled at his two buddies, "Fucking wild! That white bitch sure loves her cock. Pound it to her guys!"He went over and roughly grabbed my Momsy's hair and pulled her lips free from Bob's. Bob was bucking his hips upwards cock-stabbing Momsy pretty good and Lou was horse-cocking his big wang all around in her ass! Jocko made it a trifecta! Once Momsy's mouth was free of Bob's, he stuck his pecker in her mouth and stirred it all around, poking out her cheeks with his cock-knob! I sprawled out in the armchair and pawed my own snatch. I was super horny! "Hey, studs!" I yelled at them. "You there, getting a suck job! I got a lonely snapper here just itching to suck up a rod! Come on, stud! Give me a pussy-full!"With a growl he pulled his cock from Momsy's mouth and threw himself on me. He had big thick lips and I adored sucking on them! Then he slid his lips down, paused to suck each of my nipples and kept sliding southwards until his those big thick lips were kissing my cunny!He ate my drooling snatch until it squirted rivers of girlie-cum all over his face and the sugary thrills had me thrashing my ass all over that armchair! Then he kissed me and let me lick my tasty juices from his face!Only then did he grab his cock, aim, and cock-stab me right to the chair! Yeah, fucking right! That big, black buck cock-jabbed me good and proper! Lou and Big Bob had turned Momsy into the filling for an Oreo cookie. Her drooling cunt and fiery ass were the creamy filling and their hard black bodies clung to her creamy white flesh just like it was sticky icing. Momsy was thoroughly enjoying being the filling in this particular cock-sandwich. Her long hair was flinging all around and her snapper was squirting out juicy cums. Her bum was clenching around Lou's big pecker as he horsed it around in the tightness of her butt! Jocko picked me up off the chair. My legs wrapped around his muscular torso and his pussy-stabber remained firmly lodged in my cock-pleasing cunt-pudding! He walked me over to the couch. I squealed with every step! Every movement fired my fun-gun as his cock rubbed against my sensitive clitty!He pulled his cock from my pussy and sort of dumped me on Lou's back who was still cock-stabbing Momsy's bottom! I kissed my way down Lou's sweaty back, licked and kissed his hairy butt and captured his big nut-bag in my mouth. No easy trick as it was swinging to and fro with Lou's cock-pokes into Momsy's bum.Jocko took his cock, dripping with my pussy-juicings, and stuck it in Momsy's mouth where he proceeded to blow off one hell of a creamy load! I could hear Momsy gurgling and slurping as she sucked his bag-cream right on down!Then Lou pulled his prick from Momsy's ass and stuck it in my mouth and unloaded a sack-full for me to lick up. It was goody-goody-gumdrops for me as I sucked up that sweet nut-batter!Momsy sat up then and pulled her snapper off Big Bob's cock. She and I dived on Bob's dick-slab and loved it up together. With our hot, wet lips we kissed up either side of that pulsing prick! I traced the big vein on the side with my tongue. Mom would suck his nuts while I kissed the prick-knob and then we would swap!Big Bob was going out of his fucking mind! "Cuddle my nuts with your tongue, Jenny-baby!" he'd yell. "Momsy-sweetie, make sure you lick in my piss-slot! Suck that knob, baby! Suck that knob!"As we bent over, with our heads in Bob's lap, lovingly tending to his pole, Jocko and Lou ram-jammed their pricks up our honey-pots! Oh, what a day! My cunny was spasming around Jocko's cock-thrusts and dripping honey like some cunning bee-keeper was squeezing a bee-hive!Momsy and I wriggled at the ends of our stud's pricks! We kissed, with Big Bob's pecker wedged between our lips! Out tongues scraped over his drooling knob, making him shiver!It was just about then Daddy came in from work. He came in the living room and took one look at his wife and daughter being worked over by three black studs. He pulled down his suit pants and started jerking his tiny prick. Mom and I licked up another big bag-full of Big Bob's creamy goodness and each took a cunnyful of cream from Lou and Jocko. Then, we sixty-nined and cleaned each other's box!Then we all relaxed on the couch. I lit a cigarette and gave Mom a light. We smoked and played with ball-bags and watched Dad wank his little prick until he moaned and dribbled out a little bit of cum.Big Bob laughed. "Don't tell me that little, teeny bit of baby-batter was enough to produce you, Jenny?"I blew a lungful of smoke on his pecker and shrugged. "I guess." Momsy took her head out of Jocko's lap and said, "Hard to believe, isn't it. That that little dribble of cum could produce my Jenny here." She looked over at Bob with his pecker in my mouth. "But, Bobbby, dear, you should thank my husband here. Jenny sucks a mean cock, I'm told!"Bob nodded in agreement! "Fucking righto! Jenny-girl's a champ prick-licker!" Bob laughed and took his cock from my mouth and rubbed the big head all over my lips and down to my tit-peaks where his prick drooled pre-cum all over my nipples."Jenny, dear, take Bob's prick back in your mouth. Lick it and kiss it and suck it and Bob, blow her another big mouthful! But Jenny, dear, I don't want you to swallow it."Momsy had something on her mind. She turned to Daddy. "Let go of that pathetic prick. Hold out your hands."Daddy, as always, did what he was told. "Now sit there and wait."Momsy came over and rubbed my hair and played with Bob's nut-sac until he grunted and groaned and filled my mouth. Man! Did he ever fill it!"O.K. Jenny, give Bob's cum-load to your father. Drop it right in his hands."Sounded kinky. I drooled Bob's sack-full of cum right into Daddy's hands. "Now, hubby-dear," Momsy told him, "lick it all up. Pretend you are just getting it from my snatch."Big Bob and Jocko and Lou laughed their heads off at the sight of my Dad licking the cum from his hands. "Come on," Bob said. "Let's give these honeys each another cunt-full for him to lick up. Jocko, you pick one and give her a mouthful or a bum-full while I fill her cooze up! Lou, you cream a hole in the other one!"Daddy looked a little glum as he licked his hands and played with his dink.Momsy and I kissed our studs and looked forward to more thrills!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 45 |
wifetaken.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/wifetaken.txt | Wife Taken by Teens on HolidayWe needed a holiday as we had both been overworking and were at each other's throats most of the time and decided on Aiya Napa in Cyprus for a week all-inclusive at the Nelia Hotel.We arrived at the hotel about 2:00 in the afternoon in blistering heat and both stripped off while we unpacked that's when Paula discovered she had left her bikinis at home. She asked me to call in the local shop to pick one up for her while she had a shower.I slipped on tee shirt and shorts and browsed in the local shop for a bikini most of which seemed very expensive.Then I found a rack with much cheaper ones in a sale and picked a yellow one and a white one as they were on offer, taking them to the counter the girl told me they had no lining but being a guy it meant nothing to me.Paula was just coming out of the shower as I got back in the room and I told her I had treated her to two bikinis then I walked on the balcony to check the view.The balcony was terraced with dividing walls just above head height and tapering to the front.I called Paula to see the view and she came out with a towel wrapped around her as she dried her hair with another.She leaned forward to see to the side and below us and the two spotty teens about sixteen that had been on the plane with us were doing the same in the room next to ours on the right.Paula said hello to them but as she moved back her towel caught on the rail and pulled off leaving her naked to the lad's view.She dashed back in the room shouting sorry to the lads, but from the look on their faces they didn't mind.Paula is 38 and has a good body, 5'5" blonde hair with 36"B firm tits and small red nipples that spring to attention when she is randy standing out ¾." Her pussy always has the hair removed, as she doesn't like pubic hair and her tummy always flat with her morning exercises.God what must they think she said as I took the towel to her, I think they enjoyed it I said, but what must they think of me.I then made the mistake of joking, saying yeah your getting on now, so she snatched the bikinis and slammed the bathroom door on me.She came out about five minutes later in the yellow bikini and said this is thin and a bit revealing as there was not much of a top to cover her tits and the thong bottom was so thin you could clearly see the shape of her pussy lips.God it is small I said and offered to take it back, "Oh to young for me is it," she replied and I had to agree she looked great in it, so we grabbed the towels and went down to the pool.The only loungers available were four to the far side of the pool and as it was afternoon the loungers had to face away from the pool to catch the sun.Paula took off her wrap and it was then I noticed that in bright sunlight the bikini was nearly see through but Paula didn't notice with her sunglasses on.I soaked her with sun oil her nipples were erect when I oiled her legs so I played my luck and slipped a finger in to her pussy under her bikini.She jumped, but as no one could see she relaxed and I soon had her squirming, that's when the spotty teens showed up and asked if they could use the loungers next us.Paula went a bit red but agreed and they set their towels on the loungers on Paula's side and introduced themselves as Steve and Rob both from a village in North Wales.Paula apologised for the towel incident earlier but the lads said it was fine as she had a great body and could do it anytime.Paula giggled and lay back, however, with the sweat on her body from the sun heat the Bikini became more transparent with her nipples clearly visible and her pussy lips were bulging.Steve had his sunglasses on and kept sitting up to rub oil on his arms so he could take in Paula's body, staring at her nipples.At about 5:00 the lads said they were off to the town for some booze and said they would see us again.Paula said they seemed nice, still oblivious to her near nakedness and their views of her body.I said they were spotty kids on their first holiday without their parents and probably still virgins looking for some teenage pussy in the bars.We didn't see the lads for the next two days as we hired a car to see the Island and took in the sun on our travels, but we heard them coming in about 3:00 in the morning pissed up and ranting about the night they had.On Tuesday we decided to top up the tan and hit the pool but the loungers all had towels on. So we had a few drinks at the pool bar, grabbed two bottles of red wine and a picnic pack, then headed for the beach at the bottom of the Hotel grounds.We had to walk a way to find a good spot, which was by some rocks and quite secluded.Paula had the white bikini on which looked great with her tan and blonde hair and didn't go unnoticed by the guys on the beach as we walked by even with her wrap on.Lots of the women on the beach were topless so when we settled Paula took her top off and I paid particular attention to her tits and nipples when I oiled her up, getting her nipples to stand to attention then oiled her legs and fingered her pussy.We nearly drank the two bottles of wine when the lads Steve and Rob spotted us and waved, I said oh no Paula said don't be nasty and waved to them.She was reaching for her top to put it on as they arrived and Steve said, "Don't put it on for us," and to my surprise she said ok and dropped it behind her.The lads stripped to their shorts and chatted for a while saying how hot it was and said they were going to cool off in the sea.Again to my surprise Paula said she would join them as she only normally goes into swimming pools.She reached for her top but Steve said you don't need that and they all ran to the sea with Paula's tits bouncing from side to side and I must admit very sexy. They splashed about a bit, then Paula pushed Rob over, then the lads grabbed Paula taking her feet and under her arms and dipped her in the water.Steve had her arms and his hands were on her tits as they did it again and again.Finally they ran back to me and I could see the white bikini bottoms were even more see-through than the yellow, with her pussy lips bulging and clearly visible. Her nipples were standing like organ stops proving with the booze and the touching up of her tits how aroused she was.Would you mind taking some pictures of us Steve asked and Paula stood between them with an arm over their shoulders and her tits against their bodies?The digital camera picked up Paula's wet see through bottoms and she looked naked between them with her pussy lips clearly visible.Rob then gave me his mobile phone to take a few pictures with, putting his arm around Paula and touching the side of her tit with his fingers.She then sat beside me and I whispered they were after her and she whispered back, she was old enough to be their mother.Yeah you are, I said jokingly, but again she took offence and said, "I can still pull you know," and turned on her belly facing away from me.The lads then said they had enjoyed this as their best time here, thanking Paula and saying she was fun and better than all the girls they met who were either with boyfriends or too stuck up to talk to them.Then they asked what we were doing that night and would we like to go up the town with them for a laugh.I was about to say no when Paula said, "We would love to see the lively younger side of town and have some fun with them.""What do the girls wear?" she asked Rob, with Steve replying, "As little as possible as it gets hot when your dancing and in the bars.""Shoes and a skimpy dress will do," Rob said.Paula said, "Ok you're on then."We all made our way back to the hotel and Paula asked what the clubs were like, Rob said lots free shots and Party games in the best one but it may be too wild for us.Paula full of booze and pissed off with me said, ok we would do the tour and go there. Paula spent ages getting ready, finally emerging in a back less, black halter neck low cut dress with straps tied at the back of her neck, spilt sides and a hem line about four inches above the knee, topped off with black stilettos.I had to admit she looked great and her tanned tits were swinging really well as she walked.She said the bikini bottoms she had worn today were so thin she had even got an even tan with no bikini line and lifted her dress to show me her thong covered fanny with a full suntan."Well, will this pull the youngsters?" she said."In that you could pull anyone," I replied."Ok then we'll see," she said.We had our meal and more wine then, a few vodka red bulls by the bar, just finishing off as the lads arrived."Looking wicked Paula," Steve said. "Just the shoes and dress as promised then," Rob said.Not quite said Paula and flashed her thong to them - breaking promises already Steve said looks like another boring night.Paula then asked me for the room key and disappeared, leaving me with the lads who thought they had upset her.Hope we didn't go to far today Steve said and I said no we came to have some fun and Paula enjoyed herself."You're very lucky," Rob said, "she has got a great sexy body and fun too."On that Paula arrived back and said, "Ok promises kept boy's lets go."Steve said you have to prove it and Paula lifted the back of her dress, bending over and showed them her bare arse but not realising the back of her pussy lips were on show to.Then taking the lads arms and leaving me trailing behind we headed up the hill to the nightlife.We stopped at a few bars on the way up town and had free shots and the happy hour offers of two for one, with the lads making sure Paula's glass was never empty.In the third bar we found a table in the corner and the lads went for drinks to the bar.You ok I asked her and she said "sure am I sexy enough, I will prove I'm not too old to pull young ones.Then she undid the straps on the back of her dress and tied them lower so from the side you could see all her tits and nearly all from the front. Do I look younger she said, - looking sexy as hell I replied now wanting to see how far she would go in her relaxed drunken state.The boys came back with the drinks and noticed Paula's tits nearly exposed straight away and as Paula pulled the sides up Steve said don't worry all the women show more on the beach and anyway your on holiday and it didn't bother you or us today on the beach.Yeah said Rob we've seen a lot more than that of you today and with tits like that you should be proud to show them. Paula took the compliment and said to me see they appreciate me and let the sides of the dress drop showing nearly all her breasts and her nipples when she moved.The DJ played the Mavericks and Paula said she loved it so Steve asked her to dance and Paula was up like shot with her dress falling open and exposing her nipples as she gyrated from side to side.Steve spun her around and the splits on her dress rose high, flashing her pussy to those by the dance floor.Rob danced with her next and kept getting her to spin, then as she returned to the table and leaned forward her loose strap undid and her tits dropped out flashing them to us and the guys on the next table who cheered as she fastened her strap.She still fastened it low letting the dress hang loose exposing the sides of her breasts.Where to next she asked and Steve said we normally go to the Garden Club but it may be too wild for you.Paula bit straight away saying lead on Steve and again grabbed their arms as they went up the hill.The club was at the top of the hill and down an alley way under the back of the house then into a rear garden with a pool, central bar, DJ Booth and toilets to the bottom side.We found a table by the pool and had a free round of vodka shots included in the entry price.The DJ noticed Paula's tits as she raised her glass and said over the PA that Paula could have another free shot if she sat and drank it in the middle of the dance floor.Paula grabbed a stool and sat in the middle of the floor and raised the glass which left her right tit fully exposed the as she took a bow the straps dropped again and she just did a spin to the cheers of all there especially the lads on the next table to ours.She walked back to the table with her tits still out and only fastened the strap so loose that any movement showed her nipples which were now blood red and about an inch long.Paula was now as horny as I have ever seen her and playing up to the lads on our table and the others on the bench by us raising her glass and exposing her nipples at every opportunity.The surrounding crowd of lads was now filling her glass, every time it was close to empty.Then the DJ said Pool Games and asked for four male volunteers to take a dip in the pool for a free pint.Steve commented this is when it get wicked and stood up as a volunteer with three of the lads off the next table all to the cheers of the twenty or so girls there and Paula.The DJ asked the lads to stand by the pool and wave their hands, then he said as they didn't want them to get their clothes wet, to take them all off.This really got Paula and the girls hollering and screaming.None of the volunteers had big cocks and the DJ then said they had to swim a width of the pool and back then jump out of the water and grab a woman's shoe.Steve was first back and grabbed Paula's shoe then ran back to the pool where he was declared the winner.All the lads still naked were asked to grab the ladies they had taken shoes off and bring them to the pool.The DJ said that as the water had shrunk their cocks the first lady to get an erection on the guy with their shoe and make him cum would also win a bottle of champagne.Paula's hand was straight on Steve's cock and wanking like hell, as were two of the other girls but one chickened out and walked back to her seat.The DJ told that lad to get another woman to wank him and he made for Paula who needed no encouragement and used her other hand on him. This guy who's name was Sam was quickly erect and shooting a load of cum was pronounced the winner however to win the bottle Paula had to swim the pool on her back with no clothes.The crowd cheered her on and looking at me she smiled and undid the straps and let her dress drop showing her naked body to all.Most of who had cameras or Mobile phones flashing and Paula posed with her arms in the air for all to see.She then swam the pool with tits flying from side to side and her shaved pussy lips bulging from the water with each stroke, then emerged dripping wet with her nipple's rock solid like organ stops.A bar tender gave her and Sam a small towel each and picked up their clothes taking them toward the toilets to a round of applause from all.I hadn't noticed the other volunteers had gone from the pool and the DJ brought a bottle of cheap champagne to the table thanking us for being good sports.I had to go to the toilet and as I went down the steps I heard a group on the patio hooping and again Paula was the main attraction standing with the towel around her waist, tits on display and the lads around her, - she didn't see me.This time it was a bet of drinks all night if she could wank two of the lads and make them cum. Sure enough she had a cock in each hand facing the lads who had been in the pool and were still naked with her tits being felt and sucked by them as she was wanking.One of the lads then shot his load up her arm to the cheers off all and the other quickly followed with spunk shooting up over her tits - drinks all night then lads she said.Drinks all week if you let me fuck you! One of the said but Paula replied "I'm not that drunk yet but the nights young" and she wiped the cum off her arm and tits with the towel showing her cunt which was now bulging and red with her clit hanging out.Sam moved in and bent to lick Paula's clit, which she was slow to react to saying slow down plenty of time later, then she pulled her dress on and tied the straps loose again, to jeers off the lads.I slipped to the toilet and when I got back to the table Sam had joined us saying drinks on me as your wife had won him a bottle of plonk.We shared the bottles and the drinks kept flowing with Paula dancing more and more with the young lads.Sometimes four at a time and they passed her between them having a good feel of her tits and an occasional grab at her cunt which kept going on show as she lifted her dress to applause.At about two in the morning the place had gone quiet and most had moved on with Sam's mates saying they were off to the strip bar down town.Sam said he couldn't go as he was short of cash for that place and he was having fun with his new friends anyway.Just then the DJ joined us and the barman brought a bottle of vodka with glasses.Steve said you need BMWs and you can get Paula really going,- no sooner said than a massive glass of BMW was put in front of Paula.What are you after she said with a gleam in her eyes.Nothing just saying thank you the Cyprus way said the DJ.Paula knocked the drink back and another came, then we got back to talking about the pool competition with the barman Jeff saying that he could swim the pool twice by the time Paula could swim once.Paula being boozed up bit and bets were being laid with the Jeff saying if Paula won the then we had free drinks in his bars all week and if Paula lost she had to pay as in the competition."Ok," she said and standing by the pool she dropped the dress again standing naked with her nipples erect and cunt bulging.The barman stripped and he had about eight inches of slack cock and no pubic hair, Paula stared at his cock and missed the DJ saying GO.The barman was half way down the pool by the time Paula started and had finished before Paula got three quarters of the way.He helped her out of the pool feeling her tits as he did then said you lost baby."Ok," said Paula. "I have to wank you off that's the rules."Paula looked at me but I was so horny as hell and drunk, I didn't care and just nodded so she tried to put his hand on her fanny.Not here he said on the table and I will use what I want to make you cum.He led her to the table next to ours which had been cleaned and lifted her naked body on to it with her legs still dangling.Then he leaned her back and squeezed her tits pinching the nipples as he came down her body with his hands stroking her naked legs down to her feet then, raised her legs and moved back up to her soaking wet cunt.He buried his head between her legs and she moaned as his tongue entered her with the sound of her fanny lips and juices hitting his cheek.She was lost in ecstasy and rubbed her tits, which prompted Sam to take over sucking on her right nipple with Steve on the other.Paula started to squirm, as she was cumming but the Jeff pulled back and pushed his now erect ten-inch cock straight into her soaking cunt.I told you I would make you cum with what I wanted he said as he pumped her cunt with his cock slapping against her cheeks.Paula grabbed Sam's hair as she started cumin and the barman pulled out and shot a massive load of spunk over her belly and on her chin.Paula then pulled Sam's head to her cunt pushing his nose into her spunk covered pussy lips getting cum all over his face.He needed no encouragement and sucked on her, dropping his trousers as he moved between her legs and wasted no time in plunging his cock into her soaking fanny which was making slurping noises as he rammed in and out of her.He soon came in her and Steve took his place with the DJ kissing her mouth and feeling her tits.Paula climaxed again this time squirting all over Steve's spotty legs and down his trousers.Steve made the biggest grunting noise of the night as he was fucking Paula and then jerked as in pain as he came deep inside her with her clinching on his cock as she climaxed again.Two others took turns at her on the table with Paula hitting orgasm every time.I was going to fuck her when she sat up asking for a drink, which was soon brought for her."Enough for now" she said and slid in the pool to wash the come off her and drain her fanny.She emerged and dried herself with the towel lying there and slipped back in the dress and her shoes.Said thanks to every one and grabbed my hand.They gave a cheer and round of applause as we left and Paula turned and smiled.I thought the night was over as we left the club but was I wrong, as you will see next.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 62 |
lolas1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/lolas1.txt | Part A: "Lola's Two Tight Ends"Lola was nearly swooning with ecstasy. She was standing nude at the foot of the bed, breathless from the thrilling sight before her.There on the bed were her powerful, bodybuilder husband James, and her lean, fit lover Mel. They were kneeling right next to each other each other with their heads down on the pillow and their underpants down around their knees, "presenting" their glorious bare asses to her. Her pussy was soaking wet. She could hardly contain her joy at the sense of power it gave her to have these two sexy, big-dicked studs at her command.She paused briefly just to look at them and savor the moment, enjoying the thought of the delicious spanking she was about to give them."Thrust them up for me boys," she told them. And she couldn't stifle a wicked little laugh as they obeyed her, arching their backs and offering her better access to those fantastic buns.She was also taking real pride in the fiendishly clever scheme she'd devised to get them like this.James was her total slave. He loved making love to her so much that he would do anything to do it. She agreed to marry him on condition that her pleasure was his first and foremost obligation. Part of the marriage vows included his promise that he would cater completely to her sexual whims and allow her to punish him whenever the mood struck.He also (reluctantly) agreed that she could have other lovers to satisfy her shameless sexual appetites, and that if she got the urge, she would make him watch and even "help out" -- as she fucked her lovers.No one who saw James would ever believe he was a total love slave to a woman. He was a massive, he-man type who took great pride in his body, pumping iron five days a week and using a sun lamp to get an "all over" tan.He was a promising light-heavyweight amateur boxerHe was also a good lover and had an enormous cock. So she rarely needed other men.But one day at the library, she saw an attractive man staring at her with a desire so tangible she could feel it across the room. She knew how beautiful she is and wasn't surprised when men found her attractive. But Lola wasn't content with just any man. She would never bother with a guy who believed sex was about giving and receiving. None of this fifty-fifty stuff with her. Only a guy who had the potential to be her total slave had a prayer of being with her.She knew, from the way he looked at her that this man (Mel) was a promising candidate.He approached her and as they made small talk, she watched his eyes take her in, lovingly and longingly.Soon, they were out in her car making out. His kisses made her tingle. She could feel that when he pressed his lips to her, there was nothing else on his mind.That's when she got the brilliant idea. She would put him through a test. And if he passed, she would reward him by allowing him to serve her.If not, well it only meant he wasn't worthy of her anyway.She reached down and felt his cock and was overjoyed to discover it was huge at least as big as her husband's and every bit as hard. "MMmmm!" she sighed. "Can I take it out of your pants and play with it a little?""Oh yes!" he said. And when she did she loved what she saw. It was beautiful. She was tempted to fuck him right then and there, but she applied her will power, knowing that if things worked out the way she thought they might, she would have him in an even more perfect way. So she slowly jacked him and whispered into his ear."You know I'd love to have this wonderful dick inside me," she told him. "But you're going to have to prove how much you want me.""I will!" he said. "I'll do anything you say."The words sent a shiver through her body."It's going to take a lot of courage," she told him. "Anything!" he told her again."Okay," she said. "Tonight I want you to come to my house. I'll leave the front door unlocked. I want you to strip down to your underpants nothing else, sneak into the bedroom and climb quietly into bed with me.""How is that going to take courage?" he asked her."Because my big strong husband will be sleeping right next to me. And if he catches us, he'll turn you every way but loose and beat your ass like there's no tomorrow."Now, of course, Lola knew she would never allow her servant husband to hurt this gorgeous hunk. But she also knew this guy DIDN'T know that. So if he would be gallant enough to take a risk like that to have her. He was definitely "slave" material."I'll do it," he said, without hesitation. "I'll take any gamble to have you!"Part B: "Lola's Midnight Caller"That night, Lola was far too excited to sleep. She lay on her stomach, clad only in a pair of black thong bikini panties, as James slept his heavy sleep, dressed in his jockey shorts.Lying beside him always gave her a safe-but-powerful feeling. She knew he could take charge of any dangerous situation that came up. And she also knew SHE could take charge of HIM. The minutes dragged by 10, 10:30, 11 .About midnight, she gave up on Mel and decided she'd expected too much.But just as she was starting to drift off, she heard the front door creak open and heard a faint rustling like clothes coming off in the living room.She felt a quickening in her pussy and her nipples were instantly hard. "Wow," she thought. "My brave knight is here to rescue me."She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep but she could hear the faint sound of Mel's footsteps on the bedroom rug.She felt the gentle touch of his hand on her back and opened her eyes to see him kneeling on the floor, his lips just inches from hers. He moved his mouth slowly to hers and touched her with a soft kiss. "What do you want me to do?" he asked.She smiled at him glowing all over with his desire for her."I want you to worship me," she whispered back."I do," he said. "How can I prove it?"Lola pointed to a sham pillow near the foot of the bed. "I want you to put that cushion under my waist and raise me up a little. Then I want you to kiss my ass."She loved the thrill of hearing herself say something so bold. For all she knew he might get up and leave. She was asking him to abandon his pride and to make her feel like a queen.But when he released a sigh of adoration, she knew she had him and that this was going to be an ecstatic night for her.He started to crawl over to get the pillow, but she touched his arm and eased him gently back to her. "But we have to be very quiet," she whispered. "He's a light sleeper."Soon the pillow was under her and his tongue and lips were tenderly caressing her ass. It felt heavenly. The feel of his mouth on her ass made her tingle. She loved the dirty thrill of knowing she was getting her ass licked as her husband slept blithely unaware right beside her. It was so naughty!She knew she was very close to moaning with delight, but she decided to up the ante anyway."You're doing a great job on my ass," she whispered. "But I want you to slide your tongue down and lap my cunt."And she arched her ass higher up to give him better access.Instantly his tongue found her clit and he tickled it teasingly with playful little licks.She sucked in her breath involuntarily and as she did, he moved his tongue up again, away from her clit and ran it along her pussy lips."You're so juicy," he breathed softly. "I'm getting you really worked up aren't I?"Indeed he was. She knew she was going to deliberately wake James up at some point that had been the intent from the beginning of course. But she decided to play a little game with herself and see how long she could go without letting out a moan of sheer glee.He wasn't making it easy. He began sliding his tongue all the way from the top of the crack of her ass, down over her asshole (pausing each time to give it a little tickle), on down to the bottom of her pussy all the way to her clit.Gradually, he kept increasing his speed but there was no haste involved. Even as he went faster and faster, he was careful to "stop at all the bases," making sure to give each part of her the devoted attention it deserved.Suddenly, before she knew what she was doing, a loud shriek of delirious madness escaped from her throat.Instantly, James sprang to a sitting position.Part C: Opening CeremoniesBefore she knew it, James had grabbed Mel and the two of them were wrestling on the floor. Lola knew she wasn't going to allow James to harm him, but she couldn't resist watching them wrestle around on the floor for awhile. She had to admit it was kind of sexy watching two nearly naked guys with their muscles straining, their big dicks making huge bulges in the crotches of their tight jockey shorts. James didn't have much trouble subduing Mel. Soon he was sitting on top of him pinning his arms down at his sides."I'll kill you, you rapist!" he shouted and drew his fist back to hit Mel in the face. "Wait. Don't hit me. Please, let me up. I wasn't after your wife. I just ."But James grabbed his throat with his left hand and set up the punch with his right. That's when Lola called out, just in time."Stop that this minute," she said. "He wasn't raping me. He was giving me a wonderful pussy and ass licking. And YOU interrupted us. For that, I'm going to give you a good sound bare-bottomed spanking and I'm going to do it right here in front of Mel."Both men looked at her, stunned. James because it was the last thing he expected to hear. And Mel because he couldn't believe she was talking to this burly man with such authority."You were very brave to come here tonight, Mel," Lola said. "And you were doing a fantastic job on me when this big oaf woke up and spoiled it.""Hey wait a mi --" James said. "Shut up," Lola said, and then smiled flirtatiously at Mel. "Would you like to see me spank him for you?"Mel smiled and nodded. "Wow!" he said. "I think it would be hot to watch that."James shot him a dirty look but just as Mel looked his most confident; Lola seemed to switch her mood."Oh you would, huh? Well now that I think of it, I think you've been less than perfect tonight. I heard you say you weren't after me. You coward. You say you'll do anything for me, but you weren't brave enough to admit you were wild for me because you thought you were going to get punched."Mel just looked at her."So," Lola continued. "You wimped out on me."She loved the way both men were looking at her. She knew at that moment she could make them do anything she wanted to."I'll tell you what," she said. "One of you is going to get fucked tonight the one who I believe is the better man. But I'm going to really make you work for me. Are you ready to compete for me?"To her joy, both guys nodded."And I'm going to start by giving you both the spanking you deserve. Now get up here side by side on the bed. Take those undies down and put those strong, masculine bare asses up in the air for me."Part D: "Bottoms Up!"James was the first to comply. He quickly obeyed, pulling his jockeys down and climbing onto the bed and getting into position. Lola was proud of how well trained he had become. Mel on the other hand was still reeling over the sudden turn of events and lay frozen in place on the floor where only moments before he braced himself for a world class pummeling. Lola looked at him and raised her eyebrows and said, "It's now or never Mel, you said you would compete for me and you would do anything to have me, so what's it gonna be?" Mel scrambled to his feet and yanked his jockeys down and practically flew onto the bed. He had never wanted Lola to think that he was anything but willing to do whatever it took to have her. But he felt like he had somehow landed on another planet, a wild, sexy, playful, thrilling planet yes, but one where the completely unexpected kept happening and he was just trying to catch his breath. Now with both men in position on the bed, Lola could admire this delightful sight. Both men had wonderful bodies and their bare bottoms on display side by side gave Lola a thrill that made her shiver all over. "Gentlemen," said Lola. "Since the winner of this little competition of ours will get the honor of satisfying me completely, I need to make sure that you will be up to the task. Our competition will have several parts so you will really have to work." Lola reached under the bed and pulled out the long riding crop that she kept there for "special" occasions. She paced back and forth at the foot of the bed surveying with lust the two delicious men who would soon be competing for her. And as she began explaining the rules Mel couldn't help but notice that she would smack her left palm with the riding crop almost absentmindedly but always to add emphasis. "We will begin our "Stud Olympics" with me taking turns spanking each of your wonderful asses, not with my bare hand as I had originally planned but with this," and the sound of crop whizzing through the air and smacking on Lola's hand made it clear what she was planning. "It is important that you do not cry out," said Lola. "If you hope to be with me tonight, you will have to take it like men, which means, no whimpers, or groans and absolutely no wiggling around trying to get away. Do I make myself clear?" Mel nodded and looked over at James who had his head turned facing the other way. He couldn't figure this guy out. How could he be married to this incredible woman and obviously not satisfy her. He knew that if/when he got the opportunity to worship her; he would make sure that Lola wouldn't be able to think of anyone else but him. He had seen the flicker of disappointment darken across Lola's eyes for a split second before he had gotten onto the bed. He knew that she had wondered if she had made a mistake asking him here and he vowed to prove himself no matter what it took.Just then Mel heard the crack of the riding crop and James let out a deep groan. He was so accustomed to this position that he had fallen asleep while Lola was explaining the rules. She had given him a good hard smack to wake him up, leaving a crimson line across his tan ass. "That is your only warning James. I am cutting you slack this one time because I know that you were sleeping very soundly just a few minutes ago and you do love your beauty sleep, but now it's my time so get into gear if you want to prove to me that you desire me and deserve me the most."Lola now stood at the foot of the bed right in between both men. She was tingling all over. She was so hot and so wet that it took all of her willpower not to dive into that bed and have them both right then and there. She took turns giving each man one good smack at a time making sure that neither of them made any noise. As their asses got redder their breathing got harder but that was the only indication either was giving that they were working hard to stay quiet and win the privilege of fucking her tonight. Sometimes she would tickle their balls with soft flap at the end of the crop. There was no denying that they both enjoyed that. Their cocks were both so big and hard. She knew it would be difficult to choose. She took a moment to slide onto the bed and lick each of those huge pricks, just a taste, just a tease before resuming her work on their backsides. Both men had their faces buried in pillows biting them to help endure this first competition. Lola's arm grew tired, she didn't see any sign that either man was giving in. She stopped to survey her handiwork. Both men were an impressive, glowing red, so red in fact that Lola could feel heat coming off of both of their asses.Part E: "The Bull-Milking Event""You both have done very well. I am impressed! You both must want me very badly but it can only be one of you. You may sit up now. Sit here on the end of the bed and let me explain the next part of our competition," said Lola as she sat in the arm chair facing the foot of the bed with her knees spread far apart to give the men a good look at what they just might be getting. The men moved slowly both wincing slightly as they cautiously sat their asses on the end of the bed. Lola could tell that they both enjoyed the view. She had to laugh to herself, her view wasn't bad either, two gorgeous guys with huge, rock hard cocks facing her on the end of the bed, both craving her and ready to continue to prove it to her."Those dicks sure do look great," she said. Then, winking at Mel, she added, "I always thought my hubby had the biggest, hardest, readiest cock I'd ever seen. But it looks he's got some real competition here tonight."She enjoyed the look of jealousy on James' face as he stole a look at Mel's straight-standing penis (which was indeed every bit as hard, ready and big as his own). Both of them were gushing with that clear pre-cum fluid."But neither one of you has anything to be ashamed of in that department," Lola continued. She lay back in her chair and slowly rubbed her cunt as she feasted her eyes on them. She could see them get even more excited at the sight of her stroking herself. "I just love the way those enormous dicks glisten with love juice in this dim room light," she said. "I just couldn't be with a man who didn't drip for me that way."Of course she already knew what the next game in the Stud Olympics was going to be. She had thought it up and prepared for it earlier in the day. "Okay," she said. "It's time for The Bull Milking Event." "The what?" asked James."You heard me," Lola teased. "I can see how much you both desire me. There's no way you can be faking those gigantic hard-ons. But a really good indication of which of you deserves me most is who is generating the most love juice. So I'm going to 'milk' you two 'bulls' to see which one of you can give me more of it."She leaned back even farther in the chair, feeling a tingle of anticipation."First of all, to get me into the right mood, Mel, I want to crawl over here and put your face between my legs." Mel got up off the bed and started walking over. "Did I say walk?" Lola asked. "No," Mel said. "I want you to crawl on all fours and kneel here with your face right here." Lola patted herself with both hands, high on her bare thighs. She loved adding the extra dose of humiliation of making him crawl to her. She knew it was important to maintain strict control of all aspects of the "Games."When Mel was in position, Lola addressed her husband."And James, I want you to crawl into the kitchen and bring me two little shot glasses and I want you to be really quick about it. I want them here fast because I can't wait to get my hands on your big hard cocks.""Okay," James said, dropping quickly to the floor onto his hands and knees. "But I better not catch you walking," Lola said, taking Mel's hair into her hands and drawing his head close to her pussy, "or I'm going to go back to work on that haughty tight ass of yours and maybe even let Mel here help me get it red. Is that clear?" Then she smiled naughtily at him and added:"And just to make sure you don't dawdle, you should know that while you're gone, Mel here is going to be entertaining me in grand style, kissing and licking my cunt. Think about it: Every second you delay getting back here in this room is a second when this delightful hunk will be lapping your wife's pussy with his tongue. And I can tell you from the way he was sucking me earlier -- before we were so rudely interrupted that I'm going to be in heaven. And if you're gone too long, I could just lose all control. He might be fucking me right here on this chair by the time you get back. And I have a funny feeling that once we start fucking, he'll be fucking me all night long!"James shot a look of undisguised hatred at Mel as Lola roughly and teasingly pulled Mel's face into her sopping wet vagina.The combination of his expert tongue playing along her cunt lips and the sight of her husband's strong macho ass as he scurried away from her on all fours shot a wave of electric ecstasy through her body.She threw back her head and laughed, "Your adorable tail looks so cute and funny when you crawl fast like that, darling," she called to her husband. "Such great entertainment!"As he rushed around the corner, she made a promise to herself that one night she would invite some of her friends over and make James give them horsy rides. She'd let them mount him one at a time and slap his powerful bare behind and make him carry them around the room while she and the others watched, laughing.They'd call her the hostess of the century.When he was out of sight, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the wonderful head she was getting from this brave and wonderful new lover of hers. She could feel how Mel adored her. He communicated his passion with his lips and tongue. Even his breath, cooling the juice around her clit, sent shockwaves of joy through her."I wish I had time to suck you off completely," he told her.Lola continued stroking his head and whispered, giggling: "You don't have to rush. This afternoon, I hid the shot glasses in the back of the silverware drawer. It'll take my husband at least 10 minutes to find them. Plenty of time for you to get me off."And if you DON'T get me off, I'm going to let him take you across his knee and watch and cheer and clap as he gets your bare ass cardinal-red. And don't think he can't do it. Take a look at those muscles of his and just imagine how hard he can spank! One time, one of my lovers got sloppy and careless with me. He came too fast. I had James paddle his ass for three solid hours. Man it was so much fun watching that. It got me really hot. The poor dude's little bottom was so sore he couldn't even put his underpants back on for a whole day. So you better make me come."She laughed a wicked laugh that sent goose bumps through Mel. There was no doubt about it. She was a dangerous, shamelessly selfish woman a woman who would do anything (and make her men do anything) to get a sexual rush. He knew he should get out of there. But he also knew she was much too beautiful and magnetic. There was no way he could resist her.The combination of her incredible loveliness and the fear of lying over James' lap inspired him, and within two minutes Lola was moaning at the top of her lungs. She thrust her pussy hard into his face and came to a shivering, shuddering climax . . . just as James crawled back into the room with the shot glasses.Again, James shot Mel a withering look but said nothing. "Oh James you can't believe the heavenly head he just gave me," Lola said. "I came so-oo good. Too bad you weren't here to see it."Then she laughed wildly and patted Mel's head. "I could get used to you," she said. James scowled murderously at him.Then it was time for the game."Here are the rules," Lola said, getting up and taking a plastic bottle of baby oil out of the bureau drawer. "James, since you were such a good boy to bring in the shot glasses, we're going to start with you. You're going to get on all fours on the bed. I'm going to milk you for three minutes and collect your love juice in one of the glasses. While I'm doing you, Mel will keep the time and Mel, you better not let me catch you cheating or I think you know what I'm going to let my husband do to you."She smiled at him tauntingly, and then turned back to James."When I've milked you for three minutes, you guys will trade off and I'll do Mel while you time us."At the end, the guy whose shot glass contains the most pre-cum fluid wins the event."She handed Mel a stopwatch. He watched James climb onto the bed and place his muscular body on hands and knees. He knew that Lola was deliberately playing the two of them against each other and he didn't even want to think of what this man could and would do to him if she weren't there to protect him. He knew it was another subtle means of manipulating him. And, along with her over-the-top desirability, it heightened his strong incentive to please her.As if reading Mel's mind, Lola teased him."Look at this husband of mine," she said. "Look at that body. Man, he really IS a bull isn't he? A huge he-man with a huge cock. And I'm going to play with it. Am I a lucky girl or what?"With that, she climbed onto the bed and knelt beside James, facing Mel. She greased her right palm with baby oil, set the bottle down on the night stand and picked up one of the shot glasses with her left."Go!" she said. And Mel started the watch. Expertly, she jacked her husband's stiff, powerful cock up and down as he moaned with pleasure, she laughed with unrestrained joy as she carefully held the glass under the tip of his dick, collecting the stringy clear stuff. "Oh man this is so much fun!" she cried between peals of laughter. "Look at it pour out of him for me. See how bad he wants me, Mel? Believe me, you're really going to have to produce if you're going to beat this bull of mine."And it was true. When three minutes was up the glass was three-quarters full.She set it on the night stand and roughly pushed James off the bed, laughing. "Okay," she told him. "Grab the watch and let me milk my new lover. I've been wanting to handle that big dick of his all night."Mel crawled up on the bed. But as he was about to get into position, his face came close to Lola's exposed bosom and he noticed her nipples were as hard as pebbles. They stood out proudly from her pretty, pert breasts."My god!" he said. "Your tits are so breathtakingly beautiful. Could I just take them into my mouth for a little while before you milk me? I know it would relax you and it will certainly give me inspiration."She sighed deeply and smiled. "Ahh. Why thanks, Mel. I think that would be wonderful!""Hey!" James thundered from where he stood at the foot of the bed. "That's not fair. I didn't get any extra inspiration."Lola smiled at him meanly and tauntingly. "That's because it didn't occur to you, you big oaf," she said. "You didn't think to offer. Mel doesn't take my tits for granted. Don't you think it's only right that he gets to give them a little attention?"She laughed as James' bit his lip to keep from saying something that would offend her.Then, sitting back on the shams against the headboard, Lola took Mel into her arms and cradled his face to her like a breastfeeding mother, all the time smiling tauntingly at her husband.Mel held her tightly, his arms around her back and passionately suckled, moving his mouth from one of her nipples to the other, alternately taking the whole breast into his mouth, teasingly biting her nipple, then licking at it soothingly. "Oooh, James," she called out to her husband. "You can't imagine how good this feels. Why, he's making me come without even touching my clit."Because Mel's attention was totally on Lola's graceful breasts, he could only imagine the rage and jealousy in James' face. Finally he kissed each nipple "goodbye." He took his place on his hands and knees and Lola began milking him."Oh my God!" she screamed, laughing. "James, I wouldn't have believed this. His dick is so big I can barely get my hand around it. I actually think it's even a little bigger than yours."And the juice is just pouring out of him. I know it sounds incredible but I think this bull is going to be the Blue Ribbon winner."She kept working his cock faster and faster, catching the flood of it in the little glass. "Oh what a night I'm having," she laughed. "I truly believe I'm playing with the biggest dick I ever handled."When the three minutes had elapsed, she picked up the two shot glasses and held them side by side."No contest," she said. "I'm sorry James. His glass is full to the brim. He's the hands down winner in this event."Then after a pause, she laughed again. "No actually, I'd say I'M the winner in this event. I've handled two enormous cocks and made two sexy studs prove how much they long for me. Does it get any better? Could a girl have more fun than that?"But to her delight, she found the next "game" in the Stud Olympics actually WAS more fun. Part F: "The 'Tongues Only' Event"Lola poured the contents of both shot glasses over her breasts and let the warm liquid roll down over her nipples and onto her hard, flat stomach. She loved the way it felt against her skin. "Okay gentlemen, we are now ready for the next contest. James if you lose Mel will be the winner for the night, but if you win we will have one final tie breaker." James shot Mel another deadly look while Mel could only feel the real possibility that he just might be the winner tonight. "The first one to bring me to orgasm will win. This is a tongues-only event. I will set the timer for two minutes and you will each get to take turns until I come. Mel I want you to come down off the bed and get on all fours here on the floor. You will start out as my chair, or bed I guess I should say. You must make sure that you support me, if I feel that I might fall, you will be disqualified. James you will start this contest, you will have the first two minutes before you will have to switch places with Mel. We will keep doing this until I am completely satisfied. Is that understood?" Both men nodded and both seemed to be feeling confident that they would win. Lola turned on the timer and lay down across Mel's strong back. She teased him by rubbing her bare bottom against his and reminded him one more time that he had to be a good, solid, sturdy bed for her. James got into position and couldn't help but notice the humiliating sight of his rival's bare ass right beneath his beautiful wife's delicious cunt. Lola spread her legs wide and motioned to the already ticking timer. James got busy right away. He knew his wife better than anyone and knew that he could win this event easily. He knew that Lola was already hot so he jumped right past teasing her and locked on to her clit and wouldn't let go. Lola gasped with delight. This is just what she had hoped for. As he licked and sucked her she wriggled around and could feel Mel straining to keep her steady. She knew that she had found a good one in Mel; he was so willing, so obedient. The time was ticking down for James and he picked up the pace. Lola had to laugh to herself, he looked like a thirsty dog that had just found lifesaving water. She could feel the edges of the point of no return and just in time the buzzer rang. "Time to switch boys," and with that Lola stood up, her legs were shaking but she made a good show of being in control. James got down on all fours and Lola couldn't help but admire his broad sculpted shoulders. With James there was more room for her to stretch out and she giggled wickedly to herself as she lay down on him, her back against his, knowing that her plan was working out perfectly. Mel was eager to get started and Lola could tell by his beautiful hard cock that he was enjoying this completely. She turned on the timer, even though she knew it wasn't necessary. Mel looked at her adoringly, Lola was an incredible woman and he was being given the privilege of giving her pleasure.All he could think was that life is good! He buried his face in her pussy. He could tell by the way she pushed herself towards him that she was loving what he was doing. He also knew that with the clock ticking he didn't have time to cherish all of her; he had work to do -- and fast. He focused all of his attention on her clit and worked hard and fast. Lola began arching her back knowing that James would not let her fall. Her whole body quaked and quivered as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. She had to grab Mel by the hair and make him stop. "You've won darlin', you've won. Now let me catch my breath."To be continued? |
mean.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/mean.txt | Let me start by saying I thought we were a happy married couple. Boy was I wrong. I had gotten into the habit of masturbating all the time. As a result I had no interest in having sex with my wife.When we met 10 years ago, we had sex all the time. At home, in parks, on the side of the road, we even had threeways with females and males.Now, my wife, Sandy, is a good looking woman. She is 35,blonde, 5ft1, 120lbs and 38D tits. I am 45, 5ft 8in, 155lbs. I have always made good money and she has been able to buy whatever she wanted. We haven't done any threeways or anything really for 2 or 3 years.Tuesday evening I come home from work and I can tell she is mad. She starts screaming that she is feed up with not getting fucked. She says she wants to invite someone over this Friday night. I ask who? She says, "I don't know, I'll get on line and find someone." I said fine. I thought it would be nice to see her get fucked again. That has always turned me on. I would usually fuck her after they would leave.Friday came and before going to work I asked if she found someone? She said yes. And for me to be home early so I could get a shower and have a few drinks before he arrived. I asked what he looked like. She said, "Don't fuckin' worry about it. You just be here and you better do everything I tell you or I'm leaving you." I said, "Calm done, I'll do whatever you want." I arrived home at 6PM. She was already dressed and looked like a fuckin' hooker. She looked good. She screams at me to get a shower and just put on jeans and a tee shirt and penny loafers with no socks. "He'll be here at 7PM." I took a quick shower and shaved and got dressed. When I went to the living room, the fireplace was lit and she was sitting on the couch having a drink. I got a drink and went to sit next to her on the couch. She told me to sit in the chair across from the couch. In the past, whenever we've had someone "over," we always sat together. I was getting a little worried.At 7 sharp, the doorbell rang. She told me to get it. I went to the door and opened it. There stood a black man, in his late 30's or early 40's, 6ft4, 200lbs and black as the ace of spades. He stuck out his hand and said, "hi I'm Mike, you must be Bill?"I said yes and took his hand to shack. In all the years we've done this, we have never had a black over. My hand was like a baby's in his. I thought he was going to break my hand. He stepped in and I closed the door. When we walked into the living room, Sandy stood up. Her mini skirt had ridden up and she quickly pulled it down. She went to shack Mike's hand and he just pushed her hand down and hugged her and kissed her on the neck. His hands did seem to move towards her ass. Sandy's quickly sat down and asked Mike to join her. She asked him what he would like to drink. He said a beer was fine. She handed me her glass and said go get us a drink. I did as I was told. When I returned to the living room he had his arm around her shoulder and his other hand was on her leg. I handed them their drinks and Sandy says," Bill, put on some nice slow dancing music. I put on a CD and went to sit down. They were kissing. I was getting pissed. We always took things slow in the past.Sandy asks Mike if he would like to dance. He said sure. As they are dancing, he starts to run his hands down to her ass. The next thing I know he is raising her skirt and playing with her ass. It then that I notice she isn't wearing any panties, not even a thong. He begins to squeeze her tits and she loves that. As they are dancing, they are whispering to each other and laughing. I'm sitting there watching a big black man feel up my wife and I have a hard on. To add more to my embarrassment, I'm sure they can see my hard on with the tight jeans I have on. They finish dancing and go to the couch and sit down. Mike yells, "Boy, go get us another drink." I go and get their drinks and when I get back to the living room, Sandy has her blouse off and he is sucking on her nipples. She is rubbing his huge cock thru his pants and she is breathing very hard. My cock is harder than I can ever remember watching those black hands squeezing my wife's big white tits.They finally stop long enough to take a drink. Mike says, "Damn boy, you can't take care of this fine piece of white pussy? You just remember this night is about her. You do what you are told." I said, OK. He said, "What did you say boy?" I said, "Yes sir." He said, "That's better."Then Sandy stood up and said she was going to take a bubble bath. "Mike wants my pussy and ass real clean, plus it will give you a chance to get to know each other."Sandy went to the bathroom and Mike told me to get him another drink. When I returned to the living room, Mike was completely naked. I just stared at his cock. It was soft and it was still at least 9inches long. He took the drink from me and said, "You like my cock bitch?" I said, "Uuh no. I'm not sure?"He told me to get naked. I don't know why, but I took off my clothes. My cock was rock hard and about 8inches. He stood and said, "No wonder you can't take care of your wife, with a cock that small."I was still staring at his cock when I felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me to me knees. When I get to my knees, his cock is right at my face. He starts slapping my face with his cock. "That's what a real cock feels like." He holds his cock up and places his balls right against my mouth. "Lick my balls bitch." I don't know why, but I started licking his balls. "Suck em." I start putting one of his balls in my mouth and sucking it. He tells me to put both in. I do as I'm told. He says," you real good at sucking balls, now lets see what you can do with a mans cock?" He points his cock at my mouth and I open up for him. He is shoving his cock in my mouth when Sandy walks in.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 61 |
mywifetheslut.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/mywifetheslut.txt | I dont know what first made me suspicious that my wife was fooling around on the side. Beth is a striking brunette with large brown eyes and a gorgeous body. She didnt have a lot of sexual experience before we married ten years ago, and I guess youd say we had a pretty vanilla sex life.Until recently, that is. Then I noticed that she wanted to try some new sex positions and that sort of thing. I wondered if she was screwing one of my friends or her best friends husband.But nothing clicked until I realized she always arranged to be at home when the gardener, Jorge, came by. He often volunteered to do extra chores around the yard at no charge, too. Hes a very well-built, dark-haired Latino guy, in his late twenties, so I could understand her interest in him. I decided to sneak home when he was there to see what was up.One Monday recently when I knew the gardener was supposed to come by, I told Beth that I had to drive to a clients office that is about a two-hour drive from where we live. But instead I drove to a coffee shop, killed about an hour flirting with a waitress, and drove toward home. Parking on the next street, I approached our house thru the park that runs behind it. I stood in the trees and looked into our yard.Sure enough, the gardener was there, but so was his helper, another good-looking Hispanic man in his early twenties. I was a bit disappointed, figuring nothing would happen with this other guy around. I could not have been more wrong.Beth came out the back door, glanced around, and called Jorge over to her. She stood very close to him, her ripe breasts about to burst out of her soft grey baby t-shirt. They spoke for a few minutes before signaling to Jorges co-worker to join them. Then, to my shock, Beth led them into the house.I waited a few minutes and walked silently to the back of the house. Peering in through the window of our rec-room, I received the biggest jolt of my life.Beth and Jorge were making out in front of the big couch. She was wearing nothing except the watch I had given her for her last birthday and her wedding ring. The other guy stood behind her, gently fondling her tits. He was dark-skinned and his fingers made a striking contrast to her milky white boobs. Her nipples were already swollen and stiff. Every now and then shed stop and turn to kiss the man behind her.After a few minutes they laid Beth back across the couch and Jorge proceeded to go down on her while his friend sucked on her breasts. She is extremely sensitive to both kinds of oral pleasure and began to moan loudly. Since the window was open a few inches, I could hear everything clearly.Jorge licked his finger and inserted it in her cunt. I couldnt see much then because he blocked my view, but I could see his forearm moving back and forth as he finger-fucked her. It doesnt take long to make her cum when she is being fingered. She had a tremendous, gasping climax after just a couple of minutes.I was both turned on and jealous by what I was watching. I thought about breaking into the scene, but I was afraid of what might happen these two guys were a lot stronger than I am. and my own hard-on told me I wanted to see more.As Beth regained her senses, Jorge kissed her deeply and said, "Now our fun begins." He straddled her chest, one leg on the floor and the other behind her on the couch, and brought his cock to her lips. Although it was no longer than mine (about six inches), it was very thick. She opened her mouth and took him in.Meanwhile his friend moved between her legs and pressed his much longer and darker prick against her very wet pussy lips. She moaned as he slid right in. I trembled with excitement: my once-shy wife was doing these two studs at once!Now, Beth doesnt like the taste of cum, so as Jorge began to build up speed with his thrusts she pulled her mouth away. But he would have none of that. "Señora Beth, when you start with a Latino man, you finish with him." He gripped her head and pressed his cock back into her mouth.For a moment or two she tried to twist her head away, even pulling feebly at his hands with her delicate fingers. He was much too strong, though, and she soon gave in, sucking him deeply, her cheeks hollowed.While she pleasured him this way, her hands slid up his muscular forearms. I noticed again her wedding ring and her pretty watch, tokens of my love. As Jorge fucked Beths mouth, his friend plugged away at her cunt, and the room was filled with the sounds of men rutting in heat. They used my wife like the little slut she had become.Jorge was close now, and when he erupted he pulled out of Beths mouth and shot gobs of white spunk all over her face. As he pumped the last drops, he shoved his dick back into her lips, and this time she licked him eagerly.When he was done he went into the bathroom, leaving his friend alone with my wife. This other guy really pounded her now, long strokes in and out, and I heard her reach another shuddering orgasm.As Jorge came back to watch, his pal turned Beth around to fuck her doggie style on the couch. He gripped her hips with his powerful hands and thrust his long tool in to the hilt. Finally, he came with a gasp and a string of Spanish I couldnt understand.Jorge came over and said, "Let this pretty gringo bitch clean you off." So his friend came around the couch and dripped his last cum into Beths waiting mouth and across her cheeks, Jorge whispering words of encouragement to her.By this point, Jorge was again hard as a rock, and he beat himself off in front of her face. "Señora Beth, you want I will cum on your beautiful face, like you a porno star?" he asked.To my astonishment, she replied, "Yes, baby, shoot your hot cum all over my face!" This he promptly did, most of it ending up in her hair as she tossed her head about. I gazed at my wife, her face and hair covered with other mens cum, and realized she had never been so beautiful and sexy as she was at that moment.I left the window as quietly as I could and returned to my car. When I came home later that day, I said nothing and Beth acted as if it had just been a quiet day around the house. But that night, when we made love, she sucked my cock for the first time until I came.And that wasnt the last of her new tricks: the next week she invited me to fuck her magnificent ass! I love her more than ever and hope her new habit continues.END |
husbands.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/husbands.txt | I'll warn you right off that this is not an exciting story. Instead I offer you a real story and hope that in some way, that fact will make it a better story than one I invented. The first thing most of you will say is that I did it to myself. Here I was, a guy with very little (almost no) sexual experience marrying a woman with, shall we say, a history. I thought that life would be sex, sex, sex... but of course it wasn't. After a few years, my mother gave up asking when she would get grandchildren and sex became a monthly occurrence like paying the mortgage or washing the car. Forget about oral (twice ever, both times she was drunk) or anything other than missionary. I could have had an affair, but I've never had success with the ladies and I didn't want to go so far as to cheat on Sharon. Instead, I started fantasizing about the guys she had been with and what she did with them. I would jerk off picturing her giving her body like a whore to one of her ex-boyfriends or at a party. By now you're thinking that something must be wrong with me to fantasize about my wife with other guys. I guess I've always been more of a voyeur than a doer and my wife was more than happy with the status quo.In addition to the lack of sex, during the first years of our marriage she got more and bitchier about things around the house. The house needed to be cleaned, dinner needed to be made more quickly, the grass was too long, etc. It was really starting to get to me when she got upset that my friend Jimmy and I were going to stay up and drink some beers. I had worked with Jimmy about three years at the time of this story and we'd gotten to be good friends. Once or twice a month he came over for dinner Friday nights and we would watch a ball game for a few hours. It had been a tough week at work and Jimmy and I needed to relax a bit more than usual. Sharon was in one of her pissed-off moods made worse by vodka and didn't want anyone in the house even though she would be in bed reading as usual. She realized she couldn't throw him out without making a scene so she told me she was going to "take a double" (her name for a sleeping pill and vodka shot) and go to bed while we could "stay up to any goddamn hour we pleased!" I was grateful for that "double" since it meant she would be out cold until morning.Despite my wife's past, she had only been with white men. She's not a racist, but she finds the idea of interracial sex to be extremely distasteful. Meanwhile, Jimmy is as black as they come. He was in a gang growing up and looks like he never got out with his corn-row hair and tattoos. In short, he looks like any self-respecting white girl's worst nightmare or most hidden fantasy. I waited about 15 minutes for the "double" to take effect the asked Jimmy had he ever been with a white woman. He told me he never had but always wanted to try one out. I then asked if he liked how my wife looked. He told me she was pretty and I told him that she was his to use how he wanted. At first he didn't believe me, but I managed to convince him. The one requirement I had was that I would be videotaping it. He agreed and we went to my bedroom.I went in first and turned on the light. I called out, "Sharon." But she didn't wake up. I shook her and she barely responded and never got close to waking up. The "double" had taken effect and she was ready. Jimmy timidly pulled the comforter down and revealed Sharon in a gray t-shirt and light blue panties. She was on her side and her knees were pulled up giving access to her ass. Jimmy started rubbing it lightly and since Sharon didn't stir, he got bolder and started rubbing more between her legs. I would like to say that I was getting jealous seeing all of this, but instead I got a massive hard-on. I wanted to start jerking off right there, but that would have made taking the video impossible. I would have to wait until later. His hands crept inside the back of my wife's panties and he was caressing her bare ass and probably a little bit of pussy as low as his fingers were going.Jimmy left her panties hanging half off her butt and stripped his clothing off. He grabbed his cock and was slowly rubbing it across my wife's lips. They were slightly open and for a moment I was imagining her putting on makeup with a giant sepia lipstick, except this lipstick belonged to a friend and was now having the tip lightly sucked. He pulled out of her lips leaving some pre-cum which she slowly licked off. He moved to his left and gently raised her t-shirt to barely expose her 38D tits. He pushed her lightly on her shoulder and as if on cue she rolled over on her back. Jimmy lifted the shirt up to her armpits and said, "Beautiful." He leaned over to suck on her rosebud pink nipples causing Sharon started to moan lightly, a moan full of passion that I hadn't heard her make in months. This caused Jimmy to get even harder and he slid his hand inside her panties. Sharon obliged him by spreading her legs allowing him more freedom of movement down there. I could see his fingers through her panties working her lips and clit and sliding inside her. "She's fucking soaked." Jimmy informed me. Her moans became louder as Jimmy continued finger-fucking her and nibbling her nipples, now hard and flushed with blood.He took his fingers out of my wife and started sliding her panties off. My wife has a beautiful thatch of light brown hair a little darker than the hair that everyone sees. He legs were spread wide revealing a glistening slit and swollen pink lips. He ran his finger through her hair, along her slit, and inside her. He massaged her clit, which according to Sharon's panting breath was something she enjoyed even in her unconscious state. By now, Jimmy's fingers were covered in her pussy juice and he coated her lips with it. To both of our surprise, Sharon started sucking on his fingers. Wanting more than a finger-job, Jimmy stood next to my wife's head and turned it towards his crotch. He held her head in place and slid his cock into her mouth. Her moans were getting louder as she worked his dick like a baby with a bottle. Jimmy kept rocking his hips, sliding his manhood in and out of Sharon's mouth. Just when I though my balls were going to explode watching this, Jimmy said, "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum baby." And he starts grunting and I see her throat working, swallowing every drop that he's shooting down it.The cock that violated my wife's mouth was now flaccid while mine is as hard as steel. He got over her chest again and with his right hand and mouth he started to work on her engorged nipples while his left hand started caressing her between her legs. Her moans were punctuated by sharp breaths as his finger brushed her clit. Her pussy lips had opened slightly as if begging to be filled like her mouth was just a moment ago. By the looks of Jimmy's swelling cock, it seemed he was more than ready to oblige her. He got up and knelt between her legs, his shaft at her entrance. Her cunt was so slick that Jimmy slid right in. She arched her back slightly as if she were impaling herself on him. He continued to rub and pinch my wife's nipples as he thrust in and out of her. Meanwhile, my balls felt so full that it felt like I had cum leaking out of my dick. I looked at Sharon's expression and it was of pure ecstasy. I know you think that I'm completely fucked up, but rather than jealousy I felt a malicious pride in turning my wife into a whore by making her do something sexually that would sicken her if she knew what was happening to her.Jimmy was speeding up the fucking in spite of himself. With the camera, I got a great angle of his dark brown shaft breaking in my wife. Her hands were by her head and she sounded near orgasm. Just then Jimmy made a low moan and I knew that Sharon's chute was now filled by whatever of Jimmy's sperm that was not currently in her belly. He pulled out of her, his cock shiny with her juice, got up and started dressing. I turned off the camera and he said, "I think I should go." I told him that I couldn't guaranty that we could do this again and he said that I was a lucky man and that he had a great time. I could tell he was a little nervous and that made the conversation awkward. He quickly left and I went back to attend to my used wife. Some of Jimmy's cum was leaking out of her so I quickly put her panties on her. I didn't worry about leaving those tiny tadpoles in her since she was on the pill. I pulled her shirt down and the comforter up and after a few minutes, she turned on her side, curled up, and went into a deeper sleep.I was still rock hard so after putting the camera away I went to the couch, closed my eyes and reliving the scene in my mind I started to stroke myself. I didn't even get it out of my sweats before I shot my load all over my hand and the inside of my boxers. I cleaned off my hand with a paper towel and fell asleep. I assumed that she thought it was all a dream since I didn't hear about it the next day probably because she found me asleep on the couch the next morning in the same clothes as the night before. The mess in her panties was probably attributed to "woman's leakage" after an erotic dream. The question I had was; "I got away with it once. Could I get away with it again?"END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 43 |
plane.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/25/plane.txt | He made himself comfortable in his seat and closed his eyes as the long airplane flight began. He must have fallen asleep for as he gained consciousness sweet dreams of Laura's soft body faded from his mind. As he thought more about her sexual body that didn't quit, he felt slight stirrings in his loins. "Darn! Why now?" he thought as they grew into more distinct pleas for relief. He thought of the cramped design of the rest room and looked to find a line of several people queued at the rear of the plane. "Well, that's out." He recalled a passage in one of his books from a 'special' section of his library that described a dilemma such as this. In that instance, a blanket was placed on the lap to hide the activity underneath. He had never understood how to deal with the mess or how to prevent facial expressions and body reactions from giving the situation away. He considered the problem and decided that using his handkerchief would absorb most of the sticky mess.As he looked over at the girl seated next to him, along the aisle, intending to ask her if she would get the blanket from the overhead compartment, he was surprised to find her smiling eyes staring at him. He had always wondered if women observing him could tell when he was very horny so now her crafty expression led him to believe that she did at least. Or had he mumbled things during his dream? Well, she was just going to have to deal with it, he thought, as he asked her politely to retrieve the blanket for him. After getting the blanket, he placed it over his lap and settled down to dream more of Laura.His musings were interrupted abruptly as he felt some movements on top of the blanket. He quickly opened his eyes and saw the girl beside him leaning in his direction with her hand placed on the blanket. His confusion increased as he saw the playful look in her eyes as she asked, "How much?" "Huh?" he responded, not deriving any meaning from her question. "How much are you willing to pay me to help take care of your little problem here?" she whispered back. "What little problem?" he replied, still not understanding. She pushed her hand down on the blanket, causing his aching to increase, and said, "This little problem."Feeling very defensive, he angrily shot back, "What if I 'don't' want you to help me take care of it?" Fury welled in her eyes as she replied, "Then I'll just remove this blanket so everyone can see what you are doing," and snatched the blanket aside. As she looked down at his lap, disappointment spread over her face as she found that his pants were not open and his hands were innocently at his side. "Well, I'm glad I wasn't entirely wrong," she cooed as she indicated the small spot of moisture barely discernible on his pants. She moved her hand over to his lap and began to rub the spot with her fingers, smearing the sticky substance and causing more to seep out through the material.He was so dazed at her bold actions and the pleasurable sensations her hand was creating that he could not carry through on his resolve to make her stop. In fact, his utter disbelief that this could and was happening added to the pulsing desire raging in his loins. Her caressing became more determined and she moved her other hand to her lap and opened her pants, to his further amazement. He stared as he could just barely see the tender flesh between her legs as she slipped her hand there. Shaking his head, he was finally able to gain enough clarity of thought to act. He grabbed the blanket and spread it over their laps. Not long after the blanket was in place, he felt the initial spasms that indicated that the girl's skillful stroking would soon take him to a climax. As he flew over the edge, he tried desperately to control his body. He heard soft groaning from the seat next to him and realized that she had also gotten off. The sweet release flowed through his body, almost overwhelming the intense outrage he felt at the girl for taking advantage of him and the situation.She moved the hand from between her legs to her face and licked the pearly liquid from her fingers with her lips. She played a bit in the soggy morass in his lap with her other hand before wiping it on his pant leg and removing it from under the blanket. She looked at him and said, "I hope you enjoy your sticky mess, 'cause you deserve it for not letting him shoot off somewhere else." After that, much to his surprise, she lifted her end of the blanket off her lap and folded it over on top of his. She grabbed her pants, pulled them up around her waist, snapped them shut and zipped up the zipper."Enjoy the rest of your flight," she shot at him as she leaned back in her seat and prepared to doze off, a contented smile on her face. He kept the blanket concealing his lap until the plane touched down. As he got to his feet, he quickly donned his coat and buttoned it to hide the wet stain. The girl smirked at him when he started to carefully walk down the aisle, trying to minimize the discomfort that the sticky-wet ooze caused.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 |
peeper1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/05/peeper1.txt | |
beautiful.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/beautiful.txt | My entire outlook on sex has turned around in the past year, and I must admit that it has been a turn for the better. I am a thirty-five-year-old business woman who has been divorced for five years, and I am trying to get my daughter through college. I have tried to keep myself in relatively good shape so that I will remain attractive to the opposite sex. About six months ago I was out on a date with an old friend of mine. My daughter, Suzanne, was at home with two of her friends from the local college, and she didn't expect me home until much later. I had no sooner arrived at my friend's house than I got the worst headache ever. After about thirty minutes I realized that I would be no fun for the evening. I apologized to Tom and returned home. As I came in the back door of my town house and was ready to tell Suzanne that I was home, when I heard giggling coming from the basement. I walked over to look downstairs and almost fainted! Suzanne, Carol and Amy were sitting on the floor in various stages of undress. At first I was furious, but then I held back for some reason and watched and listen to what was going on. Amy had the least on, a skimpy pair of light-blue bikini panties. My daughter had her jeans on, but nothing else. Carol had on a flannel shirt, which was unbuttoned, revealing well-developed breasts. Her friend Amy is a real beauty, with long blonde hair, a great face and a great body. As I watched, I heard Amy telling the other two how great it felt to have her breasts touched. She began lightly touching the undersides of her breasts with the palms of her hands until her nipples were erect. Then she began squeezing each one firmly, rubbing especially hard around each nipple. As she rubbed herself passionately, she urged each girl to try it. Suzanne was giggling, saying she hoped it would make them grow, and Carol was just looking on in a daze as she touched each breast lightly. After about two or three minutes the giggling stopped and the heavy breathing began. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to yell, but I couldn't. Now Amy gently removed carols shirt and told her how beautiful she was and how the guys must love to fondle and suck her breasts. She told Carol to close her eyes. Amy lowered her head to her neck and began kissing her. She soon moved down to carol's huge breasts and started to lick the underside of each one. Carol's nipples really grew. They looked like huge acorns. Amy now began sucking them. Carol had not said a word. As her sucking became more intense, I saw her slide her right hand into Carol's panties. At first lightly and then harder, she rubbed Carol's clitoris in a circular motion, every once in while sliding a finger into her pussy. I found myself becoming quite aroused and puzzled. I walked back outside and decided to make a loud entrance so the girls would hear me coming into the house. I waited about five minutes after making lots of noise with my car. When I came in the door I was greeted by a "Hi Mom" from downstairs. I slowly walked down the stairs and smelled the aroma that only a woman can make when she is excited. I told the girls that I had a headache and had decided to come home. Amy asked if I'd mind giving her a lift back to the dorm and I said I wouldn't mind at all. We left Suzanne and Carol and got into the car. I asked Amy if she had any other plans for the evening, when she suddenly started to cry. I asked her what was the matter and she said that she never had any plans or dates. Amy was the most beautiful young girl I had ever seen. I told her this, and she replied that because of that, guys were afraid to ask her out.She began crying as I pulled into the parking lot of her dorm. I shut off the engine and put my arm around her to comfort her. I told her that I had similar in college and that the right guy would come along for her. She turned toward me to hug me and thank me. As I returned the embrace, I accidentally brushed against her right breast. As if spellbound, I couldn't move my hand. Amy positioned herself so that her breast was now flat against my hand. My passion overcame me. I started squeezing her breast softly. Then Amy looked me straight in the eyes and kissed me softly on the lips. My lips met hers almost mechanically, and I felt her delicious tongue parting my lips and entering the warmth of my willing mouth. I was now kissing her more passionately than I had ever kissed any man. She began telling me how beautiful I was as her hand gently stroked my thighs. I couldn't believe what was happening. She took my hand and led me out of the car and into her dorm. My head was spinning and my knees were weak. I felt my panties sticking to my pussy. We entered her room and she immediately locked the door behind us. We drew close and clumsily began undressing each other. She threw off her panties and moved me to the bed. I still had my skirt on but she laid me down on the bed and slid my panties and panty hose off at the same time. For the next fifteen minutes we wildly kissed, stroked and sucked each other's breasts lips and legs. Finally Amy the outer folds of my pussy. She started stroking my clit, entering my pussy every two or three circles. I grabbed her head and pulled it to me. Our lips and tongues met and I told her how much I wanted her. She spread my legs and pushed her pussy against mine. I lifted my legs so that my ankles were resting on her shoulders. Amy's hands were now flat on the bed, one on either side of my shoulders. Her knees were now almost under my ass as we began to grind together in a steady rhythm. I opened my eyes and looked up at my beautiful lover. Amy was gazing at me and licking her lips seductively. I felt my entire body begin to shake as my orgasm came on. We both exploded within seconds. It was the most incredible sex I had ever had. Amy collapsed on top of me, and I must have drifted off for a few minutes. I woke up to feel Amy's hot and tender tongue licking the entire length of my pussy. Each time she licked quicker and quicker and penetrated my pussy a bit deeper. Finally her pace was incredibly quick and I felt all the heat in my body rushing to my pussy. She then stopped and said she had a surprise for me. She returned in a second and inched her body up along mine. I suddenly felt something pressing against my pussy lips. She had gotten a double-headed dildo. With almost no effort she slipped the twelve-inch monster into me. We gave it our best shot and fucked each other several times. The best position for us was when Amy entered my pussy from behind. After a long while I looked at the clock and realized that I had been with her for almost four hours. I quickly dressed, kissed my beautiful Amy, and drove home. Carol had apparently departed and Suzanne was asleep. I don't know how long our relationship will last, as Amy is graduating soon. I have enjoyed every minute. Although I still love men, a beautiful woman is probably the best sexual partner for me. Ladies, if you haven't tried it, you should. END |
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acuckoldinwaiting2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/77/acuckoldinwaiting2.txt | PART 2Laura was dreaming, she was on her knees naked and six black cocks were in front of her, her Mom was urging he r to suck them one by one, a s the first one approached her she opened her mouth to suck and then woke up with a dull throbbing in her ass hole, it all came back to her, the black cocks, her Daddy, her Mom and her sucking and fucking two big black cocks.She gingerly felt her asshole, it had been fine last night when her Daddy had taken her ass cherry, now it was a little bit sore, bearable she thought as she made her way to her parent's bedroom.She was horny, dreaming about those big cocks had made her pussy wet, she knew how to stop it.She walked into the bedroom and shook her Daddy awake, "lay on your back, I've got a job for you."Greg turned over and lay on his back as Laura climbed up and sat on his face, "make me cum Daddy, I'm feeling horny, I was dreaming about black cocks," she said grinding down on her Daddy's face as he pushed his tongue into her soaking wet pussy.It didn't take long for her to cum, Ellen had just woken up and watched her daughter flood her husband's face with cum as he tried to swallow it all.The sight made her feel her pussy, she was wet as well, her husband would have another job when he finished with Laura. She waited until Laura got off to go for a shower and then she climbed onto his face, "my turn, make me cum as well, then go and make breakfast."Laura and he r Mom were talking about Greg as though he wasn't there, "I've been thinking Laura, perhaps we should make him wear panties, and a cock cage, what do you think.""My pussy is getting wet, I want to see him in panties now, have you got a suspender belt and stockings as well.""Come with me Greg," said Ellen leaving the room.Twenty minutes later she walked back in, "close your eyes Laura."Laura closed her eyes and waited, "Okay Laura, open them now.""Wow, you look sexy," she said as her Daddy stood there in panties, black stockings and a suspender belt."Perfect, now don't forget you've got to fuck my ass again, if I'm to take these big black cocks in my ass I need all the practice I can get," said Laura climbing onto the couch with her ass in the air."Lick my ass first Daddy, get it nice and wet, besides it's still a little sore from last night, give it some TLC with your tongue."Greg was on his knees behind her before she had finished speaking and had his tongue in her ass hole.Ellen watched, was her daughter becoming a slut already, her own pussy was getting wet watching her husband lick their daughter's ass, it was so hot.Ellen got the gel when Laura had enough ass licking, "no need to tell you to get it hard is there," she said noticing Greg's hard cock.Laura braced herself as her Daddy pushed his cock into her sixteen year old ass hole, it was better this time, she pushed back to take more, she reckoned another week of ass fucking and she could take a black cock up there.Ellen noticed Laura was taking charge more and more, she would make her Daddy lick her ass and her cunt every chance she got. Monday morning she insisted she check to see if he was wearing his panties to work along with his stockings.Ellie was sent to stay with Aunt Natalie, Ellen's sister who lived only a few blocks away, Laura made him fuck her ass every night, usually more than once for the next week always licking it beforehand.The weekend came round again, "I think I'm ready Mom, shall we try those black cocks again, let's go out and find some, shouldn't be hard.""Oh I couldn't, I'm not like that, you'll have to do it, with your looks you'll have no problem," said Mom."Okay, if you're not going to I'll have to, not sure how yet, but I'll try."Mom was right, Laura sat in a coffee shop when three muscular black guys walked in, they were smartly dressed so Laura approved, they didn't want gangsta types who would treat them roughly or worse, force them into prostitution.She made eye contact with one who came over to her table, he was quite handsome as were the other two."Can I buy you a coffee Miss," he asked sitting down."No, it's okay, I'm leaving soon.""That's a pity, I was hoping to get to know you better."'Oh you will' thought Laura as he sat closer to her.'I wonder how big his cock is, we don't want a small cock' she thought as she put her hand on his thigh.The man responded by putting his hand underneath her dress and stroking her thigh.Laura moved up, he would do, she could feel the outline of his cock getting hard, it was big."I have to go now, Mom will be wondering where I am, perhaps you could give me a lift home, you and your friends," said Laura knowingly."Sure, no problem, come on guys, the young lady wants a ride home," winking at his friends.They pulled up outside Laura's home, "I feel as though I should ask you in for coffee now, you left yours to give me a ride home, would you like a coffee."The men didn't need persuading, they were out of the car in a flash following Laura to her front door."Hi Mom, I brought these guys back for a coffee, this is" holding her arm out to the three men."Hi Mom, I'm Gary, this is Adam and this is Salty.""Salty,?" asked Mom, "why Salty.""He won't tell us," said Gary."Sit down gentlemen," said Laura sitting down as the guy who was chatting he up sat quickly beside her, another sat on the other side very close."My, you boys are eager," feeling the heat from their thighs against hers.The third guy sat beside Ellen not sure what to do, he knew Laura didn't invite them in for coffee, but her Mom, what about her, was she willing.He got his answer when she lay her hand on his thigh well up towards his cock, "why do they call you Salty," she asked sliding her hand ever closer to his hardening cock."I'll tell you some other time," he said cupping her tit and nuzzling her neck."Wait a minute, there's someone else I want you to meet," said Ellen rising.The three men looked at each other, what had they got into, was this a robbery or something.Ellen came back with Greg in his panties and stockings, the three men now knew why they were there, the women wanted to be fucked and the husband wanted to watch.Laura's hands were on each crotch as she felt the cocks harden, "well, are you going to keep them hidden all night," she joked.Laura dropped to her knees as soon as she heard the sound of zippers, two black cocks sprung free as she grabbed one in each hand.She slurped as she sucked on the first one then looked at it, "beautiful" admiring the thick black shaft kissing it before she sucked the next one licking it up and down the shaft.She was only wearing a dress which she pulled over her head to suck the cocks naked. He r pussy was getting wet as she sucked, one of the men rose and went behind her.Laura gasped as two fingers were pushed into her wet cunt. she sucked the cock then licked under his ball sac as he moaned loudly. The two fingers were withdrawn from her cunt and the man moved behind Ellen and did the same."Daddy, get over here, on your back."Greg scuttled over and lay down beside his daughter, "underneath me Daddy, I want you to lick my pussy while I suck this big black cock."Greg slid underneath as Laura sat on his face her wet cunt already dripping into his mouth. He pushed his tongue in deep as his daughter ground down on his face as she sucked.Ellen's first had changed places, the man who had his fingers up her cunt was having his cock sucked by Ellen while two fingers were inserted in her cunt.Both women slurped and licked, both black cocks were shiny with spit as they tried hard to swallow all of the cock.Laura was pushed away, "time for me to lick that pussy of yours honey.""Oh yes please," said Laura rising and lying back with her legs in the air, Adam spread her pussy lips apart and began to lick and suck on her clit. Laura held her legs back as he licked her like never before sticking his long tongue deep inside."Oh my god, you're making me cum," shouted Laura pushing her crotch hard against his face as cum spurted from her.Ellen was being led to a couch where she too was spread-eagled as tongues sucked her nipples and hands fingered and rubbed her cunt.Ellen was in heaven, why hadn't she done this before, she was ready to cum before a cock was even in her cunt as Salty moved up and kissed her mouth hard.She opened her mouth as his tongue met hers mashing together as cum flowed from her wet cunt. Salty got up and pushed his cock into her mouth as Gary pointed his cock at her pussy rubbing the head up and down on her clit.To be continued?Greg watched as the thick black cock disappeared up his wife's pussy hole, his cock was hard bulging beneath his panties as he stroked it.Laura caught a glimpse as she looked over, "no Daddy, you're not allowed unless we say so, leave your cock alone, if you want a cock to play with come over here, stroke Adam's cock while he licks my pussy."Greg surprised himself by how quickly he moved over to Adam, reaching between his legs from behind he grabbed the cock and stroked it, 'she'll never take this in her ass' he thought as he carried on stroking feeling the precum stick to his fingers.Ellen was ordered to her hands and knees, Salty was behind her ready to fuck her, Gary still had his cock in her mouth that she sucked gladly."Hey Adam, bring that slut over here, she can kneel here, I want to fuck mother and daughter side by side."Laura was led to her mother's side and told to get on her knees, Adam and Salty pointed their cocks and entered both pussies at the same time.Laura felt the huge cock go in, she gritted her teeth until she got used to the thick cock and then fucked him back. Gary was moving from mother to daughter as both sucked his cock."Have you ha d a cock in your ass honey," Adam asked Laura."Only my Daddy's," answered Laura slightly out of breath."Well this cock is bigger than your Daddy's and I'm going to fuck your ass later, I hope you can take it," slapping her ass cheeks.Laura was too out of breath to answer, the big cock was making cum flow from her cunt as Adam fucked her mercilessly pounding her young cunt.Ellen was cumming, she had hardly stopped cumming ever since the black cock entered her pussy, she knew that all of them would fuck her ass and her cunt before they were finished."Hey!, pussy boy, fetch some gel and get your daughter's ass ready for my black cock, hurry up."Greg rose and fetched the gel, Adam told him to smear Laura's ass hole inside and out, he smiled to himself as he grabbed Greg's hair and held his head back."Open your mouth pussy boy," as he pulled out and shoved his cock into Greg's mouth.Greg almost choked, he could taste his daughters cum and pussy juice as Adam held his head and fucked his mouth."Now put some cream on my dick pussy boy, you don't want me to wreck your daughter's ass hole do you," as Greg smeared his cock as well."Didn't your Daddy teach you anything slut, when a man wants to fuck your ass you put your head on the floor and your ass in the air," pushing Laura's head down.Laura gripped the carpet as the head went slowly inside her asshole, Adam was aware she didn't have much experience of ass fucking, he had a daughter roughly the same age as Laura, he didn't want to hurt her."You okay honey, do you want me to fuck your ass hard."Laura mumbled something into the carpet and nodded her head, she felt Adam's cock being pulled out and then pushed back in as he increased his thrusts.Laura was proud of herself, she was taking her first big black cock in her ass and she hadn't screamed or made a fuss, now she would be able to fuck with all her holes.She glanced over at her mother and knew she was being ass fucked as well, her cheek was on the floor as Salty pushed her forward with every thrust.Laura's ass was pounded for ten minutes, Adam gripped her ass cheeks, she could feel the spurts of cum go into her ass as Adam moaned loudly fucking her in short jabs as he emptied his sperm into her."Come on Daddy, clean me up, you don't want Gary to fuck a sloppy ass do you, clean it up for him, all of it."Greg positioned himself behind her, cum was dripping from her ass hole, he slurped up what he could see sticking his tongue as deep in her ass as he could."I'll bet there's more in there pussy boy," said Adam sticking his finger deep into Laura's ass pulling out some cum on his finger. Greg opened his mouth and sucked his finger clean, a few more followed before Adam said he could go as Gary got behind Laura with his cock in his hand.Laura kept her head on the floor as Gary plunged his hard dick deep into her wet cunt, Adam lifted her head up and offered her his cock to suck, her mouth opened and she sucked on his cock as Gary fucked her hard from behind.Laura was cumming again, she lost count of the times, shivers of pleasure ran through her body as Gary fucked her even harder. Adam moved over to Ellen and lifted her head as she opened her mouth to suck his cock.Salty was cumming at last, he had been fucking Ellen in both holes for a full twenty minutes sending Ellen into raptures."Move Adam," he shouted as he moved quickly and shoved his cock into Ellen's mouth sending spurts of cum down her throat.Adam had moved behind her and began to fuck her as Ellen swallowed Salty's load, she didn't have much choice as he held her head tight as he spurted. Ellen cleaned his cock and Salty stood back, "now you know why they call me salty," he laughed as Ellen tasted his salty cum.Gary was cumming already, cum was shooting into Laura's cunt as he pushed his cock in all the way and held it there.Greg was called over and was licking the cum from his daughter's cunt when they heard a voice, "so this is why you want me to have Ellie, very sexy."Laura and the others looked around, in the doorway stood Ellie, their fifteen year old daughter and Natalie, Ellen's sister.The three men dressed quickly and left, Laura saw them out, "we're from out of town, my brother lives here, go and see him at Bernie's gym, he owns it, if ever you need someone, you know, he'll help."Laura thanked him and went back to face her Aunt Natalie and her younger sister Ellie, how the hell was she and her mother going to explain this away, she must have seen her Daddy lick cum from Ellie's cunt.to be continued? |
asoldier.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/32/asoldier.txt | Its amazing how quickly your life can take a dramatic turn. One moment youre in a particular phase of your life and things seem to be going pretty well and before you know whats happening its all turned topsy turvy. Some of these events can enhance your life, while others can have a catastrophic effect. I am still unsure as to which category the events of the last few days falls into. I am still struggling to come to terms with whats happened and how I really feel.Perhaps you can help me decide.This is what happened.I am serving with the army and as you can imagine I am away from home a lot of the time. Now this in itself isnt a problem, of course I get a little homesick when Im away especially when some of the tours are up to six months long, but generally my wife and I have a loving relationship based upon trust and mutual respect.Or thats what I thought.I suppose most of you will be howling with derision at my naivety but I honestly thought thats what my marriage was based upon. In the ten years we have been together I have never once been unfaithful to my wife. I knew I was the exception to the rule since most of my mates in the same position as me were always playing around with women whenever the opportunity arose. With some of our trips away being to places like the USA, Italy and Germany there was ample opportunity for my comrades to indulge in a little playing away from home. It just wasnt for me.We were married when I was 21 and my wife was just 18 and she as sweet to look at today as she was then. Jan is quite tall, about five foot ten. She has straight blonde hair that she wears in a bobbed style. She is also very, very pretty with elfin features and long slender limbs. Her legs are very long and look absolutely gorgeous when Jan is tanned and wearing high heeled shoes and her breasts are pert, firm and perfectly proportioned.It all sounds like a recipe for disaster doesnt it? Hot woman who married too young, left by herself for weeks and months at a time? Looking back things were bound to happen.I had been away on exercise for six weeks, this time in Kenya and I wasnt due home for another week but when the opportunity came up for me to go home on one of the earlier flights I took it. I didnt call to let Jan know I was coming home early. Firstly the opportunity didnt come up until I was back at RAF Brize Norton and by that time I thought I might as well surprise Jan and just turn up on the doorstep.The coach dropped us all off at our camp and after a bit of a wait for our baggage to turn up in the good old four ton trucks that followed I walked the short distance down the hill to my married quarter. The first thing I noticed was a strange car parked behind mine in the driveway. Even then didnt think anything untoward was going on, I thought it could be a friend of Jans from work or perhaps her sister had bought a new car. There could be all manner of innocent explanations as to whose car it was.Of course it wasnt that innocent as I was soon to find out.It gets dark early in February in our part of the world and although it was early evening the sky was as dark as it was going to get. There was a streetlight outside our house and that was it so there was no chance of anyone inside the house seeing me as I approached and made my way around to the back door. We always use the back door into the kitchen as our main route in and out of the house and that was how I came to see what was going on in my living room without anyone seeing I was there.I took a casual glance into the room as I passed the window and at first what I actually saw didnt register. I knew something about the scene wasnt right and it wasnt until I stopped and looked properly that the full impact of what I was actually witnessing hit me.I saw Jan stood dressed in a baseball uniform type of top that was completely unbuttoned and showing her tanned body. She was wearing a pair of white high shoes that were fastened at the ankles by a broad white strap. Sat on the sofa grinning broadly were two guys in their late teens or early twenties and they were admiring my wife as she posed for them in her scant attire.I was rooted to the spot in utter disbelief. My beautiful wife was parading around the living room dressed like a whore and these two guys were sat back in comfort enjoying the show. After Jan had paraded around the room, posing and pouting at the guys for a few moments, one of the men leant forward and reached towards Jan. He caressed the back of her thigh and lifted the hem of the shirt so he could get access to Jans tight buttocks. He squeezed the cheeks of my wifes arse and as he did so his friend stood and moved in front of Jan. This guy held my wifes slim waist in his hands and began to kiss her. I felt sick as Jan responded to the kiss eagerly. She was kissing the man and rubbing his crotch through his jeans at the same time.The first guy began to undress and once he was completely naked he moved to Jan. His cock was stiff and jutted hugely in front of his body, arrogantly erect. Jan smiled when she saw the stiff cock and once more my stomach contracted as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around the mans prick.As Jan softly peeled back the first guys foreskin and slowly began to wank his cock, the second guy hurriedly undressed. Soon my wife was flanked by both of the men and stood wanking them with a cock in each hand.Next she slipped the shirt from her shoulders and completely naked save for the shoes, sat on the sofa. Both men eagerly pointed their cocks at her and she poked her pink tongue out and licked first one and then the other of the big purple knobs. She began to suck both of them in turn and was wanking one cock whilst her mouth was fucked by the other.I just couldnt believe what was going on in my living room. My wife, whom I loved dearly and had always been faithful to, was behaving like a slut with two men. Not only that but she was positively relishing it too. I felt sick, my heart was pounding and the blood was rushing through my body making me feel dizzy. My emotions were all over the place.How could she do this?How long had it been going on?Who else had she been with? My mates??Questions were rushing round inside my head adding to my confused state.As I looked back at the scene developing in the living room I was only shocked further by the sight of Jan having her pussy licked by one of the men whilst the other fucked her mouth. I could tell she was enjoying the sensation of the guy licking her because I noticed her thigh muscles tightening as she clenched her buttocks and by the way she bucked her hips into his face.I knew from experience that Jan loved to have her clit licked and have a finger pushed into her cunt at the same time. I was angered and jealous to see another man doing that very thing to my wife and I knew that she would soon orgasm loudly at this treatment.Sure enough I heard Jans groans through the window as she came on the mans face. Oh yes baby! Make me do it, she cried as her orgasm hit her. My clit, tongue my clit please.The guy at her face was wanking his thick cock whilst Jan came and the sound of her orgasm must have sent him over the edge because I watched as thick jets of spunk flew from his cock and arced upwards before spattering my wifes face and chest.Fuck, he grunted as he sprayed my lovely Jan with his semen. Shes so fucking hot. Look at the bitch, she fucking loves it.Jan certainly did seem to love it too. She was rubbing the guys spunk into her firm, tight breasts and scooping up dollops of the stuff with her fingers from which she then licked clean.As Jan was doing this the first guy stood in front of her. Getup and kneel on the sofa, he commanded. Stick that hot arse out bitch. Jan knelt and stuck her arse out towards the man as hed told her. It was an invitation for him to slide his big cock into her, which he did whilst holding onto Jans hips with both hands.Fuck shes tight, he said through clenched teeth as he began a steady rhythm, sliding in and out of my wifes cunt.Hs friend just watched as Jan knelt and took her lovers penis deep inside her slender body.Soon the guy was groaning as he fucked and Jan was begging him to fuck her. Please baby stick it in hard, she begged. Come on you bastard, make me come. Jan exhorted the guy who was now obviously struggling to hold back.Fuck baby, oh fuck. I cant take it. Shes so tight, he grunted as he held Jans hips tightly and gushed his own hot seed deep into Jan.The feeling of the guy pumping his lust into her brought Jan to orgasm and then the sight of the man pulling his thick cock out of Jan traumatised me even further. It was shining with her juice and his spunk dribbled from between her swollen labia and coated her thighs thickly.I couldnt take any more of this. I needed to think. So much was going on in my head I didnt know what to do and the next thing I recall is that I was back in camp at the Sergeants Mess letting myself into the duty sergeants bunk for the night. The room was only in use if the duty sergeant lived more than half an hour away and so it was rarely used.As the evening drew later and later I lay on the bed in the room and tried to no avail to rid the scene of my beautiful wife behaving in such a wanton manner from my mind. It was impossible to do and my feelings were transformed from shock to sadness, then to jealousy and finally; anger.I would have my revenge. |
poppy.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/poppy.txt | Author note: This is purported to be a true story and was told to me by a girl I've known and worked with. I added some details but the basic ingredients were given to me by her and knowing her as I do I believe that she is capable of the actions described.***My parents named me Poppy in honor of the poppy plant that produces opium. Actually, they didn't get around to naming me until I was three years old, and my dad was so zipped that he came up with the name when someone asked what their little girl's name was.Needless to say my parents were druggies and I became one before I could walk. I don't remember a time when I wasn't plied with one drug or another. My earliest memory of my parents was them leaning over me in my crib and blowing pot smoke in my face. I couldn't have been more than four.We lived in a studio bedroom apartment and my parents slept in a foldout couch and until I was six I slept in the old wooden crib someone had given us when I was born.After the age six I was too tall to continue sleeping in the crib so I graduated to my parent's bed. I had seen them screwing since I was an infant so being in their bed while they did it was really no different. The only problem was that sometimes there wasn't enough room and I ended up getting knocked out of bed.By the time I was eight I was sexually active. My first time seemed to be a natural progression of events. All of the adults were lying around screwing and eating and talking and screwing some more while us kids played out in the back yard.Joel was thirteen and I liked him. When he told me that he wanted to fuck me I just said okay and we went farther into the yard by the garage and did it. I knew everything there was to know by then without actually doing it. I knew how it all worked and frankly I was getting curious by then anyway.There was a dirty old mattress lying behind some trees in the corner of the yard and Joel told me to strip and lie down there. I did as he said and it wasn't more than two minutes before he was shooting off in me. I remember lying there under him wondering what the big deal was. One of the other boys had seen us and he wanted to do it too, but it had hurt and I felt hot and sweaty from Joel so I told the other boy to go fuck himself.*That first time wasn't so great, but I told my parents about it anyway. Dad seemed interested but my Mom scolded me, telling me that I'd get pregnant if I wasn't careful. She threw a flat round plastic container at me and told me to take one of the pills inside every day or I'd get pregnant and have to be sent away.Of course they were birth control pills that Mom had piles of. My parents were into anything that made them some money and one of their little enterprises was selling pills, which included birth control pills to kids at school. That meant that I had a limitless supply of pills so having lots of street smarts I never did get pregnant. (Which was probably good for any kid I would have had.)Joel kept trying to get me to let him fuck me again, but I really didn't want too. It hadn't been very enjoyable and I had no reason to put myself through that again. That is until he offered to give me money.Yeah, you're right. I became an eight-year-old prostitute! Hard to fathom looking back, but he offered to pay me $5 if I let him cum in me again. I was on the pill by then so I said sure, but made him pay me first.After that I realized how easy it was to make money, and with the drugs that I stole from my folks and resold, and letting boys fuck me I began raking in the cash.I left home at the age of twelve when I met a nice older man who wanted to film me naked. I think he thought I was innocent or something. I pretended to be Innocent and I let him take pictures of me naked on a bed playing with myself. He paid me $50 dollars a session.I soon graduated to doing simulated sex for the Internet. All I had to do was pretend I was about to blow some guy, or "look" like I was about to be fucked by a man, or another kid. I guess they thought I was some kind of virgin or something. Looking back at some of those pictures I can see why they thought that, I did look like a little kid.The man finally propositioned me. He did it right after a filming session one day when I was still naked. Knowing the score quite a bit better by then I told him that taking pictures was one thing but actually having sex with someone was quite another. I told him that I hadn't had sex with anyone before and that I didn't think I wanted to do it.While I was telling him that I spread my legs a little as if I wasn't thinking about what I was doing. I could see that he was hard from the tent in his pants and the look on his face. Finally I told him that I would do it if he paid me $500. He agreed immediately. I made him fork over the money in advance.By then I'd probably had sex a hundred times, but it was easy to pretend that I was a virgin kid. After all I was still only twelve-years-old and he was a full groan adult. I pretended that he was hurting me when he started to penetrate me. I clung to him as he began thrusting wildly in me and pretended that I was scared. I even pretended to cry.Actually he was a pretty good fuck. He kept it up long enough to make me cum. Yeah I know, but believe me when I say that with enough experience even a twelve-year-old girl can cum. Especially when you have an experienced adult doing the fucking. He certainly knew what he was doing.I stayed working for that man for two years. I gave him a discount after a while and only charged him $100 each time we had sex. I kind of liked him and was sorry to leave him, but opportunity was knocking and I had to answer it.*At fourteen I met a fifty-year-old guy with a wife and daughter who was also a pornographer. That was unusual because from my experience guys that made their living filming sex always sampled the goods.This guy's name was Doug and he actually had a studio. That's when I started into the big time. It's funny that most of my stuff went overseas, especially to England and Germany, but back then underage stuff was dangerous in the US.Doug gave me the name "Anna" and started me out on stills. I did boys my age, and older men, and women too. It was fun and I soon found that I liked the life style. Most of the partners I had during that period of my life wanted only one thing from me. Sex. That was okay because to get it they had to pay me. Even if it was only pictures they wanted, I still got paid.Then one day the inevitable happened. Doug propositioned me. He told me that his wife didn't understand him, that he was a sexual animal and since she'd hit menopause he hadn't had any pussy at all.Of course I'd heard so many lines by then that I was cynical, but Doug was my boss and he'd seen me doing it so many times on film that I couldn't really tell him that I didn't do that kind of thing.I stalled for a while but finally gave in and let him fuck me. That was a mistake. He was like some kind of sex addict; he could never seem get enough of my body. It was like he had some kind of fantasy about screwing a particular "type" of teenage girl and I fit that ideal.I think I'm good looking. I have blonde hair and blue eyes and a good body, but I don't think that I'm all that unusual, so his obsession with my body kind of freaked me. And I didn't really want to make it a regular thing with him. I mean I was not quite fifteen and he was fifty-three, you can imagine how I felt.By this time I had moved into Doug's house and had been living there for around six months. His excuse for having me there was that I was his business partner's daughter and when he'd died the year before I'd been moved around from one foster home to another until he couldn't allow it any longer.His wife Ruth accepted her perverted husband's word for it and I became Doug's little fuck toy whenever he thought he could get away with it without being caught.Doug's daughter and I became friends. We shared a room, and in fact had been having somewhat of an affair with each other. We went to the same high school, and very shortly after moving in I had seduced her. It hadn't taken all that much effort because Doug's daughter was quite a little slut deep down. All it took was bringing it out.*Mary was a year younger than me with dark hair and an olive completion like her mom's. She was pretty enough is a simple way, but she had an attitude that needed adjusting when I moved in. It seems that daughter dearest didn't really want a roommate, and she had no compulsion in letting me know that.I took her crap for about a week then one night I decided to initiate her into her Daddy's and my world. When she'd gone to sleep I snuck over to the closet and rummaged through my "work" backpack and pulled out a nice big "jell" dildo and then quickly stepped over to Mary's bed.Looking down at Mary's sleeping form I thought to myself, "You'll never be the same after this night. Now you'll get a taste of your father's world."I lowered myself down onto her bed and rolled on top of her. Mary's eyes opened and I leaned in and kissed her. She struggled but I held her head with both hands and pressed my lips to hers. She tried to yell but I just clamped a hand over her mouth and looked into her frightened eyes."Mary," I said, "You've been fucking with me all week. I think your problem is that you're just a bitchy prude that needs to loosen up." And I ran my free hand down between her legs and began to rub her crotch up and down.Mary tried to buck me off, but I held firm. I hoped that if the family genes held true, that the daughter might be like the father and I could get control over her. Even at the tender age of fourteen I knew how to pleasure another girl. I knew that if I could keep her quieted down and under control long enough I'd have her.I kept moving my hand between her legs, up and down, up and down, never taking it away. At the same time I squirmed my body against hers, feeling my tits pressing against hers. I don't know about Mary, but I was definitely getting hot.And sure enough so was Mary. Suddenly my fingers felt moisture and I was able to slip a finger into her cunt. Mary's body jerked and she struggled in earnest, but I just held her down and continued to finger her and kiss her.In a very short time I had Mary's nightie off and we were both naked and breathing hard. Once she realized what I was doing and once she started to get turned on, Mary stopped fighting me.I didn't use the dildo on her that first night. It turned out that daddy's little daughter was a virgin. Go figure a pornographer had a sixteen-year-old virgin daughter. The fucker didn't mind filming me, who was only a year older, he didn't mind shoving his big dick up my cunt either. Anyway, I let Mary fuck me with the dildo and I cummed for her. I figured I would let her see how much fun a big old dildo could be so she wouldn't be frightened when it was her turn. After I let my little virgin fuck me with the dildo and I eat her cunt out, (I always like eating another girl.) Mary was unable to resist my talents and she cummed like a bitch in heat for me. And I knew then and there that I had myself a playmate anytime I wanted one.*Even though I enjoyed sex with his daughter, I was getting tired of having to have sex with Doug. Finally I decided that Doug was becoming too much of a pest and I wanted to move on. That's when he slammed me with the fact that my money wouldn't be going with me if I left him.Call me stupid, but up until then I'd been letting Doug bank my money for me. He was kind of my financial manager. I was making all kinds of money and not spending all that much of it.Apparently to withdraw any money from my account I had to have a co-signer. Doug! And the account would stay that way until I was twenty-one.I was pissed off. How dare the bastard fuck with me like that.That was when I made up my mind to fuck him over like he was trying to do me. I would make him sorry and get my money.Doug though, had no clue what was going on in my mind. As far as he was concerned I backed off the idea of leaving. In fact to show him that there were no hard feelings I made him hard and then gave him a great blowjob while his wife was napping in the next room.I can't tell you how many times I've used a blowjob since then to distract an enemy. I'll suck off any man to get what I want, I don't care, a dick is a tool, it's just like using a straw to drink a milk shake as far as I'm concerned. Sometimes I think men are pathetic, they let their dicks run their lives.That's exactly what ended up happening to Doug. He got such good sex from me that when I threatened to cut him off he gave in. I got him to sign over my money to me. You might have thought that would be enough for me, but it wasn't. I wanted to put the world of hurt on him just like he'd done to me.I'd had to be nice to him and let him fuck me over and over again, and even pretend like I liked it. So now I wanted to really fuck-over Doug before I moved on. (My only excuse for this kind of attitude was that I was very young (17 by then) and hadn't had a great upbringing. I picked a weekend when Doug's wife had gone to her sister's house due to an illness in the family. Right after she left I went into the living room and climbed into Doug's lap. I started kissing him and massaging his dick through the material of his pants until he was hard. He kept halfheartedly trying to stop me saying, "Mary's home, we can't do this now. C'mon baby, not here, lets go into the bedroom, I don't want my daughter to catch us..."But I was having none of it. I wanted Mary to catch us; I wanted her to see what a pervert her old man was, so I just kept playing with him and kissing him and telling him how hot he was and how horny I was.I don't know if the reader can really imagine this but having lived through it I can tell you it is really huge feeling of power when a young teenage girl seduces a fifty-three year old man. It's so great to be in charge of this adult male, like he's putty in my hands. It's really cool.And Doug was like putty in my hands. I unzipped him and pulled his dick out and crouched down, pushing his Lazyboy chair into a prone position so he was facing the ceiling. Then I began to jack him off with both hands. I had my mouth teasingly close to his shiny hard-on and he was soon moaning to me, "Suck it, please suck me baby, c'mon, do it."And I did. Just as Mary walked in seeking out the strange noises coming from the living room, I sank my mouth down over Doug's pulsing cock. He almost sat up as his dick slid back to the back of my throat. He groaned, "Oh fuck!" as I swallowed several times to give him an extra thrill.All the while Mary was standing in the archway looking at us in shock. I watched her expression as I bobbed up and down on her father's jutting prick. First I saw surprise and then uncomprehending shock in her face. That was soon replaced with a look of disgust as her father began to urge me on with, "Oh yeah, oh yeah you little fucking whore. Take it all, oh yeah, you're so fucking good."Then he moaned out, "Oh god, oh god, I'm gonna cum!"I pulled my mouth of him and swiveled his Lazyboy chair around so he was facing his daughter. His eyes opened wide as the first string of thick white sperm flew into the air to land with a splat between his legs against the material of the chair. Doug groaned as a second blast shot up into the air.Father and daughter where staring at each other in shock. Daughter was seeing something she'd never in a million years have imagined, and I notice that just before Doug jumped up to cover his still spurting cock he had this strange satisfied look on his face. That made me wonder.There was hell to pay after my little performance. Doug jumped from the chair and bellowed at Mary to go to her room. When she ran out he turned to me and started calling me every name under the sun.I didn't care, I knew that he'd get over it and I wasn't done with him yet. As a matter of fact his yelling obscenities at me only made me more determined to make him pay. And I decided that that night would be the night.*Dinner was a forced affair that night. We all eat in silence with father and daughter darting embarrassed glances at each other. Finally it was over and Mary scurried to her room, but I stayed there.Looking into Doug's eyes I said, "You know you liked it Doug.""What the hell are you talking about?" he said gruffly."You know you liked cumming in front of your pretty little daughter.""Shut up you little whore, I don't know why I don't throw you out of my house right now."I gave him my sexiest look, with pouty lips and said, "Cause you like fucking me Dougie. You like it when I eat your cum and suck you dick, don't you Dougie?""What you did to me I can't forgive." He said sternly.I smiled and said, "But Doug, it's not like Mary doesn't know what's been going on between us." I lied. "And besides Mary and I have been having sex ever since I moved in. I've even let her eat me out right after you've fucked me. She's always commented on how good I taste on those occasions."Doug just stared at me. For a moment I was afraid that he would hit me, but it passed and he asked in a shaky voice, "You mean that my daughter knew that she was licking my sperm out of you?""Now that's interesting. All you want to know is did your daughter like eating your cum. Yes Dougie, that is very telling," I giggled. Even though I was only a teenager I knew many of the perversions of men by then, and I knew with certainty that Doug was lusting after his daughter.Doug was appropriately disgusted with my suggestion and left the room to go to bed. Before he was in the hall to his bedroom, I said, "Listen carefully tonight Doug, I think Mary liked what she saw and I've a feeling we're gonna get it on."That was my final test. If he was going to be straight about it he would have thrown me out then and there to protect his little sweetheart. But he didn't, he just stomped off to his bedroom and slammed the door.*I opened the door to our bedroom and looked in. Mary was laying stomach down across her bed with her chin in her hands with a far away look on her face. As I shut the door she looked up at me silently. She just stared at me like I was a stranger, then finally she said, "You and my Dad have been fucking for a long time haven't you?""Yeah, and your Dad likes it, he says that your Mom and him haven't had sex in years. The funny thing is that he's pretty good at it for not having had any for so long," I said looking at her and then walking toward her.I knelt down in front of her on the carpet so that our faces were level. Leaned in I frenched her, holding her head with both hands. We kissed and played with each other's tongues for quite a while, then I pulled away and said, "Of course you know you've just been kissing the mouth that sucked your father's dick and drank his cum."Mary's face flushed a bright pink and she looked at the floor, "Yes, I know."I jumped up and sat on the bed next to her, "You little pervert, you like the idea, don't you!?"Mary didn't respond, so I continued to taunt her, "You like the idea of sucking your old man's big dick, don't you? C'mon, admit it. Do you want to fuck him too? You know, he's a fine fuck, and I saw it in his eyes that we was interested."Mary came to life, "Nuh uh, not my Dad, you're crazy, he's not like that, he'd never do anything like that!!"Oh yeah, do you know what he does for a living? Do you know how I know him, why we fuck whenever we get the chance? He's a big time pornographer, he does porno movies and web sites and all that kind of stuff. Your Daddy's a pervert.""NO, he's not, don't say that.""Kiss me Mary," I said as I moved my face close to hers. She met me and we kissed again. And it wasn't long before we were both naked and I had my best jell dildo out and we were pleasuring each other.I was rubbing in and out between Mary's wide-spread legs and loudly saying, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, pretend it's your Dad's big honker running you through, you know you want it. Mary hump it, it's your Daddy's naked spewing cock thrust deep in you, fuck it Mary, fuck it harder!"I was a little surprised when she didn't even try to deny it, but started to fuck the dildo like a little slut. She lay there with her eyes closed fucking the dildo like crazy, when I notice the bedroom door opening silently.As I saw Doug standing there in his bathrobe with his eyes locked onto his daughter's writhing body, I knew I had won. The bastard was going to go for it, and I was going to get even with him.That's pretty much what happened too.Doug with a sick expression on his face silently moved to the bed and I indicated that he should take the dildo which he did. I stood up and watched the scene unfold before me. Mary's eyes opened as she felt the shift of weight on the bed. She didn't move when she saw that it was her father.I stopped breathing at that moment, what would happen next, I wondered. But I didn't have to wait long to see. To my utter amazement Doug moved closer to his daughter and rose up over her. I saw the dildo fall to the floor and heard Mary gasp as her father mounted her.Fuck! I'd seen a lot of perverted things in my 17 years, but this beat them all. With a groan that sounded like a sob I watched as Doug thrust into his daughter and his body slapped against hers. He just lay there for a few moments breathing hard. Then I saw his butt rise and then fall, then rise again. He still had his bathrobe on so I couldn't see anything. That bugged me a little bit.When Doug started fucking his daughter faster and faster, I grabbed his robe and pulled it away. It momentarily threw him off his rhythm and he looked up at me with this sick embarrassed expression on his face. I just smiled at him and leaned over and grabbed his balls from behind.Doug's flabby old body shivered and I heard him groan as I squeezed his balls. Then he urgently began to pound his daughter's opened pussy like a madman. And all the while I held on to his balls and whispered things into his ear like, "Come on big man give it to her, give it all to he, plow her like the stud you are, you know she wants it."And the really perverted thing was that Mary did want it. She could hear me and she started whimpering and finally her body stiffened under her Dad's and she screamed, "OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING! OH FUCK YES!"And at that moment I felt a surge in Doug's balls and I knew that his whimper meant that he'd just cum in his daughter's unprotected cunt. Doug tried to pull out of his daughter, but she wrapped her legs around him, fucking him back frantically so that he could do nothing but pump his cum deep into her, groaning in despair mingled with lust.*I had gotten even with the bastard and had an incredibly hot show to boot. Now I could leave and let them stew in their own juices. I knew tomorrow in the light of day they would be ashamed of what they'd done. I also knew that Doug's thin veneer of respectability had just been stripped away. As it turned out I wasn't really satisfied. What I really wanted to do was get him drunk or drugged and cut his dick off with a knife. I suspected that he'd enjoyed his punishment too much, although I'm sure he would deny that for the rest of his pathetic life.But at that point I no longer cared one way or another. He'd fucked me over in more ways than one and now I'd done the same to him with the unwitting help of his sixteen-year-old daughter. I was certain that their life would no longer be the stereotypical suburban family unit any longer. I'd exposed the hypocrite for what he was to his daughter. And if I knew my perverts he'd end up fucking his daughter again. And eventually he'd get caught by his wife, or someone else and get his just deserts.I guess I had gotten even after all. I grabbed my backpack and my clothes and slipped out the door. Monday morning I stopped by the bank and closed my account. Bought myself a motorcycle and took off for more fun and adventures.I did regret not saying goodbye to Mary though.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 |
gettinglene.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/59/gettinglene.txt | Anticipation has been high for several weeks now. Lene and I had been talking heavy fantasy stuff during our lovemaking for a couple of years. We have always talked, since even before our marriage, but the direction has been toward something that I want very much. To see Lene fucked by a strange cock while I watched. When I first brought up the subject, as I said, a couple of years ago, she was very cold to the idea. But I kept bringing it up and before long she got into role playing with me on the subject and really got off on it. A month or so ago she declared she was up to trying it for real but still had not totally committed. She has laid out strict rules to me as to what must happen before she will do it. And she says when the opportunity comes up she will be ready. Hence the anticipation on my part. We went to a party a couple of weeks ago but she said she didnt see anybody she wanted to fuck there. We are going to another party this Friday night and I hope she finds somebody because I cant wait to see somebody fuck her hard.I am very proud of Lene, she is such a beautiful girl and has such a great body. Any man would want to fuck her and I know this from all the looks she always gets. At twenty six she is so much better looking that she was as a teenager. She works out and has a slim, fit body. Her breast are firm and small, just perfect for her body. Her long natural blonde hair and her blue eyes give her a little girl look, but her body tells a different story. She looks a lot like Cameron Diaz to me when she smiles but she has much fairer skin than Cameron. Also she has a great looking pussy, it has always looked wonderful. When we first got married she didnt shave it and really didnt have to. Her light blond bush was almost invisible but she decided to shave it sometimes back and I love the slick feel when she is wet. I guess I should be worrying about all the rules she has come up with but I want to see her fucked so bad that the rules be damned. She has always tended to dominate our love making, not above making remarks about my performances. But as I enjoy some humiliation it is not entirely beyond my desires. She is also somewhat of a control freak and likes to direct our fucking. She prefers the missionary position and loves to be on top. I have always gone along with whatever she wanted to do. This fucking a stranger was my one contribution to change in our routine. I have a good feeling about this upcoming party. We are going with her brother Joey and his girl Anna. They are going in a separate car because they are going to another party after that one. So, if we luck up there will be no problem there. This will be bigger party and there should be a lot of people we dont know there.My imagination is running wild and I think of many different scenarios but they all end in our king-size bed with a big cock up Lene fucking her like crazy. I seem to have a one track mind on that subject.At last Friday is here and we are waiting for Joey and Anna. We are going to follow them to the party as they know the way. Lene calls, Martin come see how I look? She is wearing jeans, a light blue top that fits like it was painted on, no bra with her pert tits standing at attention. She also has on her red, high heel shoes that are so sexy that I could almost get off on them and I dont really have a foot fetish. In short she looked stunning. Baby, I said, every man there is going to want to fuck you bad. So please dont be to picky as I want to see you fucked tonight. She told me to shut up about it, what she would fuck who she wanted to, when she wanted to. She said if I hadnt wanted it that way I should have never brought it up in the first place.I told her that I only said that because I loved her and wanted her to have a good time. I was very apologetic and ask her if she approved of the way I looked. I was also dressed causal. I still have a good build, left over from all the conditioning I got while I was in the military. At 33 I am somewhat older than Lene and consider myself very lucky to be married to her. We do make a good looking couple, my short dark hair being offset by Lenes long blonde hair. The doorbell rings and its Joey and Anna. Anna has to pee so we wait for her and talk about the party. Anna is right back and we are off. The anticipation builds as I cant wait to see what kinds of prospective studs will be at the party. Lene is very cool and carries on a conversation with Anna. I cant tell if she has any thoughts such as I am having. I am also as hard as a rock and I am wondering if that will be a problem. I decide that I had better carry the hostess gift, a bottle of wine so I will have something to use as a shield for my hard on.We had to walk about two blocks after we found a parking place so that gave me time to lose some of my hard on by the time we got to the party. The party was going strong when we got there. Lene grabs a Smirnoff Ice and starts moving around as soon as we get there. I see that she is checking out the young, well built guys so my hopes go up. As her drinks took effect I can see she is losing a lot of her normal inhibitions and starts to look even hotter. I try to keep an eye on her and talk to some of the partygoers. In about an hour Joey and Anna come by to say they are leaving but cant find Lene so tell her goodbye. She is probably gone to the bathroom I said. Thats what I figured Anna said, we dont need her, just tell her I will call tomorrow.I couldnt see her anywhere and I start to have this wild fantasy that she found a guy and they had gone to a secluded nook and he was fucking her standing up right that minute. Then I realized that even if she was fucking someone they were not fucking standing up with their clothes on because she had on her jeans.But then I saw her on the other side of the room. She is talking to a young guy and she is really flirting with him. He pulls her to him and I see his hand caressing her ass. She pushes her body up against his, hard, for just a second and pulls away. I think that I should not be just standing there watching, but it is so fascinating seeing your wife in a situation like this. I move closer so I can get a real good look at whats going on. She must have noticed that her brother and Anna had gone because she started flirting with this guy like there was nobody else in the room. I was glad it was not our normal circle of friends. She pulled him up close to her and I saw her hand squeeze his ass. He kissed her and I could see his tongue going into her mouth just before their mouths closed. It was so hot. Then she looked around and spotted me. I saw that she said something to him and pointed to me. He looked at me with a grin and I didnt know how to respond so I smiled back. He reaches and cups one of her breast, all the time keeping eye contact with me. I can tell she has told him I was her husband and he is enjoying flirting with her in front of me.This goes on for quite a while but then she motions for me to come over. I do and she says, Martin this is Bill I have been talking to him about what you want me to do and he has agreed to go home with us now. I was stunned, even thought that is what I had wanted so bad, I immediately started having doubts. But I was so horny I could only say yes. They got into the back seat when we got to the car and even thought I couldnt see them that well I could hear them kissing, caressing each other. I was imagining that she had a hold on his cock and that he was sucking her tits. I almost lost my load right there.When we got home we went straight upstairs to the bedroom. They were both hot as hell, their faces were flushed and they were breathing hard. I am sure I was in the same state. I was sort of hoping for a slow undressing so I could savor his look when he discovered what a perfect body she had and what a beautiful pussy and that I could watch as she slowly extracted his cock and it sprang up hard. But this was not to be this night, they were way to ready to fuck.They both undressed at the same time with a lot of speed. It was great to watch despite the fact that it was hurried. I wanted to just watch him because he was new but Lene is so hot to me that I had to watch her too. But after he had removed his pants and dropped his shorts I go my first look at his cock. I didnt have a look or size in mind when I fantasized doing this. I just wanted to see a cock in Lene. But it had to be all I would have hoped for anyway. It was thick and long, ribbed with heavy veins, an angry red due to its state which was so hard that it was almost touching his belly and he was standing up. I saw Lenes face take on a special smile when she saw it. She told me later that she had played with it in the car and knew it was nice but didnt know it would look so hot.I was just standing there because I didnt really know what to do. I felt like a fly on the wall because the were so wrapped up in themselves they didnt seem to even known I was there. But Lene must have remembered me because she said get a chair up close and sit and watch. You wanted me to fuck so you sit there and learn something. Lene had always be the aggressive one in our love making. She liked to humiliate me even from the first and loved to be in control. Which was fine by me, I love being ordered around when I was fucking. And take off your clothes I know you will want to play with that little cock of yours while you watch me take a real one. She was close to being right, my cock is not that small but a little smaller than average. She had always called it little as a dig at me. I did as I was ordered and in the intervening time she had laid him back on the bed and straddled him sitting right over his cock. She reached down and tried to guide it into her vagina but was having trouble inserting it. Bill tried to guide it in also but the head kept slipping out. She told Bill I think it needs it be slicked up more, what do you think. He looked over at me and said I think you are right, any ideas? Lene said, Martin make yourself useful and get us lubricated. I had hoped for this order and even though I have never done it before I had fantasized so much about this happening that I knew what to do. I moved my chair closer to the bed and leaned over, the aroma was very intense, something I had not anticipated, and started licking the head of his cock and her clit and vagina at the same time. I had never had my mouth on a cock before but it was great. It was throbbing and I could feel that even thought I didnt have it in my mouth. As I said the smell was so strong, a heavy musk smell of pure sex, coming from his cock and her vagina. That smell and the taste of their sex almost drove me crazy. I was thinking if I die right now I have had what I wanted. I could tell Lene was getting impatient, she likes to be sucked but she also likes to get the cock in her fast. I know I should stop but in case I didnt get another chance I sucked his cock into my mouth. It felt slick and hot and the taste was great.I stopped then and sat back. This time the cock went in although I could see that it was streaking her vaginas lips. This was a first for her because she had only fucked a couple of guys before we were married and she had told me all about them. She said the first time she saw my cock that it seemed like every man she was ever going to fuck would have a small cock. Well it was oblivious that she was wrong, this was a nice fat one. Together they got it worked all the way in until she had it buried in her belly and her clit was touching his balls.As she began riding it I thought. What am I doing, sitting here being humiliated watching my bride take a strange cock. I was smiling at the thought though, as I realized my great fantasy was taking place before my eyes. I was watching her get her brains fucked out and I could tell by her sounds which were getting louder and louder that she was so into it that we would be doing this over and over from now on. The sounds became screams and the screams became louder and louder.Suddenly she stopped, closed her eyes and her whole body stiffened and she gave a massive shutter and I knew she was having a gigantic orgasm. Bill realized it too so he eased back on the fucking until she had recover enough to go on. I had not even had my hand on my cock then this happened but I cummed all over the carpet at my feet. I had felt it coming and thought that if I didnt touch it I could control it but I was wrong. But I was so excited that it stayed hard and I continued to enjoy the show.They kept fucking and Bill said something to Lene that I didnt hear. She got down from atop him and was on her hands and knees on the bed. He got up behind her and poised his cock at the entrance of her vagina and glanced around at me with a questioning look. I didnt know exactly what he meant but I got up and lay down on the bed with my face close to the action. He slide it in, this time where was no resistance as Lenes cunt was wide open and very juicy. I reached up and put my fingers on her clit and his balls on the down stoke would mash into my fingers and the force transformed by that to her clit. I watch his swollen balls dangling there and I reach up with my other hand and cupped them and gently squeezed. It was like I flipped a switch, he erupted deep inside her, his screams almost matching hers as she felt his cum spurt against the entrance to her womb. They were both caught up in their orgasms which seemed to go on and on before they collapsed. They then fell over on the bed and cuddled up, but not before I took it on myself to clean them up. I had dreamed of this moment for years and I was not going to be denied. I started with Bill licking all the cum and juice off his cock and then sucking on it to make sure there was none left. I started sucking Lene, I had work on it for a minute before the cum stated to flow. But when it did start I thought it would never stop coming. It was surprisingly thick cum, I had expected it to be more like mine which is thinner. I could fell wads of it going down my throat. It was so good, better than I had ever dreamed. After I was finished to my satisfaction I sat down and just looked at them in each others arms. I felt my first pang of jealously looking at them. Bill was lying where I would usually be. But I got over that fast. After all he had been the one fucking her.They looked so peaceful. Both were asleep with smiles on their faces. Lene looked so small and fragile laying there. Nothing like the screaming sex fiend she had been just a few minutes before.I was so content just sitting there watching them sleep. Wondering what would happen then they woke up. But no matter what happens I know that our experiment worked. I would be watching her take more cock. Maybe more tonight or next weekend but I felt like mine and Lenes fun was just beginning. The EndThis is another in a continuing series of wife sharing experiences. If you enjoyed it please send me your comments. Also if you have a special request let me know [email protected] and I will see what I can do. Also, if you ask, I will send you photographs of Lene so you can see what makes her get her way.Bill Jones 2008 [email protected] |
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shooter.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/13/shooter.txt | Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story based on purely fictional events and intended for mature audiences only. If you are offended by such stories or too young to be reading them, get your lazy butt off this computer and move it outside where it can get some exercise. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble real people. Comments welcomed, and always remember to practice safe sex.Note: The story is mine, but the concept originates with another. The following was developed out of an earlier (around late April 00) posting called "Shooters" to the alt.sex.stories newsgroup. The original posting was more of a collection of thoughts than a real story, but I used it to develop this longer, more complex version with something more resembling of a plot.Men are messy, no doubt about that. But you can't believe how messy unless you have been to Shooters, the A1 class male strip joint in New York City. There, the men there do it all! And when I say all, I mean they really go all the way.I am a young, 23 year old brunette that likes to party. Now don't get me wrong. That doesn't mean I'm easy; it just means I like to have a good time. I like to do new and unique things, and one of those things is going to male strip joints. I think every girl should experience a male strip joint at least once in her life. As for me, I try to make it as often as I can.I found Shooters through a chance ad in one of those free weeklies that you find in the adult district of any major American city. This city happened to be the greatest city of all: New York, New York. The name stuck out when I read it, mostly because it rhymes with the name of that other popular restaurant-nightclub. You know the one. It's where the men like to go to view big busted girls wearing tight cut-offs. I naturally figured the similarity in the names wasn't a mere coincidence. I thought it was a cute little pun, but I was soon to find out otherwise. As I will explain, there is a very different reason why this male strip joint is called Shooters.The first time was the best, and I've since been back three more times. I would go more often, but Shooters does have some drawbacks. More precisely, it has two of them. First, the cover charge to get into the place is astronomical. I won't say how much because it is too embarrassing to admit, but let me just say it is more than I get from a whole month's worth of tips at my job as a waitress. Second, they keep moving it. In order to keep from the law, Shooters relocates to a different establishment about once ever two weeks. That makes it hard to find the place once you saved up enough money to go back again, but once you do it's the greatest experience in the world. Let me explain why.It starts with the warm-up dances. Anywhere from one to maybe three men will come out onto the stage at the same time. They will do their routine, and then another group of one to maybe four men will come out. Each group has a different theme and wears different outfits. The first group might be a lone guy dressed up as a policeman. The second group might be a pair of men dressed up as construction workers. Each group will be wearing something different when they come out, but by the time they leave they will all be wearing the exactly the same thing: their birthday suits. You see, at Shooters they go all the way. Each guy strips down to the absolute bare, and then he quickly runs backstage before you have a chance to take a really good look.These men are to warm-up the crowd. Their purpose is to tease the women and then quick run away as though they are too shy to show themselves. They usually come in four groups, maybe six to eight men in all, one right after another. As soon as the first group strips naked, a Master of Ceremony announces the second and out they come.Through all of this, the general noise and level of excitement in the room gradually goes up. Each group seems to make the women increasingly excited and more aroused. "Take it off," they will yell. "Let me see your meat," They will encourage the men. Of course, a big part of this increase in the excitement level has to do with the amount of alcohol being served too.About twenty minutes into the show the main attraction begins. A whole group of men will come out at once, usually a dozen. And they will come out wearing all sorts of different outfits just like the first groups. It is the construction workers that I like the best, but others will be dressed as doctors, repair men, cat burglars, airline stewards, or whatever it takes to satisfy some woman's little fantasy. They all come out wearing something different, and then they begin to take it off.The audience of women really gets into it at this point. With a few drinks into their systems, they yell and scream for the men to "show me what you got" - and then they do! Each man does a slow, provocative striptease, much better than the warm-up dances, taking off one small piece of clothing at a time. Different men will use different techniques, which I always find to be really neat. With so many men up on stage at the same time, it's a fascinating experience to be able to shift your eyes back and forth to compare. It is also easy to compare other things too, like what each guy looks like with fewer and fewer cloths on his body. It's interesting to compare stature, physic, how good of shape they are in, and other things as well. All men are different. It's no different at Shooters, except at Shooters they all end up in the same condition. The men keep removing their clothing until there is nothing more to remove. The strip down to the bare - to absolutely nothing. They show the women everything they have to offer, but that is only the beginning.Next, after the entire group is bare and all the men are naked, the music changes to some kind of rap song with a heavy beat. This will cause the men to dance harder and to put increased vigor into their moves, making them shake and gyrate their bodies all around. Let me assure you, you will never listened to rap music quite the same way again after watching to it at Shooters.I am sure most of you have probably guessed this already. It is not hard to figure out. As the men put increased vigor in their dance, it puts increased motion into their cocks - which I really love! I guess I've always liked to watch a guy make his dick bounce up and down and sway back and forth. All the other women in the audience seem to like it too.At the same time, the warm up dances will come out on stage too. They will be in the same condition that they left; namely, in the bare. They will all be naked, so there will now be almost twenty nude men out on stage strutting their stuff.The music takes over at this point. The hoots and hollers of the women die down as they busy themselves watching. They look wild eyed and stair as they follow the various men up on stage, their eyes roaming from one gyrating cock to another. The men will take turns coming to the front of the stage to shake themselves more violently. Some will be more energetic about it than others. A few will shake their dicks around so much it will look as though they are about to shake it right off their bodies. It is these men that I like the best.During the whole ordeal, you see different women have vastly different reactions. Some act shocked, as though it is the first time they have ever witnessed such a spectacle. Others sit silently with their mouths wide open, as though they are too surprised or embarrassed by all the male nudity to say anything. The more wild, outgoing women - which always hold the majority - begin to yell and scream and really get into the action. Different women will have different reactions, but they will all keep on looking at the same thing.It is to the most outgoing women that the naked men attack first. Well, I maybe shouldn't use the word "attack." The men don't attack the women at all. It is more of a case where the women attack the men.First, they come off the stage. The men jump down into the audience and start dancing between the tables. They shake their goodies in close proximity to the women, sometimes walking right up to a table and doing it within a mere inches from a girl's face.Next comes one of the best things I like about Shooters. You see at Shooters, management does not mind if you touch, and I think you know what kind of touching I'm talking about. The more gregarious women quickly take advantage of this opportunity, and so reach out and grab the cocks of the male strippers. At first, they will make a quick lunge at a guy and touch him for only a second. This will cause the man to jump and the women to laugh and giggle. Next, the man will offer himself again or say something like "you hardly touched it" or "take a better feel." The woman will take him up on this offer and take another lounge at it, but this time hold on for a little longer. Then they will touch it again or someone else at the table will take a turn. It usually does not take very long before most of the women will grab on tight. They lift the guy's entire package up into the air as though gauging its weight, or give his soft dick a pull and try to bring it closer.A few times every night - and it happens every time I have ever gone to Shooters - one of the women in the audience will grab hold a little too hard. She will grab hold of a guy by his entire package and give his nuts a squeeze. This will quite naturally send the poor man cringing to their floor in pain, which has the effect of only increasing the arousal in the women still more. I'm not sure why this is the case. My theory is that after the women witness the power they have over the men they can't get enough. After this, the men have to be very careful, as others will start to squeeze harder and longer too. After it happens once, it almost always happens at least one or two times more in quick succession. On a few rare occasions I've witnessed a man sent squirming. Some especially energetic and usually drunk young lady gives a guy a squeeze and simply does not let go. He will be seen crying at a table in a desperate effort to try to get a woman to let go of his acing nuts. She won't, of course, and only holds tighter. What's interesting about this is that no one will come to his rescue; not even the other males. They just stand by and watch as she slowly squeezes his nuts into a tighter and tighter fist. I find this to be an incredibly erotic spectacle to watch.The majority of the women, however, are much less energetic and don't try to hurt the men at all. They don't want to damage the male pricks because they are more interested in using them for other purposes. And soon, one of the women will.It usually takes about five to ten minutes after the men jump down off the stage. Some woman will get tired of just feeling or maybe do it by mistake. It doesn't matter how it happens; only that it happens. Soon, some woman in the audience gets the bright idea of masturbating on her man. She takes him by his dick and starts pumping. Predictably, this starts to get him excited. This is when the real fun begins.Somebody will announce it, and then you will hear another. One of the men will be seen to get noticeably longer. Then there will be another, and then there will be yet another. As soon as it starts, it seems to spread like a contagious disease amongst the men. Of course, the women in the audience have a lot to do with spreading it around. One girl will follow another's example. As soon as one of the men shows a slight increase in size, there will always be another abrasive young woman who will take a dick into her hand and start masturbating on the thing. This will cause the rest of the women to hoot and holler, and then they will begin masturbating on the cock nearest to them as well. It usually takes mere seconds for the room to fill with a dozen male organs being masturbated by a dozen young women. Or, more importantly, the room will be filled with a bunch of hardening male organs. It's an incredible sight to behold!Some will harden faster than others. I'm not sure why this is. I suppose part of it is in the technique used by the woman. Another part may be from how horny the guy is or how long it's been since he last had sex. It may even be because some of the men have more to harden than others, but the results are always the same. Soon, the room will be filled with a dozen stiff cocks.Some will be big, and some will be even bigger. The thing about Shooters, you see, is that they have minimum standards. And these minimum standards are quite long. And not only that, but they are usually rather thick and massive too. The establishment is careful about not hiring normal sized men. They only hired the big ones to strut their stuff. And when I mean big, I do mean big. Their absolute minimum standard must be six inches, and I think that's only to have someone up on stage of normal size for comparison purposes. Everyone else will be bigger, and there will always be one or two who are substantially bigger. Out of the dozen men stripping up on stage, most will have organs of about seven or eight inches in length. There will always be one or two, however, that are in the nine or ten inch category. It is these who I like the best, as do all the other girls.Your first clue to the men's size is by how much they hang, although I've found this is not a complete predictor because some men will elongate a lot more than others. For example, a five inch dick sometimes elongates to only a six inch erection, but other times it may reach out to seven or eight inches long. It is only the really long men that you know are going to be long both in the hard and soft states. Each man is different, which I suppose is why I find the male organ so interesting. They come in all shapes and sizes.With so many erect cocks to admire at the same time, I suppose it's like a form of comparison-shopping. It's sort-of like looking at clothing in the department store, but Shooters is a store that carries only the bigger sizes. I suppose, in a way, you could say it's like a store for big and tall men.Now you would think the men would start running out of the room out of the embarrassment from having full hard-ons in front of so many women, but they don't. Instead, something truly amazing happens. They continue to tour among the tables. The stay naked, but now they are hard too, which gives the women a lot more to play with.Like before, some of the women will be more hesitant to touch the men than others. They will quick take hold of the shaft and then let go, or maybe they will pull it down only to watch it bounce back up again. This is always most entertaining with the longer men. I've found that a nine-inch cock will gyrate up and down quite a lot after you start it going - like a long spring after you let it go.Soon, women will start to do other things to the hardened members too. Some will slap theirs to the side. Others will give it a hard squeeze or maybe take a hard yank on it. I've seen some girls pull on a guy's rod so hard you would swear they are about to pull it right out of his body. They will become less and less intimidated by all the male cock standing before them. Soon, they will be slapping, pulling, squeezing, and doing whatever they happen to dream up to the cock standing at their table.One thing that's fun about Shooters is that a woman can take a turn at several cocks in one night. She can do a form of comparison shopping, first feeling a few men in the limp condition and then taking a couple of full-length rods in her hand. It is even possible for a woman to take hold of two at a time. There will always be at least one case where two of the men will play out a little fantasy for a few women. They will choose someone in the audience and ask her to decide which one of them is the largest. Then they will get a second opinion and then a third. This will go on and on, with each woman taking an erection in each hand and then picking a winner.When not in a woman's hand, the men will continue to dance too. I always find this especially exciting. There's always something especially erotic about a full-length male member bouncing up and down or swaying back and forth in beat to the music. The largest of the men naturally draw the most attention. I guess it maybe is because it makes the cocks look almost alive, as though they are big snakes getting ready to attack.Also during this period, the men will naturally start to get wet. What I mean is, with all these different women handling their hard organs; it makes sense that they eventually start to get wet. They start to pre-cum, which I think makes their organs look even better. There's nothing more exciting than the sight of a well lubricated young man, especially when he's endowed with an eight or nine incher.Next, they put on little skits. The one I found to be most erotic of all was of this man - I think he was the thickest and the longest of them all - come walking out on stage holding a serving tray that is strategically placed at waist level. A large cloth napkin was over the top, covering what we all wanted to see. This naturally caused some of the women to start giving him boos and hisses.With everyone's attention now upon him, he carried this serving tray amongst the tables as though he was a waiter bringing out an order to serve to the ladies. He seemed to be searching for someone special. Several of the women tried to reach out and rip the napkin away, but other men were there to protect him.Finally, he walked up to one particular table, picking on one of the younger, shier girls. She was this little oriental girl, about the cutest thing you ever saw. He walked up to her and asked if she wanted to take a bite of what was under the napkin. At that point, one of the other men showed it to her.It was a plate with food on it. There was potato salad, some chips, and a hot dog. The hot dog looked like any ordinary hot dog at first. It was a bun with a dog in the middle and lines of ketchup and mustard running down its length, but it wasn't a real dog. Instead, it was the man's stiff shaft. A real, live, male organ substituted as the hot dog. Best of all, it was from a well endowed young man, so the thing ran all the way down the length of the bun and came back out the other end. Somehow it was held down so it stayed inside the bun instead of poking up like an erect cock naturally does. I couldn't see how they did it, but then neither did I care. It was the most incredibly erotic sight I have ever witnessed. Several women let out a scream, including the shy oriental one who was the closest.A small TV tray was then placed beside the little woman and her chair turned to face it. Positioning himself on the opposite side, the guy then knelt down on a small bench so his waist is at the same level as the tray. One of the other men placed the tray in front of her, giving her a plastic fork and knife at the same time. I distinctly remember him telling the young girl to "dig in.""As you ordered," The man who removed the napkin announced. "Your prime A grade tube steak secreted in its own juices, cooked hot and raw to your liking."This caused the oriental girl to let out another scream.The rest of the men will continue to move about the audience, as the selected girl seemed to loose her tepidness and started to enjoy her meal. This was almost as erotic to watch as the cock itself. She drew a great deal of attention when she started eating the potato salad and chips off the plate with the erect organ only inches away. A few times the girl even became brave enough to poke at the member with the fork, causing the man to flinch. Once she even pretended to slice off a piece with her knife and then put it in her mouth to eat it.A second skit was that of a sacrifice. They did this skit every time I happened to go to shooters, and I think they do it every night. It must be a normal part of the show and probably an introduction into the most exciting phase of the night's activity. They call it the male sacrifice. Or more to the point, it was a skit where a woman was invited to sacrifice a virgin cock.He came out onto the stage fighting. Two other men held him, one by each arm. All three were naked, of course, and they were also very erect. The "virgin's" stiff shaft bounced all around as he tried to fight against his captors. I think he had the biggest dick of them all. His pecker looked to be a good eight or maybe nine inches in length.The Master of Ceremonies came out on stage next. "Who would like to take the pleasure of this virgin cock?" She announced, at which point the poor man fought against his captors even more.This was always wildly erotic, even though we knew it was just a skit. I mean, we all knew the guy was only acting out a part given to him - or at least we thought we knew. I guess that was what made it so damn erotic. Although we knew, we never knew for certain. I find it interesting that on the three occasions I saw it, it was always a different guy that I never saw before. He was also young and good-looking. If he was an actor, he was an excellent actor; and if he was a virgin......Well, that would have been even better. You couldn't help but think about the possibility. I often found it exciting to imagine one of my male friends or a shy co-worker in his place. It was exciting to think about any man being masturbated."This magnificent cock standing before us has never been shot," The Master of Ceremonies went on. "Who will be the first to masturbate him into an ejaculation? Who wants to be the first to empty his nuts?"I think the hand of every woman in the place went up at once, including my own, but only one could be selected. The Master of Ceremonies went around the audience to tease the women and ask them questions."Are you a good masturbator?" She asked to one. "What is your technique?" She asked to another.The last time I was at Shooters I almost got selected. She made it to the table next to mine, which had these three very horny young girls sitting on it. One of them gave the right answer."I would tease him first," A short, big-breasted Hispanic girl said. "I would be sure to tease his cock first so I could get maximum quantity later.""Yes, you should do fine," The Master of Ceremonies took her by the hand. "Come and join us."She bought the young woman up on stage to join the naked virgin. She asked her a few background questions, and we learned that her name was Martha and she was between boyfriends at the moment. That was why she had come to Shooters. It had been over three months since she saw a cock, and she heard Shooters had the best cocks in town.We all agreed.A few minutes later the show went on. With a single motion of her hand, the Master of Ceremonies then did something truly erotic. She ordered the virgin to be shackled.Two other men wheeled this "X" shaped contraption out on stage. We all knew what it was for. It was obvious. The thing had leather bounds in each corner, in the perfect position for the wrists and ankles.It took all four men up on stage to tie the young man down. The poor young virgin fought them all the way. He was strong, as we could all see, but he was outnumbered. It wasn't much of a contest when it was four against one.In the end, he was tied. The poor young virgin stood facing us with both his wrists and ankles securely bound. There is something about a bound man that always turns me on, especially when he's naked. This one was especially erotic due to the firm stalk sticking out of the middle of his body. He had gone slightly flaccid in his struggle to prevent the other men from tying him down, but his organ still pointed straight out of his body."This virgin is now yours to enjoy for the evening," The Master of Ceremonies spoke to the shocked girl who still stood up on stage with her. "As you can plainly see, there is little he can do to prevent you from masturbating him into ejaculation. We only ask that you remain at the side so the rest of us can see too."Incredibly, the young girl kneeled down to his side and began to play with him. "No! No!" He fought her. "Not my cock! Oh please Martha, let go of my cock!"Despite his objections, his stalk seemed to become even harder and longer. His prick had to be at least eight inches in length and looked plenty wide too. It was magnificent, one of the most magnificent pieces of male steak I have ever seen, and it got even better after Martha spread his pre-cum all around and it glistened off the overhead stage-lights. I couldn't help but fantasize what it would be like to experience this man in bed. He had to be an excellent fuck.He tried to fight against her by pulling and pushing in his bonds, but there was nowhere he could go. Her hand founds its mark anyway, and soon his cock was pointed up at an angle for our enjoyment.Needless to say, it remained erect, especially with the young Martha playing with it. In fact, it looked to get even harder as the very experienced young girl bounded, pulled, and eventually gave it quick little strokes. We all watched as he pre-cumed like crazy. It became clear he wasn't going to be able to hold out for much longer.The whole time he continued crying out, which made it even better. "Oh my cock!" He would say. "Oh my poor, aching cock! Oh no, not that Martha! No Martha! Don't do that to my virgin cock!" He said as she made it spring up and down.The guy was an excellent actor. I almost believed he really was a virgin, which made it even better. The thought of a male virgin being forced to shoot off in front of an audience of strangers gave me a very erotic sensation. I had been having erotic sensations all evening, and they were getting more and more erotic as the evening progressed.The attention of more women was drawn to the man being masturbated up on stage, especially when he talked of releasing. A few of them from the further tables stood up to watch, as I did myself the first time I visited Shooters. The last time, however, I didn't have to stand. I had an excellent view.Through all of this the other men slowly started to leave. They sneaked out as the attention of the women was diverted. Even the one with his cock in a bun left. He snuck off as soon as the young woman finished her plate and gave him a few strokes. True to her word, Martha cock-teased him. She did not allow him to shoot right away. Instead, we could all see the way she bought him to the edge and then let go."Not in front of all these women," He said at first. "Please Martha, I can feel it getting close. Don't make me shoot in front of all these women."It was the ultimate in male subjugation. We all watched wide-eyed in silence as the poor, helpless man was, for all practical purposes, publicly raped. But he wasn't raped right away. Instead, she only brought him to the edge."Thank you! Oh thank you!" He said in ultimate gratitude, thinking she was going to stop. "Oh Martha, thank you for not embarrassing me."Of course, Martha did not stop. Instead, she only paused. She paused to calm him down and keep from cumming too soon. She kissed him and maybe tease his nipples a little bit, and then she went right back at it. She stopped for only two or three minutes and then went right back on to his cock again.The whole process was repeated, and then it was repeated again. She bought him to the brink of orgasm five times in all. The last time was the best because she teased the tip of his cock. Martha kneeled in front of him and teased the tip of his cock with her mouth. We were all worried at first because we were afraid she was going to blow him and then we wouldn't be able to witness the performance, but Martha was an expert cock-teaser. She only allowed her tongue and lips to touch his cock. She was careful not to blow him.About 20 minutes after he was first tie down the best part came. It was time for Shooters to live up to its famous name. For you see, the place did not get its name by rhyming with some other popular nightclub. That was just a coincidence. The reason it was named "Shooters" is because the last act is for the male strippers to shoot. It is time to shoot their loads.It started with the supposed virgin up on stage. I don't think it was true about what the Master of Ceremonies said about him being a virgin, but it had been a long time since his last ejaculation."Please don't make me cum," The shackled man pleaded one more time. "Please, not in public. Oh God! It's really close now, but please don't make me spurt in public."And then he did it. And he really did it! I think they must have starved him of sex for at least a week. The man shot off further and in greater quantity than any man I had ever seen squirting before. He was incredible, giving at least a half-dozen good-sized explosions. I have always enjoyed watching men ejaculate, and I really enjoy it when they do it in public. Through all of this, no tips are given out by any of the women to any of the men. That's another thing different about Shooters. It is not like an ordinary male strip joint where the women put dollar bills in the g-strings of the men. They want to, I know, but there is no place to put the bills. By the time the men come down off the stage and are close enough to pass a dollar, they are completely naked.There is a reason for this, for tips are given only at the end. They are given in the form of a bid. For you see, in the end, the men are auctioned off. Well, I really should say their cocks are auctioned off. The women bid for the right to stroke the men into ejaculation.The Master of Ceremonies acts as the auctioneer. The men come out on stage one at a time to be sold. Starting with the smallest and working their way up in length, each man walks back out onto the stage naked and very hard. He models himself, showing several different poses in order to show off his now well engorged erection, and then he is sold. Well, the man himself isn't actually sold. More accurately, his cock is sold into ejaculation.The first guy usually goes for about twenty bucks. Then he walks over to the table of the highest bidder where he is masturbated until he cums. Sometimes it is quick. Other times it takes many strokes. For most of the men, the highest bidder will follow the lead of the first girl, and she will choose to cock tease them. They will bring their purchase to the brink and then stop. The next male might then be auctioned off as the previous one is forced to stand naked and bare, standing along side his owner with a raging hard-on begging for attention. Sometimes this goes on through several cycles until the man is nearly begs to be jerked off, which of course he eventually is.Normally, only one man is allowed to ejaculate at a time. This is one of those little details about Shooters that I really like. They only let one man explode at a time to make sure the attention of all the women in the room are upon him. In that way, you can make sure to never miss a single squirt.One guy after another, again and again, we get to watch them ejaculate. It is fun to watch so many men ejaculate. I have always enjoyed watching men squirt off. Each is a little bit different. Most of them do not last for very long because they have all been plenty well felt up and teased already, so the eruptions are rather frequent. It is like an assembly line of spurting cocks.On one particular occasion they did something a little different that I really liked. They had this little contest, a contest between ejecting cocks. There were two categories where the men were put up against each other. The first was called distance shooting and the second was quantity. I expect you already know what these contests were all about. The first winner was the woman who got her man to shoot his load the furthest, while the second was the one who got her man to shoot out the greatest quantity of sperm. This was very exciting to watch as we cheered on one guy after another. It was the most exciting sports event I have ever witnessed.Now in order to win in either category the woman had to be smart about it. She couldn't just start stroking and make him cum. As we all knew, the secret is to cock-tease them for a while and only make the guy shoot at the peak of his ecstasy. Not surprisingly, I've noticed the men with the longest cocks tend to end up the winner. I think this is simply because the longest cocks had the greatest length to accelerate their sperm. You know, it's sort of like shooting with a longer barrel shotgun.By the end of the evening, you probably get to see about twenty erupting cocks over about a two-hour period. It's an incredible sight to behold. They spray and spurt like maniacs. It's simply incredible! Just think about it. The women not only get to watch the men strip to the bare and get erections, but they also get to witness the men ejaculating. They squirt right onto the tables, floor, and onto the stage. A few squirt onto the women, spraying their jizz over clothing and hair. Others may even squirt into drinks and even onto plates full of food! It is the most incredible sight you will ever witness. You haven't seen sex until you have gone to Shooters! This exclusive male strip joint will leave you wondering why on earth you ever thought men should be doing anything other than walking around hard all the time and strutting their stuff for your viewing enjoyment.It is my firm belief that men should be jacked off as often as possible - or at least twice every day.The EndTo be continued???~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 13 |
nilf2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/nilf2.txt | Author Note: A big THANKS to Jerry O for helping me edit this story...***PART 2The following day found Linda making sure she didn't come out pregnant (ahem, morning after pill) and assuring herself she wouldn't end up with another bun in the oven (birth control pills). She decided she'd keep this her little secret as she found that the thought of breeding her excited Robert quite a bit.Days came and went and Linda went about her usual business, tending to her house, her kids, her husband and keeping up with her exercise regime. She noticed that Robert was almost always out in his yard watering the grass when she went out for her daily walk. They both acted normal and greeted each other as before, although Robert could swear he saw a little extra pep in her step. He wasn't mistaken. It was for his viewing pleasure. Linda spent the days after the encounter replaying "the incident" in her mind not realizing she had a big shit-eating grin on her face. She felt so alive... sexy, desired and yet filthy and dirty at the same time. She was putting a lot on the line and Robert had videotape evidence. He could blackmail her if he wanted to, but she decided right there and then that he wouldn't have to. She'd do anything he asked her to do. Little did she know her boundaries and morals would be put to the test.Robert spent his days reliving his conquest. He had lusted after Linda for months and she was finally his for the taking. It hadn't taken much to bring out the inner slut in her. He expected more of a challenge but everything played out in his favor. He'd tested her will by ordering her to walk home topless and the bitch had done it without hesitation. He knew then that she was his. He had the video as leverage, but he suspected he wouldn't have to use it or at least not until he really tested her will. He was going to use her and push her to the brink, eventually cuckolding her husband. He had plans for her... hot, nasty plans. He would do with her what he wouldn't dare do with his own sweet wife. Robert was hatching his plan and getting ready for Wednesday. It seemed an eternity before it rolled around again; he wondered if Linda was anticipating it as much as he was. Around 10:00 am Wednesday morning, Robert came knocking at her door and Linda, as a form of payback, let him sweat it out a bit. She let him ring a few times although she was dying to answer the door. She'd decided earlier to throw caution to the wind and present herself to Robert completely naked. She opened the door and Robert was taken aback by her bravado. The message was loud and clear... this NILF was ready for some serious fucking. He purposely stood at her door taking in her beauty, but also exposing her lovely nude body to the world. She stood proud at first, but when Robert took his time admiring her beauty with the door fully ajar she began to feel conscientious and apprehensive.Robert whistled at her and motioned for her to take a spin. By this time Linda had lost her nerve as Robert was in no hurry to shut the door. She was afraid of getting caught. He was going to make her sweat it out. She finished her pirouette and invited him to come in. He shook his head and gave her a low cat whistle."Good morning. You look like you're ready for my cock." Linda smiled and nodded. She was definitely ready for some hot action. He instructed her to kneel and take his cock out. The front door remained opened and they were just inside the entryway as Robert moved sideways. Now Linda was on full display to any passersby.She asked him to close the door, which irritated Robert. He shook his head and in a firm tone said, "I told you to get on your knees and worship my cock you fucking cunt. Don't make me repeat myself." His harsh words made her uneasy but she knew she'd upset him and that's the last thing she intended to do. She nodded and fell to her knees. Her jugs jiggling as she maneuvered to unzip his pants and whip out his thick cock. Robert threw his head back as he felt Linda's mouth encircle his dick taking in a few inches before gagging.She pulled back and soon was in a steady rhythm, bobbing up and down without a care in the world. Robert felt it was enough risking getting caught so he closed the front door.He grabbed her by the hair and pulled up causing her to look up. Doggone, she looked beautiful with his cock in her mouth. His smile brought a feeling of warmth and appreciation to Linda and she put forth more effort in pleasing her lover. Alas, Robert had other plans. He pulled her up and kissed her. Gingerly at first, cradling her face in his manly hands but his desire and passion for Linda intensified and soon he was making love to her mouth with his tongue.She was lost in the animalistic lust; this treatment set her fuckhole on fire. Robert ran his hands down to her ass and brought her body in to his as he kneaded her ass globes, spreading them apart rubbing and tickling her asshole. She relished the new sensations brought about having her ass played with.She was holding on to Robert moaning into his mouth letting him know she was his. He broke the kiss and smacked her lovingly on her ass. He ordered her to run and get dressed and told her specifically to wear a mini skirt, a white wife beater shirt and slutty heels and no underclothing. The thought both excited and frightened her as she contemplated what he had in mind.About twenty minutes later, Linda made her way downstairs scantily clad looking like a two-bit whore. She'd taken the time to put on some dramatic eye makeup and red lipstick. She stood at the bottom of the stairs with a big smile, her hands on her hips waiting anxiously for Robert's approval. He looked at her, nodded and said, "Perfect. You look like a cheap whore". Her smile disappeared. She was about to say something when the doorbell rang. Robert gave her a quizzical look, and she shrugged her shoulders and gave him a look of uncertainty. Robert walked over to her and whispered, "No one must know I'm here. Get rid of whoever it is." He left and hid himself in the kitchen.Having momentarily forgotten her state of dress, Linda marched over to the door and flung it open somewhat annoyed at the interruption. There before her was a policeman, Sgt. Miller as his badge showed. He was a handsome gentleman about six feet tall, dirty blonde hair, sea green eyes and a fit body. Her quick assessment and the fact that she was a sucker for men in uniform made her sizable tits stand at attention.Linda's erect nipples were quite noticeable as Sgt. Miller eyed her up and down with a look of total disgust. He asked for the man of the house in a brusque tone, and she told him he was at work. The question irritated Linda and she asked rather defiantly what the purpose of his visit was. He shook his head and said, "My name is Sgt. Karl Miller. We received a call about a prostitution ring in this neighborhood and from the looks of it I've got the right house. May I come in?"Linda took offense to his comment and said, "How dare you! I am not a prostitute and I resent your insinuation." Sgt. Miller, displaying annoyance with her attitude responded, "Listen, madam," (The double meaning of the word was not lost on Linda either.) "I'm just doing my job. We have complaints of suspicious activity at this address, particularly on Wednesdays. Men have been seen coming and going throughout the day. You either allow me to come in and investigate or I'll have to call for back up. I'll have about twenty police cars out here faster than you can say, 'that'll be $20 bucks'. Which will it be?"Linda knew she definitely did not want to call attention to herself, so she lowered her head and stepped aside allowing Sgt. Miller in her house. The officer again gave her a look over and shook his head in disgust. She felt so ashamed and judged. How did she end up here? She was just a housewife, a respectable housewife. His voice brought her back. "Madam, what is your name," he asked. She gave him her full name. He asked her for more personal information, her husband's name, place of employment, phone number, etc. She cooperated fully, still annoyed at the intrusion and also fearful that her tryst with Robert had been witnessed and reported.She told Sgt. Miller that she'd done nothing wrong and that the allegations were false. She assured him there was no prostituting going on in her home. He assured her that he was not making any judgments until he finished a thorough investigation. He asked her if anyone else was in the house.Linda's eyes widened. Robert had given her implicit instructions; no one should know he was there. She was caught between lying to the police officer and risking getting caught and her loyalty to her lover. She opted for the latter and shook her head, no. Sgt. Miller informed her that he would have to search the house as part of his investigation. He explained that in accordance with standard procedure he was going to restrain her for both their safety.Linda assured him that was not necessary. The officer was annoyed and in a more stern voice said, "Madam, I don't believe I asked you if you felt it was necessary. I don't feel safe with your type, and I'm going to restrain you so that I can do my job to the best of my ability. If you resist, I will have to call for back up. Now extend your arms palms down so I can secure you."Linda felt terrified at this turn of events. She also wondered if Robert was going to make his presence known and perhaps rescue her from this situation. She had no choice but to put her hands out so Sgt. Miller could restrain her.Upon cuffing her he ordered her to turn around facing the wall while bringing her cuffed hands up against the wall. She did so, and he proceeded to spread her legs with his feet. This put Linda in a very compromising and vulnerable position. Her miniskirt did little to cover her luscious ass and she wore nothing underneath. Sgt. Miller stepped back and admired the view. She was beautiful and he could see right where her ass cheeks started. He knew that he had complete control of Linda and he was going to take full advantage.Linda had tears streaming down her face; she felt so helpless and defenseless. At that moment she hated Robert for not rescuing her. But she also realized if Robert made his presence known she'd be in deeper trouble with the law and with her husband.She heard the officer tell her not to move as he made his way about the house beginning with the downstairs area. She hoped Robert had been able to leave the premises using the back door. She chastised herself for thinking of Robert's safety when he had no concern over hers. It was too much for her to process so she closed her eyes.Robert was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee when Karl made his way to the kitchen. They smiled when they saw each other. Unbeknownst to Linda, Robert and Karl were longtime friends. They played in a baseball league together. Robert had mentioned Linda to Karl and told him what a total slut she was and that she would be up for pretty much anything. He then offered to share her with his friend so together they formed a plan.Robert wanted her used and humiliated and he knew Karl was just the guy to do that. He had an aggressive personality and a stale marriage, thanks to his profession. Robert felt that Karl's sexless marriage would guarantee him buying into his plan of using Linda and he wasn't mistaken. Karl loved the idea. They chatted for a bit in the kitchen, making Linda sweat it out. They agreed Karl would go back out to the living room and start the humiliation and Robert would film the action with his digital camera, undetected.Linda heard Sgt. Miller returning to the living room and she opened her eyes just as he reached her. He told her he'd found nothing downstairs. She breathed a sigh of relief and meekly said, "I told you..." but her sentence was cut short as Karl grabbed her by the hair and sneered in a hushed, menacing voice, "Shut the fuck up you dirty cunt. I'm not done with my investigation." She was frozen in fear. His demeanor changed as he continued his verbal assault, "Cheap sluts like you give housewives a bad name. You want me to believe you're innocent and yet you display yourself so wantonly. Your pathetic husband probably doesn't know you're fucking every Tom, Dick and Harry. Now I'm going to tell you once more... shut the fuck up." Linda was trembling with fear. She felt him breathing on her neck as his hands descended on her waist. She pleaded softly, "Please don't," as tears rolled down her cheeks. She was trembling with fear.Karl snickered and in a mocking tone said, "Don't flatter yourself you skank. I personally wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole, but I'm obligated by my job to do a thorough pat down as part of the investigation. I need to make sure you have no weapons, drugs paraphernalia or drugs on or in your person. Stay still and don't move unless I tell you. Understood?" Linda nodded her head.From her waist, Sgt. Miller moved his hands upward bringing with him the bottom of the wife beater shirt. He exposed her midsection taking his time as he ran his hands around her tight stomach. Linda tried to think of something else; she felt so vulnerable and the officer's calloused fingers on her bare skin were igniting her passion. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and she thought she felt his body touch hers. Sgt. Miller continued the pat down running his hands up her torso exposing more of her body as he made sure to inch her shirt upward. She swore she felt a slight push against her bottom as he made his way up to her chest. Suddenly, in one clean sweep her shirt was over her boobs. Sgt. Miller took his sweet time positioning the front of her shirt over her exposed tits. He purposely ran his hands back down to her stomach gently massaging her midsection as his hands made his way up again. His strong touch and his manly scent sent Linda over the edge and she tried to stifle an orgasm; alas, she couldn't keep it hidden. Her body convulsed lightly as she whimpered biting her lower lip. He knew his touch was turning her on but he was playing his part well. In a very harsh, hushed tone he reminded her to stay still whilst rubbing his crotch lightly against her scantily clad ass. For a split second she silently begged Robert to come rescue her.Sgt. Miller reached up and cupped her tits in his hands lifting them up, separating them and he took joy in bouncing them a bit in his gruff hands. He assured her he was only making sure she didn't have any drugs or needles stashed under her tits as he pinched her hardened nipples. He squeezed and massaged her tits longer than necessary causing Linda to moan and whimper as his touch set her body on fire. She felt weak in the knees and fell forward against the wall pushing her ass against the cop's crotch. He rubbed against her a tad bit harder intent on making her beg for his cock.He brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, "I'm going to leave your tits exposed as I continue my search downward. Don't you fucking move." His closeness and hot breath against her skin kept her in a daze. He grabbed her waist rather forcefully and turned her around facing the couch causing her tits to jiggle. Linda could have sworn she saw movement out of the corner of her eye but she didn't give it a second thought. The officer kicked her legs open and pushed her upper torso down onto the sofa, forcing Linda to jut her ass outward with her face buried in the sofa. She heard Sgt. Miller mutter under his breath, "What the fuck? This bitch has no panties on." Things didn't look good for her. With Linda in this awkward position, Robert could now come out of hiding to film the action up close. Karl gave Robert a thumb's up and a big smile. His cock was straining to get out, but he had to follow through with Linda's humiliation. "You are one dirty mother, walking around dressed like a cheap streetwalker without panties. Do your kids know what you do? You are an embarrassment to your family."Linda started sobbing again. This man was making assumptions about her. He didn't know her. But she also realized she was not giving him a good first impression.In a muffled voice Linda pleaded, "No officer. I'm a respectable wife and mother. You don't understand." He slapped her hard on her ass and instructed her to shut the fuck up. He said, "No respectable wife and mother would have her nasty whore ass up in the air, displaying herself to men. Now shut your pie-hole; not a peep and let me do my job."He knelt behind her taking in the sweet scent of her wet pussy as he placed both hands at her left ankle. He slowly and methodically ran his strong hands up her leg reaching her calve bringing his face close to her ass. He was breathing hard and was blowing at her dripping cunt causing Linda to shiver. He moved his hands upward reaching her thigh bringing his fingers mere inches from her snatch.She was trying her damndest to not move and to think of something else as her mommy hole was reigniting. He could smell her arousal. It took all of him to not lick her. He ran his left hand up the front of her leg and the right hand up her ass cheek bringing with him the hem of her skirt. He flipped the skirt up above her waist totally exposing her ass. He purposely did not touch her hairy patch. He could feel her relaxing as her body began to betray her.Sgt. Miller knew this position was uncomfortable and tiring for Linda so he was a bit quicker when he repeated the process with the right leg. Then he saw it, Linda's juices running down the inside of her thigh and he knew that he had her.Just when she thought Sgt. Miller was satisfied with not having found anything on her person, Linda felt his fingers on her vagina. She tried to get up, but he forced her down again. He slapped her hard on her ass and instructed her to stay still. Her pussy was sopping wet, which made it quite easy for Karl to insert one; two and ultimately three fingers.Linda felt so violated yet she couldn't control herself and started gyrating her hips and whimpering. Karl sawed his fingers in and out of Linda's mommy-hole getting her ready for what was to come. But he was also going to toy with her. He fingered her cunt for a strong half a minute. Then he suddenly stopped and in an angry tone informed her she had gotten her dirty, disgusting pussy juices all over his hand. Robert had caught it all on tape, and Karl signaled to him that he was going to turn her over which was his cue to hide. Once Robert was videotaping the action from a safe place, Karl grabbed her from her hair and ordered her to lick her skanky juices off his hand. She was in a daze still high from the fingering she'd received. He brought his dripping fingers to her face and she instinctively started licking them clean. He purposely sawed his fingers in and out of her mouth much like he'd done with her cunt. Linda worked hard to please him.Upon finishing her chore she was told the cuffs were coming off but she would be blindfolded to keep her from making any sudden movements thus possibly endangering them both. She had no choice but to agree meekly. She was relieved to have the cuffs off as they were starting to hurt her.Sgt. Miller instructed her to sit on the couch and remove her shirt. Linda gave up all resistance and did as she was told. Karl used the shirt to blindfold Linda. Once done, Robert came out of hiding to record the action up close and personal.Linda sat topless still feeling high from the fingering she'd received. The first slap on her tit caught her by surprise. The sting made her yelp but she was quickly instructed to shut up. Karl repeatedly swatted both her tits alternatively causing her to squirm, but her body again betrayed her. It seemed the light pain on her sensitive tits caused her fuckhole to leak and soon another orgasm ripped through her body causing her to tremble uncontrollably. He smiled knowing full well she was enjoying the rough treatment. Just as Linda began to enjoy the sensations he informed her he was not done with the cavity check and instructed her to lay back, hook her arms under her knees and keep quiet. She did as she was told lying there on her couch being exploited by an officer of the law. And where was Robert? She assumed he'd indeed escaped and was safe in his home.The sound of the zipper brought her back from her reverie. "What are you doing?" she asked"Don't flatter yourself, stupid bitch. I'm removing my uniform so as to not get your nasty cunt juices all over it," he snickered. Soon Karl was naked and his rod was quite impressive. He was now ready and quite anxious to ram his cock deep in Linda's mommy fuckhole but he kept cool. He moved his face close to Linda's well-manicured pussy and started blowing into it causing her to whimper and ask what he was doing. Sgt. Miller reached up, slapped her face and told her to shut the fuck up. The slap wasn't hard, but it was strong enough to make her comply. He again blew in and around her pussy and she couldn't help but react. Her pussy was creaming and she longed to get fucked. When his tongue touched her clit Linda exploded in a massive orgasm mildly squirting Karl. That had never happened to her. And Robert caught it all on tape. She was breathing hard and Karl lost all pretenses as he started devouring her cunt. Her moans and pleas egged him on and he licked and nibbled her sweet cunt and lapped her tasty juices. She let go of her legs and used both her hands to press his handsome face to her pussy voicing her pleasure begging him not to stop. Karl reached up and played with her tits taking her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and pinching causing her to moan with pain and pleasure."Oh please, I need your cock.... pleeeeeeeease!" she screamed.Karl got up, grabbed her by her hair and sat her up bringing his hard cock to her mouth. She instinctively licked his bulbous head and licked up and down his eight inch, thick shaft. She reached out and cradled his jewels in her hand while running a finger down his scrotum making him moan in pleasure. He encouraged her to suck him calling her filthy, dirty names, which only served to fuel her passion.She placed her hands on his waist momentarily for leverage, but liking what she felt she decided to explore his body running her soft hands over his six-pack enjoying the feeling of his tight body. She brought her hands down to his ass massaging his globes and bringing him in closer causing him to drive his cock in her mouth making her gag. Karl pulled out while asking her "What's the matter bitch, too much cock for you? I figured you'd be used to sucking cock. How much for the blowjob?" Linda kept sucking on his meat mumbling incoherently with her mouth full of cock.He didn't care to hear what she had to say. He was ready to ram his cock up her waiting twat. He removed his cock from her mouth pushing her back. He lifted her legs and fed her a couple inches of his thick meat. She felt his cock split right through her fuckhole and she liked what she felt. "Oh fuck! Yes, fuck me!! Yes Officer, give me more... I need more of your cock. Fuck meeeeeee hard!!" "Say my name, bitch!" Karl ordered."Please Sgt. Miller, fuck me. I need your cock. Oh fuck yes, I need more, more!!"This brought a smile to his face. Karl obliged pulling back and them ramming his eight inches deep in her. She cried in ecstasy and started humping Karl sucking his cock with her pussy. She was truly fucking him. Karl was now on her, pounding into her, encouraging her to fuck him as he slapped her titties... and fuck she did. Robert had a front row seat to all the action and loved seeing his slut neighbor fuck his friend. This also assured him a great video. But now Robert wanted in on the action so he set the camera on a tripod at a perfect angle and started undressing. Once naked he signaled Karl to remove Linda's blindfold. It was time to reveal to her that she'd been tricked yet again. Linda kept her eyes closed even after the blindfold was removed and it was only when she felt something at her mouth that she opened her eyes seeing Robert standing over her with his cock at her mouth. She was momentarily confused, lost in the sweet fuck Karl was giving her but she didn't care. She opened her mouth and started sucking on Robert's tasty cock. She reached out and massaged his balls. Karl and Robert hi-fived and gave Linda what she wanted... a great fuck. She'd never enjoyed two cocks at once and she was indeed going to enjoy them. She sucked Robert's cock without mercy wanting him to shoot his delicious cream deep down her throat and she was going to milk Karl's cock and make him cum deep in her fertile cunt. She wasn't sure if the birth control pills were already doing their job but at that moment she truly didn't give a shit. Her pussy was doing all the thinking. She worked her ass like a two-bit whore wrapping her long, sensual legs around Karl's hard body digging her heels on his taut buttocks bringing him in deeper, trapping him. Karl smiled but realized he was going to cum soon and he had mounted her bareback. "I'm gonna cum soon. I need to pull oooooout... ahhhhhhh!" Linda smiled around Robert's cock. She wasn't going to let him out if her life depended on it. Robert instructed Karl, "Yeah you better pull out 'cause this cunt is fertile." Sgt. Miller slowed his thrusts and Linda worked her ass harder. She removed Robert's cock from her mouth and said, "Nooooo, keep fucking me. Please cum deep in my mommy hole." How could Karl deny her that pleasure? He put some energy in his thrusts and soon was emptying his balls deep in Linda causing her to explode almost passing out. This caused Robert to flood her mouth and throat with his cum and grunt like a wild animal. Linda kept humping Karl and sucking Robert's cock until everyone was satisfied.She was spent as she lay on her couch freshly fucked. Karl and Robert sat with their heads thrown back relishing the moment. After a while, Karl caught his breath and said, "Wow, Bro, you weren't kidding when you said this cunt was a firecracker," He leaned it massaging Linda's tit then said, "You, my dear, are a great fuck. I know you're not a prostitute but if you were ever to pimp your lovely ass you'd make yourself some serious cash." She just smiled and took the compliment. She opened her eyes and looked at Karl saying, "Thank you, officer. Coming from you, that's quite a compliment. I hope you're satisfied."She leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes as Karl and Robert both played with her tits. What was her life coming to? She had now cheated on her husband with two men, men who knew they could control her and make her do whatever they wished. It frightened her to think she was no longer in control. On the other hand she was totally excited by her new adventures and she realized that, no matter what the consequences would be, she desperately wanted... no needed, to continue on this new, erotic path. For the first time in a long time she felt alive!They rested for a bit before Linda got down on her knees taking Sgt. Miller's cock and licking the head as she looked up and smiled at him. He cracked a smile and shook his head. He leaned back and enjoyed Linda's ministrations. She was a great cocksucker. She ran her tongue up and down his now hardening cock lapping up their fuck juices. It was quite intoxicating. His wife hadn't given him this kind of treatment in years.All she wanted at that precise moment was to please Sgt. Miller. Soon he was standing at attention. She couldn't remember the last time her husband got hard this quick after cumming. The thought of her husband was quick and she quickly focused on the task at hand. She took his nutsack in her mouth and sucked it lightly bringing him total joy. He rested his head back, closed his eyes and enjoyed the sweet blowjob. She ran her hands up to his chest taking his hard nipples in her hands and pinching them lightly sending light, sensuous, tingling sensations straight to his cock. His pecs and biceps were so manly, so strong. She loved the feel. She felt him get harder, if that was even possible. He brought his hands to her head wrapping his hands in her hair orchestrating her up-and-down movements. They were both in heaven.She made her way up... kissing, licking and nibbling at his body causing Karl to stir in excitement. She reached his face bringing her lips to his demanding he kiss her. He was only too happy to oblige. They devoured each other as Karl ran his hands all over her back and ass squeezing and kneading her cheeks, bringing her body to his rubbing his cock over her clit.Robert sat back and enjoyed the hot scene before him. His hot lover couldn't get enough cock. He saw as Sgt. Miller took her ass cheeks in his strong hands, massaging her and lasciviously opening her ass exposing her little brown hole. Robert felt his cock stirring as Karl aimed his hard cock at Linda's dripping snatch. She took his cock one delicious inch at a time taking time to enjoy his man-meat. Soon Linda was seductively sliding up and down Karl's cock taking her tits in her hands and pinching her hard nips. Karl held on to her waist as she rode him so sexily moaning and whimpering. Robert came up behind Linda and hugged her bringing her to him and replacing her hands with his on her tits. He squeezed, massaged and pinched her titties turning her face and bringing her lips to his. He kissed her tasting Karl and her mixed juices and he loved the taste. They kissed for a few minutes as Karl laid back and took in the action enjoying the sensation of Linda's cunt wrapped around his hard cock. Robert broke the kiss and gently pushed Linda forward bringing her tits to Karl's face. He latched on to Linda's right tit as he massaged the other causing her to moan.Robert slid down bringing his face to Linda's ass taking her cheeks in his hands and opening her up exposing her tight brown hole. He stuck his tongue out and licked her ass causing her to jump. Karl held her tight as he kept sucking on her tits. He felt Robert's breath close to his cock as Robert kept kissing, nibbling and licking Linda's sweet asshole. Robert sat up lifting Linda off of Karl's cock. Once Linda's fuckhole was void of Karl's meat, Robert inserted his hard cock coating it with the fuck juices. He pumped her a few times making sure his cock was coated before pulling out, pushing Linda forward again causing her to jut her ass up in the air giving him full access to her backside. Aside from taking Robert's fingers up her ass a week ago, Linda was an anal cherry but she wouldn't be after today. Robert felt her tense up and smacked her hard. He instructed her to take Sgt. Miller's cock up her cunt and remain still. She did as she was told.Robert knew she was an anal virgin and would take it slow so she could learn to like taking it up the ass. He had more plans for this hot housewife. Robert pushed forward feeding her his thick head allowing her to get used to it. Linda felt pain and discomfort at her backside but tried concentrating on Karl's cock, working her muscles, sucking his cock as Karl kissed her. Karl pinched her nipples harder hoping the pain would distract her even more. Robert pulled back completely and Linda felt awkwardly empty. He spit on her asshole and on his cock and then inserted it back in feeding her a couple more inches of his thick meat. Although Linda felt some discomfort, she was beginning to enjoy the feeling of the double penetration. Sgt. Miller kept making sweet love to her mouth kissing her passionately as he lightly pistoned in and out of her sweet hole while massaging her tits and pinching her nipples to distract her. Robert took it slow and soon Linda had two thick cocks up her nasty holes and she broke the kiss as she came loud and hard creaming all over Sgt. Miller's dick. She felt so full, so used, so cheap and yet so fucking happy. Robert and Karl let her enjoy her explosion before engaging in a rhythmic fuck, Robert pushing in as Linda rose up from Karl's cock. Linda was crazy with lust yelling obscenities, "Fuck me you bastards. Give me your cocks.... oh fuck yes, fuck my cunt and ass!! Give me mooooooore!! Oh fuck yes!! Use me! Use my mommy hole, cum deep in me... knock me up you crazy fuckers!!!" Robert and Karl fucked her harder and soon Linda's encouragement had them both on the brink. Karl shot first pumping his potent seed up Linda's fertile fuckhole for the second time in less than an hour as she came once more, clenching her sexy asshole. Robert slammed hard into her as he coated her bowels with his cream. He pumped a couple more times before pulling out causing his man milk to leak out of her ass.She was spent as she lay on Sgt. Miller nodding off. Karl let her rest as he caressed her hair and face while running his other hand down to her ass caressing it lightly. Robert sat back letting Linda rest up. After a while he stopped the camera and went over to Linda. He and Karl looked at each other and smiled. They were both sexually satisfied and it was safe to say Linda was too. Robert ran his hand up and down Linda's back causing her to stir. She lazily opened her eyes and looked at Robert who stood there with his flaccid member swinging between his legs. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Hey, Baby, looks like you got screwed royally." She nodded and smiled still in a stupor. She reached out and grabbed Robert's cock, massaging it at the same time bringing him closer to her. He was surprised she was going to take him in her mouth being he'd just been up her ass, but she didn't seem to care. She stuck her tongue out in anticipation. He went along for the ride.Karl looked down as Linda licked the crown on Robert's cock and thought, 'this bitch is really nasty.' The thought turned him on and soon Linda was bopping up and down on Robert's dick, moaning as the whole nasty idea turned her on terribly. Robert moved her off Sgt. Miller pulling her down to her knees. She licked his pole as if she were licking an ice cream cone looking up at Robert with a shit-eating smile on her face. The idea of having turned a sweet, innocent, loyal housewife into a cheap, dirty skank made him feel so powerful and masculine. He was beaming.Karl announced he was going upstairs to take a shower and Robert told him where to find the master bedroom and soon Karl was off and the shower was running. Robert decided it was time to take the party upstairs and give this loving wife a good romp on her bed. He figured Karl would be up to it so he pulled her off his dick and helped her up telling her they would continue upstairs. She readily agreed relishing in the thought that Robert would again take her in her marital bed. The idea stirred deep-seeded, dark emotions.Karl was toweling off and exiting the bathroom as they reached the bedroom and Robert instructed Linda to open up the window shades. She looked confused but didn't refuse although she was a bit hesitant being all three were naked and the neighbors directly behind them could clearly see into the bedroom. As she was almost done opening the last shade Robert came up behind her and hugged her midsection with his left hand bringing his right arm above her right shoulder taking her face in his hand and turning her so she could kiss him. They were both directly in front of the unobstructed window. Linda didn't know the neighbors behind her but just the fact that she could be seen scared her yet excited her terribly. Robert brought his left hand up to her tits and started massaging them and pulling on her erect nipples all the while kissing her passionately and gyrating his hips drilling his cock into her ass crack. This was all part of his plan to push her to the limit, to see how far she would go and expose her as much as he could. It was clear to him she would stop at nothing.He turned her around without breaking the passionate kiss as his hands roamed her ass and back. He waved Karl over and soon Linda was sandwiched between two hunky and handsome men. Karl was kissing her neck as Robert continued his assault on her sensuous mouth all the while both men caressed her all over. This hot action lasted for quite a while before Robert instructed her to assume the position facing out and plaster her tits against the window. She did as was instructed and she detected activity in the other houses although at that very moment she didn't care. Karl decided to watch the action from the bed. He lay down and started stroking his cock and massaging his balls. Over by the window, Robert sunk to his knees behind Linda and parted her ass cheeks wide diving in to her ass, giving her the rimming of a lifetime. She just about lost it. She kept her position with her tits plastered against the window as Robert licked, tickled and nibbled in and around her asshole. In the distance she saw a young neighbor watering his backyard and soon she had his attention. He was glued to the action. He knew Linda was being pleasured. She didn't care; in fact, it excited her to know this total stranger was fixated on her."He's looooking at meee," she moaned in a huff. Robert heard her but didn't mind her. Karl got up from the bed and stood behind Robert and Linda."Oh, I see you have an admirer. Young guy, maybe in his 20s... why you hot MILF!! You enjoy showing off your goods to young men, don't you?" She whimpered a weak, "yes". Karl then instructed Linda to play with her tits... to pinch and pull on her erect nipples. She did as was instructed. She was then told to make eye contact with the neighbor and seduce him with her mouth. She followed directions running her tongue along her top lip, blowing him kisses. The neighbor, a young college student, was now waving at her. She waved back.Robert decided it was time for some hotter action so he got up, stood to Linda's right then brought her mouth down on his cock by her hair, making eye contact with the young neighbor and giving him a thumb's up. Karl positioned himself behind Linda and inserted his cock in her wet cunt. The neighbor was now seeing Linda enjoying two cocks.Karl pumped Linda a few times before pulling out and aiming his cock at her asshole. It was his turn to enjoy her brown charm. He parted her cheeks and his cockhead went in easily. She moaned. Robert was using her hair to bob her head up and down on his cock. Karl pulled out and reinserted his cock this time feeding her a few more inches. This set Linda on fire. She wondered why she'd waited so long to experiment and enjoy a cock up her ass. This was pure heaven. She pushed back feeding herself the rest of Karl's cock. He moaned as his cock slipped in her tight hole, fitting him like a glove.Soon Karl was humping her ass for all it was worth. She liked it hard and rough and he was willing to give it to her. The neighbor was soon forgotten and the action was moved to the bed. The rest of the afternoon was spent pleasuring Linda on her marital bed. Linda asked them to pull out and spray their cum all over the bed sheets and pillow case for her husband to unknowingly enjoy. Robert and Karl took pleasure in accommodating her request.After Robert and Karl left Linda removed the pillowcase from her husband Tony's pillow and wiped her well-fucked pussy clean. That night as Tony lay down from a hard day's work he smelled a funky odor and although familiar he couldn't quite place a finger on it. His naked wife lay next to him but he was too tired to think of sex. Things at the office were pretty hectic. He needed his rest. Sex would have to wait... for him at least because his naked wife's used cunt and ass were full of cum.To be continued? |
daddysbaby1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/daddysbaby1.txt | Chapter 1: The BeginningAs I sit here and struggle to put into words what has happened I think back on it and reflect upon my own feelings. Up until recently I was normal, or at least what I had considered to be normal. Married, a good job, and a lovely baby girl. All of that changed recently though. I am putting this down not so much as a confession of sorts, though I do not think confession is needed here, but also as a reminder to myself of what happened and a testament to the world to what can be. You see, I love my daughter. Oh I know you say all daddies love their little girls, but that's not what I mean. I love my baby girl, my little daughter, my 12 year old, in a very different way. A very special way, which the world says is wrong. Of course to be perfectly honest, up until things began I would have said it was wrong too, but now not only do I not think it is wrong, I think it is more right than anything in the world. So this is my story of how it all began.Megan was a beautiful, vibrant, sure little girl. At eleven she was the perfect vision of childhood. Just looking at her one could easily be lost in memories of their won childhood; one lost in sunny summer days, playing games with friends until the sun was ready to slip behind the trees and darkness falls. In short she was perfectly innocent. This was how I had always seen my daughter, the pristine vision of youth and my baby girl. I knew that if anyone ever laid a finger on her I would hurt them more severely than they could have ever imagined. That's what daddies do; they protect their little girls. And that's exactly how I saw here when I came home from work on that fateful Tuesday afternoon. My wife was out of town on business, as she often was these last 2 years, and Megan was playing outside with her friends. We lived in a quiet suburban town so I had no qualms with her being home all day while I worked. The neighbors kept a close eye on everything, and she was more than capable of looking after herself. As I got out of the car she came running over to give me a hug and tell me hi. I picked her up and hugged her close and told her to finish up and come inside and we would order a pizza for dinner. She ran off to tell her friends goodnight and I headed in. By the time I had finished making myself a drink she was coming back inside, bouncing and skipping lively through the house to find me.We settled in. ordered pizza, I had a couple of Martini's, and watched TV. In short it was a normal night like any other. About 8:30 I told Megan she needed to go take a bath, to which she protested, as most kids do. "But you've been outside playing all day and you stink," I laughed at her."Alright, alright, alright daddy. I don't want to offend your big old nose," she replied laughingly,Megan head off to the bath upstairs and I made myself a third Martini. About 15 minutes later I could smell the unmistakable smell of my wife's bath salts wafting through the house. Chuckling to myself I couldn't help but thinking of Megan sitting in the big tub with the rose smelling bath salts so that she'd smell nice. I made my way upstairs and into my bedroom; sure enough I could see the lights on in the master bath and hear the sounds of Megan splashing around in the tub. She really enjoyed using the big garden tub, and we had never discouraged her from doing so, but for only the briefest moment I thought I should tell Sharon, my wife, to have a talk with Megan about decency. I mean after all, she was 11, and wasn't that the age girls started needing a little more privacy? Shrugging to myself I plopped down on the bed and turned on the TV.The more I heard her splash around, and the more I smelled the scent of my wife's bath salts the more my mind began to wander. I could almost imagine Sharon in the bath, relaxing, lounging, making herself smell all sexy and alluring, but the other part of my brain kept reminding me that it wasn't my wife but my daughter in the bath. Still, I argued to myself, Sharon has been gone 2 weeks and has another week before she gets home and a little fantasy isn't hurting anything. But, my mind retorted, you can wait until Megan is out and safely in bed. I couldn't argue with my own logic, and besides the fact that no sex in 2 weeks was starting to wear thin on me, and even a little fantasy might have me tenting my pants. Megan definitely did not need to come into the bedroom and find her daddy with his pecker tenting out his pants. I may not know much about when girls start wondering about sex, I told myself, but I do know and eleven year old doesn't need to find her daddy like that.A few minutes past as I regained my composure and I heard the bath water being let out. With a heavy sigh, and feeling more than a little buzzed from the gin, I propped myself up on the bed and flicked on the news. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Megan in the bathroom drying herself off and getting ready for bed. I watched in the mirror as she dried her sandy blonde hair with the towel and I could see little droplets of water covering the rest of her body. I had of course seen her many times getting out of the bath, but for some reason tonight she looked more grown up. I watched and found myself looking at her body, not just looking at her. The alarms went off in my brain when I realized I was looking at my daughter, not as my daughter, but as something else. I quickly turned away from the view of her lithe little body and back to the news, scolding myself for even remotely thinking like that.I couldn't tell you how long I laid there pretending to watch the news and running through what happened n my mind. All I do know is that eventually Megan came out of the bath, dressed in a cotton little girl nightie and kissed me goodnight on the cheek. I gave her a quick hug and off to bed she went while I sat there with my troubled thoughts. I definitely had to talk to Sharon about Megan using the big bath while I was around; or at least to mention to her to close the door so no one can see her. That would take care of it I told myself, just let Sharon handle it when she gets home next week. Nodding and smiling to myself I pulled myself out of bed and went off to take a shower of my own.The bathroom was still filled with the smell of Megan's bath, and reminded me almost instantly of the fantasy I had had earlier. The shower was warm and my thoughts began to wander. Spurred on by the scents of the room, the warm water flowing over me, and the buzz form the drinks I had had my mind began to spin some interesting thoughts. Without realizing it I had begun to stroke my hardening cock. I don't know how it happened, maybe it was the booze, but somehow the vision in my mind morphed that of my wife standing in the door watching me lustfully to that of Mega. Suddenly I realized I was standing there, hard cock in had, thinking of my eleven year old standing in the doorway watching me stroke myself. My god, what is happening to me? I can't be thinking like this, but I couldn't help myself, I just continued to stroke myself faster and harder thinking about her young body as I had seen it when she got out of the bath. Suddenly I was cumming all over the wall of the shower thinking about Megan, Sharon all but forgotten, I was cumming to the thought of my little girl. I must be insane I told myself. An hour later I was still staring at the TV not watching it, and trying to make sense of what had happened. I couldn't think that way about my little girl, but I had to admit to myself the orgasm I had had thinking about her was very' very powerful. I couldn't get the picture of her out of my mind. I knew it was so very wrong, but I couldn't stop myself. I'll just go do the nightly daddy thing and kiss her goodnight and make sure she is tucked in, that'll get the thoughts out of my head, I told myself. I made my way to her room to tuck her in and say goodnight while composing myself and telling myself she was my daughter. I had convinced myself it was a momentary fluke brought on by to much alcohol and to little sex by the time I got to her room, but boy was I wrong as I found out when I peeked through her partially open door.Megan was lying on the bed, sheets and blanket pushed down and her nightie tossed on the floor. She was laying there completely nude and exposed to me. Her body wriggling around as her fingers moved between her thighs. She had both hands between her legs, thereby hiding her most private part from my view, but I could see the whole rest of her body and I knew instantly what she was doing. I knew I should just turn around and walk away, but I couldn't. I was transfixed by the sight before me. At that moment she wasn't my daughter anymore, but a young object of love and lust. I couldn't have torn myself away from the view if the house were on fire around me. I knew it was oh so wrong, but I also knew I had to see more of her, I had to touch her, I had to taste her. I walked quietly into the room so as not to disturb her, but given her state of arousal I don't think she would have heard a marching bad had it come through her room. I didn't know how long she had been masturbating, but she seemed to be very frustrated by what I could only assume was her inability to finish the job. The only thing that snapped her out of the spell was when I walked over and touched her cheek lightly with my hand. Which of course caused her to instantly jump about 15 feet in the air and immediately grab for the covers to hide herself from view."It's ok Megan. Don't be frightened. I didn't mean to startle you," I assured her trying to calm her down. "Oh Daddy, I'm sorry," she cried, "I couldn't help it. I know it's bad, but I just couldn't help myself. Please don't be mad daddy.""Baby," I began, "it's ok. I'm not mad, and what you were doing was not a bad thing. I promise. All girls play with themselves. It's perfectly natural.""But, but, but" she argued between sobs, "but I was so bad daddy.""Baby girl, listen to me. What you were doing was not bad. I don't know who told you it was bad, but it's not. It's a perfectly natural normal thing to do.""No daddy," she wailed, "I know that is ok. I was bad earlier."Worried now I began to wonder what she was talking about. Had she let someone do something to her. The father in me began to take over again. All the lustful thoughts were washed out of my mind as I was getting ready to go for anyone that did something bad to my baby girl. "What do you mean you were bad earlier baby? It's ok, you can tell me. I won't be mad at you.""I-I-I," she sobbed, "watched you in the shower."Oh my god, I thought to myself. That's how the fantasy morphed. I must have caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye and my mind began to spin the fantasy form there. What have I done? I let my baby girl see me jacking off. Thankfully she had no way knowing that I had been thinking about her watching me. If she had known that I would have had to go jump off a cliff or something. I had let myself get so caught up in the moment that I didn't think to make sure she couldn't see. I was a very bad father."Hunny, I'm sorry I didn't shut the door. It's my fault not yours. I should have been more careful doing that. But remember that it's not a bad thing. It's just not right for me to do it where you could see." I began, and then it hit me. She had watched me jacking off and then come back in here and tried to masturbate herself. The father protector in me began to melt away again much to my dismay. "No daddy, it wasn't bad." Her crying was beginning to subside now. "I-I, well," she stammered, "I really liked it.""What?" I whispered, trying to keep the thought in my head but doing a poor job."I liked watching you do that. I didn't know what you were doing, but I really liked watching it." Her eyes now took on a slight twinkle, which began to melt the rest of my determination to get out of there."You did?" I quizzed. "Why?""Well, it sorta made me feel all funny and tingly," she paused, "you know, down there."Well that did it. All resistance was gone. I was over the precipice now and all thoughts of what I was about to do being wrong were gone. "It did? Watching your daddy made your little cunny feel all tingly?""What do you mean daddy?" she queried. "What's a cunny?""Your tootle baby girl. That's a more grown up name for it. Most people call it a pussy or a cunt, but that refers more to a grown woman's privates. For someone like you, cunny seems to fit more appropriately. But it's a naughty word so don't use it around anyone but me""Oh ok. Yeah, it made my c-c-cunny," she stammered on the new dirty word, "feel all funny and tingly. I just had to come back in here and touch it.""Oh baby, that's ok. If your cunny feels all tingly you can touch it and make it feel better. If you do it right you will feel really good," I prompted."How's that daddy? When I touch it I feel good, but then I get this feeling like I gotta pee and have to stop."""Just keep doing it when you feel like that and you'll see. Believe me, you won't pee. Well you shouldn't, although some women do." I explained."I was trying to keep going when you came in. The feeling is so nice daddy, but you surprised me. I thought you had seen me watching you and were going to punish me.""No baby. Even if I had seen you watching me I wouldn't punish you for it. I promise.""Really. And you're not mad because I saw you?" Her eyes lit up and an impish smile crossed her lips."Really baby girl. Would you like to continue what you were doing when I came in?" I was walking a very thin line here, but I just had to see her."I guess. I've never done it with someone watching me before.""Well just pretend I'm not here baby girl. Just lay back and start again. You shouldn't go to bed with your cunny all tingly like that." I smiled to myself. I was about to watch my little girl diddle herself in front of me and I couldn't wait. I was already as hard as a rock in my shorts just thinking about it."Ummmm ok daddy. I'll try"With that she laid back on her pillow, and slowly let her hands begin to move down her body, pushing the covers down as she went. Transfixed I watched as she slowly uncovered her small body. I nearly came in my shorts when her little breasts came into view. To be honest they really couldn't be called breasts at this point. They were almost non-existent. Her tiny little nipples had only just begun to puff out and small walnut cones of flesh protruded behind them. The sight of them was so erotic and it was so taboo for a father to be looking at them in such a way, but I had to fight with every fiber of my being not to just reach down and suck one into my mouth.As she pushed the sheets further down I found myself leaning forward in anticipation. I just had to see her. I just had to see what her little cunny looked like. I couldn't help myself; I was in total lust at that moment. With my eyes glued to her the sheets slid past her flat little girl tummy, just loosing it's baby fat, and slid down to her hips. I was licking my lips when it finally came into view. Oh my god it was so lovely. Her little girl cunny was sitting there for my eyes to behold. Only a tiny little slit with a slight puff to the outer lips. It looked so much different that a woman's and smelled heavenly. If I had touched myself right then I would have burst and sent cum flying everywhere. I was in heaven looking at her little body. Her fingers began to wiggle across her whole slit, she obviously hadn't learned to concentrate on her clitty just yet. I made a mental not to myself to show her how to do it right another time. Within a minute she was writhing around in apparent ecstasy, but unable to bring herself to conclusion. I had made a promise to myself I would only look and give myself a mental picture with which to jerk off to later, but I knew now I couldn't keep it. She flinched and her eyes flew open when my finger touched the most sensitive area of her little body. "Shhhhhhhh baby. Let daddy help you feel really good baby girl. Just lay back and enjoy it.""But daddy, you and mommy told me to never let anyone touch me there." She was a bit worried, but I was to far gone to care."It's ok baby. It'll be our secret. I just want to show you how to make yourself feel really good," I replied as I began to strum on her clit and smell her intoxicating scent."Ohhh ohhhh ohhhhh daddy. That feels so good. Please don't stop. The, the, the, the, "she panted" feeling like I have to pee is coming very fast. Stop daddy. I don't want to pee on you." She pleaded."Just hold on baby girl. You won't" I replied with a grin as I worked her clit faster and harder. I knew it would only be moments before she had her first orgasm. I toyed with the idea only a second and she jumped when she felt me lean down and run my tongue along her slit pausing to flick at her clit. I could feel her trying to resist the new feeling of me licking her but now she was to far gone and with a loud screech she came all over my face. Her legs clamped down around my head and whole body seemed to be gripped in the throws of her first orgasm. I continued my oral assault on my daughter's young slit while she continued to orgasm around my face. I finally had to stop and disengage when my air ran out."Did you enjoy that baby girl?' I asked her softly as she began to come down."Oh god yes daddy. That was wonderful. I have never felt anything like it. " She replied softly"I'm glad baby girl. That was your first cum.""Oh daddy it felt so good when you put your tongue in me. I would have never guessed it would feel so good to have someone lick me there." Recovering more."I love doing that baby girl. It's called oral sex. And it can be very fun for everyone involved.""But isn't it icky? I mean pee comes from there.""No, not at all. In fact I have to say that was the best cunny I have ever tasted in my life. You are so sweet and yummy. It must be because you are so young, but it was delicious."She blushed hard at this and reached to cover herself up again."No baby girl. Please don't cover your pretty body up. Please let daddy look at it for just a little bit longer.""But why daddy?" She asked quizzically"Because daddy likes to look at your little cunny baby girl. And daddy wants to remember it so I can make myself feel really good later." "C-ca-can I see?" She asked lustfully."You've already seen baby girl, and besides, I have already done way to much." I replied regaining some control of myself. "If anyone ever found out about what we just did I would get into a lot of trouble.""I promise I won't tell anyone. Please let me watch you do it again. I could only see it partly through the stream and the glass of the shower," she pleaded."I really shouldn't" I began, but my resolve already slipping away. Besides, I told myself, it can't be any worse than what you already did,.I stood up to take my shorts off, which Megan thought was me leaving."Please daddy. I promise I'll be a very good girl and not tell anyone, not ever.""Ok baby girl. I'll let you watch." With that I lowered my shorts and let my throbbing cock spring free. "Wow daddy! It's so big! Just looking at it makes me all tingly again."Laughing I replied, "It's not that big pumpkin."With that I laid on the bed next to her and began to slowly stroke myself so she could see. Looking over at her and seeing that she was enthralled by the action I leaned my head back and began to work to a massive orgasm that I knew would be coming in mere moments. Imagine my surprise when I felt her small hand wrap around my cock just below my own. Well at this point I was on the verge of coming and though I had said I wouldn't do this, you guessed it, I let her. "Oh baby, that feels so good. Slide your hand up and down like I was." I moaned taking my hand away and letting my baby girl tentatively jack me off. "Yes baby. Keep doing that and I'll be cumming in a second. Please baby girl. Make your daddy cum and shoot his white stuff out." I felt her falter not understanding my meaning. "When I feel really good white stuff will come out of my cock. It's not pee, it's just my cum baby girl." I panted. I knew I couldn't hold out any longer, I could feel the orgasm building in my balls and my cum starting to rocket it's way up my cock as my daughter jacked me off. Just as my orgasm was beginning, when I had no control over myself and not even able to talk Megan choose the exact wrong moment and I felt her mouth close around the head of my cock. It was so hot and wet and wrong, but I couldn't get a warning out before the first big blast of cum fired into her mouth. I heard her choke and pull her mouth off as more shots fired out of me covering her face, neck and chest in white ropey cum. She was so startled by it all that she didn't have the sense to stop working on my cock as my cum splattered onto her. Once I began to regain some composure I took her hand in mine and pulled myself free of her grip."I'm sorry baby girl. I would have warned you but I didn't think you would put your mouth there. Are you ok?" I asked looking into her startled eyes and taking in the scene of my spunk covering her face and chest.After a few seconds when I could see her contemplating a response she piped up, "that was cool daddy. I mean I almost gagged when it started coming out, but it was so cool. And it tastes so interesting." With that she reached down and ran her fingers through a rope of cum on her chest and scooped some into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm, and it feels so slick and sticky too."I was flabbergasted. What had I done? Not only had I crossed the lines of normality but also here I was getting turned on again by the sight of my daughter's face covered in my man cream and scooping it into her mouth."Can we do it again daddy?""Not tonight baby girl. I think we have done more than enough for one night. Just remember you cannot tell anyone about it.""I won't daddy. I promised.""Ok baby. Well go take a quick shower and get cleaned up. We both need to get some sleep.""Ok daddy. Thank you. Sleep tight daddy. I love you." She chimed as I headed off to bed and fall fast asleep before my brain could make any sense of what had happened tonight. But I knew even as I headed to bed that I would never look at my baby girl the same way again. I also knew that we would do it again. Very soon in fact.To be continued?*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 45 |
imarried.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/imarried.txt | I do not know where to begin this difficult account really - I'm still in a kind of daze. I cannot believe that it is possible, never mind that it has really happening to me of all people. If this were a movie plot, I would judge the film to be far fetched; a 'Miss Saigon' - only more bizarre as I am the unlikely protagonist of this story. A tale of tremendous love, battling against huge odds and tragedy so strange that fiction cannot even begin to shadow. Moreover, as I am writing these first words on my plane between Bangkok and London to help me organise my thoughts, I am still embarked upon the journey through this stormy adventure, awaiting with fear and anticipation the uncertainty that stalk me in the next chapter.Let me start with the naked truth, however shocking it may appear to the reader. I met a beautiful Thai prostitute and we both fell helplessly in love at first sight. There it is. I have said it plainly. I have confided in you my most painful truth and now you know something that is priceless to me. I have shared with you this darkest of secrets for which I am both tremendously grateful and shamefully guilty. It is a love that we both know to be totally impossible, yet it is there. It is a passion that is transcending the sheer fabric of reality, creating dignity, self-sacrifice, and suffering. I can only hope you will find the kindness not to think to harshly of either of us for what we are doing. Perchance you may even find it in your heart to forgive us for this impossible passion that is struggling against a grim, ugly and terrible reality. I have no excuses to give but love itself, even if like Dante's Beatrice the price may be damnation.My life flashes by. My parent's divorce, my mother struggling to make ends meet, being uprooted, a different land, language and culture. I married a foreign girl in college fourteen years ago and sired three wonderful children. Recently I have had domestic and professional problems and y wife went into a depression and refused to perform her marital duties for months on end, putting me under tremendous stress. Having lived through the failed marriage of my parents I have always been determined to make my marriage succeed, whatever the cost. As a result, I have always gone out of my way to avoid any situation that could lead me into temptation. But without realising it, the result of many months of emotional starvation for affection and physical love had left me vulnerable. I travel all the time professionally and half the live most my life in virtual time zones. The travel weighs down on me and I suffer from the separation from my family. So when I left for Bangkok on a business trip last week, I found the loneliness particularly oppressing. Arriving in the sex capital of the world I shamefully admit that I succumbed to the physical relief I had been starved of. One of the things that made the ladies so appealing to me was that a man didn't have to worry about being rejected or turned away by one of them. If a man wanted something a little different, all he had to do was ask for it. I also find that the way most of them dress is a real turn-on. Little did I imagine the consequences. There I was awaiting in my hotel room the arrival of a paid escort, the arrangements having been made over the phone. I remember sitting there nervous, unsure, questioning and regretting what I was doing. I have always found myself drawn to Chinese culture and in particular to the sheer beauty of their women. I love the melodic sound of the spoken mandarin, which caresses the ear, as well as the visual pleasure of Chinese writing. I simply adore Chinese food and admire the little I have seen and visited in Beijing and China. But most of all I have always admired the beauty of Southeast Asian women. In my mind, Southeast Asian women are by far the most attractive. Even my wife would agree. I find that their shape, gentle femininity, warm smiles and mild manners as appealing as their features. Already when I visited Beijing last year I was shocked by how attractive the Chinese girls could be so when I flew to Thailand this may also have contributed to my calling an escort. I know I'm married and shouldn't have but even though my wife is recovering, I can honestly say that having sex once every six months does not satisfy me. The door buzzes and I open a new chapter in my life. A beautiful young girl walks in dressed in her tight fitting top and miniskirt. I catch my breath. I am struck by her oriental beauty for she is a stunning model. She is like a Chinese doll. She is so hot and dressed to kill in her short skirt with slits up both sides and a low clinging tight top. My dick is so hard. We start talking and she sees I am uncomfortable and she is sweet to me. I am suddenly shy and embarrassed and this makes her uncomfortable. She laughs nervously and we talk. The whore stroked my cock through my pants while they both talked. I ask her what she wants me to do and with hindsight this is a pivotal moment. She answers, "Treat me as if you were my boyfriend."These words strike my subconscious in like a .45 magnum bullet although I do not realise this until several days after. Imagine! Here is the most beautiful and desirable girl I have ever seen asking me to treat her not like a prostitute, but like a woman. Maybe this was the language barrier, maybe not. Whatever she meant I suddenly was astonished to find myself behaving very differently, treating her gently, with emotion, and the more I did so the more she responded to me! Instead of sex, we made love and our lovemaking was passionate and terrifying. I fully invested myself and so did she and the two of us were simply blown away. I know neither of us should have but we did. Little could either of us have imagined or ever experienced anything remotely like this.She pushed me back against the bed, undid my pants, and pulled them down. She unbuttoned her top and exposed her tits. Then she pulled up her miniskirt to show the tops of her stockings and smooth legs. The bitch stroked and fingered her wet pussy. She wore no panties. I became even more erect and she said, "You make baby with big cock yet?" She dropped between my legs and sucked me until I was even harder. Then she slipped and condom on to me and climbed into the bed covers with me.Unexpectedly, I stroked her cute face, immortalizing it in my memory and kissed her gently sending shivers down her body. My hands gently caressed her breasts and I began to kiss her all over. She moaned as I kissed her belly, her shaved pussy and rubbed her clit. I felt her hips move of their own will, swaying and thrusting with pleasure against my finger as I rubbed and slowly penetrated her. She closed her eyes and moaned. I slid on top of her and began to make love to her slowly, making sure to give her maximum pleasure and move to her rhythm. Soon she was thrusting her mound up to meet me at every stroke, fucking me back as hard as I was fucking her. Her eyes were closed and she was obviously in a total state of abandonment. She bit her lips and began to groan, clinging on to me desperately.I was running his tongue all over her face licking at her cheeks, lips and ears as I kept grinding into her pelvis. She moaned and groaned and I grunted and rutted like a primitive animal as I just kept burying my tool into her womb. It was marvelous, we both were covered with each other's sweat, intertwined in a hot sexual heat beyond belief. I began to kiss her passionately, open-mouthed. Our tongues locked inside each other's mouth as we frantically fucked each other.I knew a violent orgasm was building within her loins. I started to pull it out but she fought to keep me in by wrapping her legs around me. She was trembling and breathing in short gasps. After a moment, I felt her shudder inside and she let out a little groan as she climaxed. I felt her juices flowing onto my leg from her throbbing pussy. I let go of my control and came quickly. She looked at me with surprise then closed her eyes, still clinging on to me. We lay there silently for a long while, just holding each other."Oh dear," I said. "I think I like you." I admitted to her that that I found her very nice. She was silent."What are you thinking?" I asked."Nothing," she said."Tell me," I insisted."No," Sse replied."Please?" I asked."I think you too very handsome." She said.It was probably at that moment that I fell in love with her. I the married customer, she the 21 year old prostitute from Thailand. What an impossible match! We come from two worlds completely apart. She lives in Bangkok, I in New York. She is Thai, I a white westerner. She is twenty, I forty. She is attractive, I unattractive -at least my scornful wife always says. She sells her body to pay for her studies and therefore cannot form a relationship. I am married and want to stay so. Yet I today I find myself so much in love with her that I am risking literally everything, happiness, family, reputation, career and my very life.I realise she loves me although she doesn't understand this fully yet, age and experience helping here. I am horrified to realise that I reciprocate those feelings. I have no control over my swelling emotions, but my brain analyses and understands the slightest nuance of what is happening. I tell her I want to be her boyfriend (can you believe it! What am I doing!) and she is quiet then replies that she would like that very much. I am stunned. It is impossible. At that time they were words and she did not really understand the level of her own commitment.I tell her I want to see her again and she agrees to see me the next day. This is no longer a business transaction but a relationship. She does not want my money and when I try to pay for things gets annoyed. She wants to look after me! What a reversal. I saw her the next day with her best friend. I take them both out to a great local Thai restaurant that she had recommended. We hold hands, kiss and talk as lovers. When she decided to pop down stairs to buy me cakes she warns her friend not to try to take me away from her. She is possessive of me.**That evening we spent the night together at the hotel even though she had to go back to college early in the morning. Our lovemaking was so passionate and fulfilling. When I came into the room, she jumped into my arms and pulled me onto the bed kissing me all over my face with unbridled passion and desire. Without a word, Jasinee hiked her skirt over her hips. She raised a leg over my lap and swung around so she faced me, straddling my massive prick. She reached down and grabbed it, guiding the head until it rested against the inviting lips of her cunt. Looking into his eyes, she slowly began to lower herself, feeling the bulbous head gradually pushing inside of her. I placed my hands on her tanned hips and began to pull her down onto my rock hard pole. Two, three then four inches slid easily into her. I continued until I had pushed deeply in and filled her hungry hole to bursting. With an inch remaining, I placed my hands on her shoulders and forced her down. The last of my cock slid into her until she was resting on my balls, the bristle of her shaved pubis hair meshing with mine like Velcro. She spread her arms and used each one to grab the headboard and hold on. Then she began to ride the stiff cock, slowly rising up and then settling back down. I looked at her cunt. It was beautiful, the best-looking pussy I had ever seen. I couldn't believe my luck of having sex with this young girl. I enjoyed the visual sight of her breasts bouncing up and down as she rode me. Soon, she was humping me like the street prostitute that she was and the sound of our flesh slapping together could be heard in the room next door. As I felt her grinding down her hips as her climax approached, I tensed. The realisation that I was about to cum inside of her didn't register until I slammed her down on my cock and held her there. She felt the hot spurting deep inside of her womb as my seed pumped from my balls and into the rubber sheath in her infertile uterus. After, she clung to me the whole night as we lay there naked in the dark. She had never slept naked in her life.What I did not realise is that she was lying there thinking about the situation and she had decided that our relationship was doomed and impossible because I was married. Her rational side was winning and her heart was helping because by now she was truly in love with me and did not want to harm me in anyway. I found this out two days later. So when she promised to see me the next day, she made excuses then switched off her phone, resolved to break off the relationship. The agony was terrible yet I cannot blame her as no good can come of it. I suffered terribly and called my mother and confide in her.**The next day I phoned her and I convinced her to drop by and see me and have a conversation and talk things through. She puts it off as much as possible but finally comes to see me the last minute before she has to go to work. I am so relieved to have this opportunity to talk to her. I am also pleased that I can give her back all her things she has left with me. I felt guilty as I had her toiletry, perfume and adapter.She starts by telling me it is best that we break it off. I agree that it is an impossible relationship and go through the barriers but I tell her I still love her."How can you love me, you are married?" She urges.I tell her I love both my children equally. She is not convinced. "How can you love me? You know what I do?" She says."I love you because you are beautiful inside." I reply. She nearly collapses, tears of agony in her eyes and hugs me desperately."Also I know that if I don't, no one will as you cannot have a normal relationship."She is silent. She has her life - school and "work". I do not fit into a neat compartment. When her father had left, her mother poverty stricken had struck and agreement with a local pimp. She had sent her two daughters away to the city with a friend to be slowly initiated into a life of prostitution. She had been forced to trade her beauty and physical favors for money to pay for her studies and keep her mother and little brother. They had taken her in and taught her to walk, talk and dress like a hooker and turn men's cocks hard. She had seen way the girls looked in the bars where tourists hang out. They had instructed her that she was to look as much like those girls as possible. The girls that hang out there were hookers and had to show off what they have to offer. So she began to dress and act like many of the sexy and attractive girls working the bars and hotels. Jasinee (who went by the street name of May) wore bright red lipstick and eye make-up. Her clothes consisted of a tight sleeveless and shoulder less tightly clinging bright cheap tops and tight miniskirts that stopped halfway down her thigh and revealed her panties when she sat down or stood up. With her beautiful figure and looks she instantly attracted male attention. It hadn't been too difficult and before she knew it she was hooked. When she agreed to go with a man for money, she told me that she figured he owned her for a period of time. She was not allowed to refuse any advances or suggestions and she had to do anything and everything the customer wants. She told me that she had learned more than a few new tricks from them. She had quickly befriended another girl there, a young prostitute. She seemed very happy and in need of nothing. Jasinee was very impressed by her and even if she was only slightly older, she appeared a reassuring role model to be admired and imitated. On seemed to enjoy her life and even if she came from a poor family she always seemed to have everything she needed.When Jasinee asked her one day how she managed to buy all those clothes and always have money, On admitted that she worked three times a week as a prostitute to earn extra cash. That was why her English and Japanese was good she explained. She needed that with customers. Jasinee was shocked at first when On went on to describe exactly what she did."I could never do that with a stranger! I'm not that desperate!" declared Jasinee.Early on like most Thai girls, she had been taught sex is good and a woman must please a man. She had soon found that she really enjoyed sex."You have had boyfriends, right?" retorted On."Yes..." She answered cautiously."And you had sex with them right? And enjoyed it?""Yes, of course.""Well this is not much different. Except you are being paid to do something you enjoy." She said triumphantly. Jasinee shook her head, unconvinced, "No, I would be forced to do it with people I don't like and all the risks... I don't know," she said shaking her head."You would pick your customers if you freelance like me. The agency sends you to the hotels then go back to their rooms if you like them. Easy for such a pretty girl like you. And use condoms of course. Some nights I make as much as $500 dollars. It's easy money.""Wow!" Gasped Jasinee thinking of all the things she could buy with that. It seemed like a fortune to her.She felt herself tempted by the idea. She needed the money so bad. Already her mind was racing through it. Well, she already had a short dress open cut in the back and some high heels. She even had some left over condoms from her last boyfriend. She could be in business really easily. She felt a thrill of excitement thinking of picking up a stranger and fucking him inside his hotel room. Her pussy was all wet at the thought. On seemed to be doing ok and she even had a boyfriend who seemed to love her. She felt a shiver of fear. She would never have the courage to go through with it. This was different from watching a well built man and exchanging lewd comments with her friends. But then the rewards were so appealing. On insisted, answering her concerns. "Do not worry, she said, I will look after you and arrange everything. I will be there to make sure it is pleasurable and anyway you can always turn it down if you want"On suggested she come along with her next day just see. If she didn't want to do anything that was all right too. Anyway it would be fun and arousing. She needed it to pay her family and her Uncle was becoming steadily more pressing so Jasinee let herself be convinced. Her friend On had been with her that first time. She had given her a few stiff drinks to try and calm her down. She too was working and was dressed in a similar fashion with a mini skirt and sleeveless top. The two girls had sat at the bar with middle-aged men drinking and watching them at the bar. It wasn't long before two guys sat down either side of them and began the usual lines. As they spoke, they touched the girls and rubbed Jasinee's thigh. The guy had offered her one hundred dollars and she was given permission to take him round the back. When they were alone, the man had grabbed her and pushed her down on the couch and started kissing her while he slowly slipped a hand under her dress. She had struggled for a few minutes and then her body began to respond as her dress rose higher and higher. Parting her panties to reveal her dark pussy hair, the guy ran his finger up and down her slit until she was squirming on the couch. Suddenly, he stood up and dropped his pants to the floor. His rigid cock was straining to escape from his shorts as he climbed between her legs and began to dry hump her. He started to unbutton her blouse and finally her sheer bra was on display too. Her nipples were begging for attention and the guy lay fully on her so he could take one into his mouth. He humped and sucked while Jasinee moaned in lustful pleasure. The guy stood up once more and tossed his shorts. Her top was pulled off and her mini skirt was bunched up around my waist as the guy got between her legs. She pulled out a condom sheathed his erection."Come here, bitch. I want my money's worth," said the man.At the mention of the enormous money she had been paid, she went crazy, gobbled his cock and sucked on it like there was no tomorrow. After a few moments, he groaned, pulled back and once again crawled between her legs and began rubbing his hard-on against her cunt. She then let stick his dick into her. He fucked her very quickly, then suddenly arched his back, bellowed like a bull and shot rope after rope of hot cum onto the girl's belly, filling the condom with spunk. He wiped his cock off with her pantyhose, stood up and left. It had been so easy and she had made more money than she had ever possessed before. On and her "Uncle" had taken her out back given her some drugs to ease her sores. As she sat giggling in a drug induced stupor, her crotch was shaved, her hair bleached white to make her a blond and her left nipple was pierced and a large hoop earring was hung on her tit. She then applied thick makeup, in the style of whores.Jasinee giggled when she saw herself in the mirror above the bar."Am I going to fuck some more?" She asked. That night Jasinee began her new career. Like the other bar girls, she would circulate around the tables and when a man wanted her he would go to the barman give him dollars and fuck her. She had quickly accepted a succession of sexual exchanges for the independence the money would bring. At first she had resisted but it was hopeless. Her next customer had made her lay on her back, legs together. He was so hard that even with her legs pressed together, she could not keep his penis out of her cunt. He just thrust it against the Y of her thighs and dug in like a battering ram. She was going to tease him by not letting him into her, but she couldn't keep him out. His cockhead forced the thigh flesh open so that it pressed against the top of her slit. When he was wedged into her, he grunted like a bull about to fuck a cow. God. She was so hot it and aroused by his power and aggression. She locked her ankles together and he her my slit and sink down its length until the head rammed her hard and her pussy was filled with a monstrously thick ten-inch dick. Before he came in her the third time, she was nothing but a babbling, groaning hot cunt for his cock.To begin with her customers had been mostly interested in oral sex or straight sex. She had quickly been forced to accept sex with woman, several men at the same time and other type of sex like bondage and submission, including anal sex. As a hooker, she was not allowed to deny a customer any kind of sexual service provided they paid. She had been very reluctant at first but her pimp had beaten her and forced her to do it. She remembered bitterly how after she had screamed that she would not do anal sex, pimp had hit her and forced her himself. She remembered it clearly as if it was yesterday. After she had cried he had started to make love to her tenderly to calm her down. Then before she knew it, he had suddenly pulled the swollen, bulbous head of his cock from her moistened tunnel and lowered his aim, shoving her legs back so hard that she was nearly standing on her head, doubled in half from the pressure of his arm against the back of her thighs. A cold, frightening chill suddenly raced along her spine. The pressure of his hardened penis pressed against the tiny puckered mouth of her rectum, relaying the horrible truth about what her Uncle was about to do to. Her brain numbed, paralysed. Her eyes were wide and white with fear. She had tried to pull away, but it was too late. Like a pile driver, the enormous man sank his thick swollen cock stiffly into her rectum, splitting apart the tight muscular bands and ramming deep into her asshole. She screamed loudly, again and again. It felt as if she was being split in half as he drove mercilessly into the depths of her smooth, ribbed tunnel.She could feel his mammoth hardness burrowing far up into her intestines, spreading the delicate pink walls of her rectum wide apart as he ploughed into her. She felt him shoving a lumpy pillow beneath her upturned arse, forcing her anal crevice even higher toward his cock. He looked down at her with a sneering leer on his lips, beads of perspiration rolling down his dark cheeks. Her face twisted horribly with each painful jab, her teeth tightly clenched as her lips parted in a half-cry of soul-rending anguish. She was impaled helplessly beneath him, and he wasn't about to pull his huge rod out of her now. He was savouring every magic second of this wanton ravishment of this naked young beauty.Jasinee tried to tighten the strong muscles of her rectum, hoping upon hope that she could force the painful intruder from her forbidden orifice, but her on-and-off clenching only seemed to add fuel to the raging savage lust the big man was feeling. As the muscular walls of her anal passage squeezed against the impaling length of his dark cock, he slammed into her with renewed excitement, burying himself deeper and deeper in her ravaged asshole. Her nostrils unconsciously flared at the salacious pungent scent of their anal sex. Almost indiscernible at first, it was nearly impossible to feel anything except the constant intense pain. But something was happening to her, something was changing. Her hips began to arch upward toward the giant black. The bruised, battered walls of her rectal passage began to contract involuntarily as the sheer perverted wickedness of what she was doing began to rattle through her drugged mind. Her naked torso was coming to life, rolling and squirming from side to side, starting a slow deliberate rhythm as she slowly ground back up against his loins, impaled painfully with the whole long shaft of his cock rammed up her quivering asshole. Slowly, undetectable at first, the pain of this brutal, viscous attack was gradually subsiding, in its place the unfamiliar waves of wanton pleasure began to fan out from her battered rectum. His cock slipped easily in and out of her tight, constrictive tunnel now, lubricated with the oozing seminal flow from the enormous, throbbing head of his savage rod. He pumped into her anew, spreading the buttocks-cheeks of her naked, unprotected arse with his fingers to allow his giant prick even deeper entry to her forbidden, tightly-clasping tunnel. He pulled the immense shaft all the way out, leaving just the distended, pulsing tip to keep the tiny hole open.Then he rammed straight down, sinking deeper and deeper until his kinky-haired pelvis smashed against her naked, upturned arse. He could feel her struggling to get her legs wider, to suck his gigantic cudgel deeper into her belly, to swallow him up in the intense, raging inferno of her loins. She was his to do anything with that he desired. Every muscle, every nerve in her trembling body was attuned to his rhythmic, plundering thrusts that seemed deeper and deeper with every powerful lunge. She had become just an extension of his strong manhood and loins. Her body was responding on its own, humping and writhing as the guy bored mercilessly down into the tight, hairless tunnel of her rectum. And then it began to spurt! The heated lava-like flow shooting like liquid flames deep up into her bowels, blasting up into her belly, ripping through her hungry, receptive body in never-ending spurts, draining over the tightly sucking muscular ring of her anus, streaming in a warm flood down both sides of her bottom. It trickled in twin streams down her upturned back and down over the hungry lips of her vagina. When every precious drop had been milked from his thick, pumping penis, when every hot spurt had been sucked down into her belly where it mingled luridly with the sperm of the other man, he gave one last, gasping lunge, and pulled his now soft, pliable cock from her still tightly clenching anal grip, collapsing, exhausted, on the bed beside her. She knew she should feel worse than ever before in her life... that she should be crying pitifully from this horrible, filthy act of perversion she'd been forced to endure. She knew she should feel abused and humiliated, lying prostrate at the bottom-most pit of wanton depravity, but she didn't. She felt nothing except the fullness of her sperm-laden belly, the warm glow of satisfaction. She would have been lying to pretend otherwise.Although she did not like the situation and was constrained against her will by her "uncle" or pimp, in due time had become used to it and I guessed had acquired a taste for it. The thought of engaging in illicit sex gave her a sense of power and a thrill, I guess. I had to admit that the thought turned me on too. Now I had come along and upset this fragile balance. I know everything yet still I accept her. She could not understand this and she is frightened of this, of her emotions, of the barriers, of the risk she is putting me through."How do I know you love me?" She says.The question hurts. How can she doubt me! Can she not see the way I am behaving. She does not want to commit. I think quickly and give her some examples of things I have done. For instance I had called the embassy to enquire about visas and given her my personal details. She is only half convinced. I am desperate to prove my love. When she comes out of the bathroom I give her a gold bangle I had bought for her. God knows how great an idea that was. She is shocked, touched and tries to give it back to me, telling me to give it to my wife. I refuse and tell her I bought it for her. She takes it and tries it on.I push harder and I ask her to commit to me and in exchange I will commit to her. That we will enjoy the little we can together, write with e-mail, see each other occasionally. Any other normal relationship is impossible. She begins and wants to leave telling me I am pressuring her."You are right, and I am sorry. I would not usually do this, but I have so little time. Please forgive me," I say. "But I love you and I want to have a normal relationship with you." "You know that is not possible." She said shaking her head. "You know what I do for money. I am not ashamed but how can you love me? What would you think of me if I worked while I was with you, if I did some of the things I do?" She asked."What, like fuck other men? Honey, I know you have to work... I told you that you could fuck other men - work doesn't count..." I said, feeling a stirring of a definitive erection the implication. I stood up and kissed her sweet face. It was fine by me. She could go fuck her cute head off.She looked down at me. My cock was hardening visibly now, something that didn't escape her attention. She stared at my growing erection and she smiled knowingly. "Would you like me to do that to you? Let a stranger fuck me and then to bring home my freshly fucked pussy full of his hot, wet and sticky cum for you to suck out of me? Would you really like that, baby?" she asked, clearly troubled at her question.I thought about it for a moment, knowing it could change our relationship, not sure whether it would destroy or enhance it. All I knew was that I loved her and didn't care what she did with other men as long as she kept on loving me too. I desperately wanted to keep her, not to loose her, whatever the cost.She also noted with satisfaction my reaction and erection while she was explaining how exactly she needed to earn her money. It made me horny to think she had other cocks inside her even now. She is so sexy they must all cum lots inside her sleeve. I know for a fact now that other men made my girlfriend cum and that they have watched her face as she took pleasure from their thick cocks. Strangers before me have deflowered her and taken her body in many different ways. They have filled her holes with their homage and used her body repeatedly. Others have held her tightly and stretched her pussy with their cock and it was them, not I, that taught her how to fuck in many different ways. Over the years she had been initiated and schooled her in the arts of sex by other men. The succession of men and cocks had now become part of her every day life and she enjoyed the feeling of being aroused and the pleasure the money brings. I know she felt free and independent selling her body and getting what she wanted and I could not take that from her and keep her happy. It would be hard for her to change.She had touched me and squeezed my cock through my pants with a wry smile noting that I was aroused and horny. She joked to me that she would need to carry on a bit on the side just to keep me hard so she could fuck me a lot.I let the thought grow on me and I knew that I also wanted to eat her pussy after she had fucked those men. I wanted to taste their cum between her legs. Her returning to me would prove each time that she still selflessly loved me."I... I think I'd like you to do it, Jasinee," I said softly."You wouldn't mind me fucking other men?" She repeated.My cock twitching now, ready to explode."Yes..." I managed.She looked down at my cock and said, "I think you definitely like me to be a bitch, to street whore and fuck other guys' cocks. I makes you jealous and horny, no? I love you too," she said. "But I need to think about it. Now I go to work and write to you tomorrow on the Internet."Then suddenly a change, why I do not know - the third pivotal moment. She is looking down, shakes her head as says."No. You are right. I will love you too." Her mind is made up - just like that! I cannot believe it. I could not convince her but she did. My mum will go mad when she hears how I have thrown away all her advice. I ask her for her address but she does not know how to write it in English and promises to e-mail it to me tomorrow. She gives me a photo of her, which I now treasure. As I lay there in bed, she disappeared into the bathroom to get dressed for work. When she reappeared, my eyeballs literally felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets when I quickly noticed what my girlfriend was dressed in to go out. I had never seen her look so gorgeous and sexy! She was dressed cheap and vulgar like the whores you see in the bars in Bangkok. She wore black stockings, high heels, an ultra short mini skirt and a clinging skin tight high-cut top exposing her entire midriff section. She was bra-less and her top allowed her large nipples to be seen through the thin material. Her make up was garish and the red on her cheek over done. Cute face, great arse, what a lovely little slut she made! I groaned inwardly. She looked herself in the mirror and readjusted her hair. I could tell that she was anxious to leave. I tried to kiss her on the lips but she turned her mouth away slightly, unwilling to risk smearing her perfectly painted bright red lips; she rubbed her cheek against mine briefly."I have to go to work now," she said."Please stay," I pleaded."You love me, right babe?" She said."Of course," I replied."Then you will understand that I have to go out to work. I need the money." She said."You will be with other guys?" My heart was racing; I was at a loss for words."Trust me babe, I have to. Don't ask me any questions if you love me." She insisted. "Don't wait up for me sweaty. I will be very late. You know that the more men who want to fuck me the better it will be for me. You want that, don't you hone? I have to work all night." Jasinee said as she straightened her dress and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.I was angered and aroused thinking about Jasinee fucking other men. However I knew there were irresistible pressures driving her to do the things she did and she could not easily break free. I also suspected that she had a wanted to break away from a normal relationship that was suffocating her lifestyle and demanding commitments she did not want to make, stopping her from living a life of complete sexual freedom and promiscuity. The other solution was easier and anyway, she had grown to enjoy it and was hooked. She could not fight the strong urge she experience to go out into the night, lie, cheat for money, and sell her body and soul to the devil. She wanted to repeat over and over again the actions she knew. Seduction, undressing, spread her legs, hard sex and greedily take the rewards of sexual gratification, instant wealth and independence. To get all she wanted she just had to do one thing, spread her legs and let men fuck her. I would have difficulty going to sleep that night and I was angry at my reactions.As she is about to leave in her provocative outfit, she tells me that her pimp, her 'uncle' is suspicious that she is working on the side, that she is seeing me. They have had an argument and if she does not go make up the time I could be in danger. I had not thought of that angle before. I am worried for my safety. Concerned, that evening I phone my mother and confide the whole story in her and I leave her Jasinee's personal details and number in case something were to happen. She tells me to break it off, not to see her again, not to speak or contact her until I leave the country although she does not object when I tell her that I have promised to send her English books to help her study and help her with rent if ever she decides to quit and work in an office job. Mum tells me not to encourage her to leave or I may be killed. I will not let them harm me or my angel.**The next day when I called her on her mobile she told me that she was at the Novotel, working at a party. I felt jealous, angry and frustrated. I absolutely wanted to see her but I knew that it was impossible...I was sleeping when she came in. It must have been four in the morning, her hair dishelved. The relief I felt seeing her come back, coupled with the thrill of seeing my tired, obviously freshly fucked lover was overwhelming.As I sat up in the bed and rubbed my eyes. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hard. Moving back, she smiled at me and said, "Did you miss me? Oh Tony, please say you're not angry with me. We discussed it, darling, and you told me it was okay..."I was so in love with her I had not been able to think of anything else during my waking moments. I realised that she owned me body and soul. I was afraid to mention her fucking other men, as by bringing it out into the open, she may get embarrassed and stop doing it. And I don't want her to stop, did I? Or worse still, she may have decided to leave me.I told her I wanted her now and she put her hand on mine and told me that she hadn't showered yet from the last punter. I told her I didn't care and that I couldn't wait. I told her she I could smell her scent and it was intoxicating. I had to have her now.Sitting up on the bed she pulled up her tight little skirt half way up and spread her legs. She adjusted her clothes. I noticed that her skirt was creased and her hair tangled. She smiled but her make-up was a mess; smeared. She kicked away her high heels with a tired sigh. Her dress had come open and I could see hicky marks on her tits where they had been sucked. My cock was so hard it hurt. She bent down and kissed me softly on my lips. I could taste cum on her warm wet lips. She kissed me again, her eyes sparkling."Tony, I have to confess something. What if I told you I was a bad girl, a nasty slut... I brought you a present tonight," she whispered.When I looked down I saw the sexiest sight I have ever seen. Her panties were tightly covering her pussy. They were transparent and soaked through with cum where numerous other male erections had penetrated her worshipped sex and cum that evening. I could see her matted pussy hair and the swollen lips of her pussy. She had been whoring herself and she hadn't come back until the early hours of the morning. She smelled of sex. Impulsively, I kissed her on the lips, dipping my tongue into her mouth. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me into a deep kiss. Her mouth was slicker than usual and I thought I could taste a faint muskiness of cum in her mouth. I held the kiss for a long moment. I reached out and gentle cupped her bruised breast, massaging it with my full hand. Her nipple was very hard and burned into the centre of my palm. We kissed some more. "I was so horny last night thinking about you, I fucked many times. I feel like such a dirty slut." She said smiling wickedly, her voice husky, heavy with lust. "How many?" I croaked."Seven. Seven different men," she replied.Holding my cock tightly in her hand and looking me straight in the eyes, a little wicked smile on her lips, she added, "They all fucked me and came inside me multiple times and filled my belly with spunk. I came like a slut on their cock's too as they fucked me."Her fingers were inside her pussy, rubbing her short-cropped crotch with two fingers. She had not had time to clean herself up since her last couple of clients. Her pussy was brimming with other men's cum. She said that the guy who fucked her last had emptied the largest load she ever had blasted into her cunt and that it dripped down her inner thighs after he pulled out of her."Spread your legs for me, you fucking slut whore. You... you dirty, nasty little cunt. Oh... my... Godddddd!" I moaned, watching as she spread her legs, moved the elastic of her stained panties aside and showed me a sneak preview of her naked, wet pussy. I saw a white crusty substance clinging to her pubic hair and noticed that her pussy hair was all matted down, the aftermath of her fuck sessions. Her labia were swollen, red and gaped open where her hole was. I could see sperm oozing out of her from her abused and cum filled pussy lips, only it wasn't mine. Another man had fucked my girl and her cunt was still full of his nasty, sticky cum. And I loved it!Staring at her wet, cum-matted cunt suddenly filled me with such an intense desire to taste her I had to do it. My cock was so hard it hurt. I told her that I had wanked myself off while she was out that evening and she seemed pleased.She proceeded to lie back on the bed. Her arm rose and her finger gestured for me to come over to her. I immediately positioned myself alongside her. In spite of the showers she took, she smelled of those other men's spunk and places she had been. Her body was impregnated with their vigorous perspiration, cologne and after-shave. She also smelled of cuntal juices and semen, and their poignant manhoods. She must have been fucked silly. It was unmistakable, and she hadn't even trying to hide it and I could see her need in her face. I unbuttoned her clinging top, revealing her lovely full breasts and I began to suck and kiss her well-used breasts and nipples. With my other hand, I pulled her panties aside and slipped a finger inside her sopping cunt. As I gazed into her soaking, swollen, pussy. It was sore, stretched and dilated from the many times it had been used that evening. I knew she was wet out of desire for me but I could not help thinking that when I entered her shaved pussy I would find her gooey and oozing mess awash and brimming of other men's spunk. I was angrier than aroused. She was my little whore and I loved her and she loved me. That had to make it right? My penis grew hard as hell at the thought in spite of myself. I felt that I had to find out, perhaps by sucking her parted and freshly fucked slit. I let my hand slide up from her knees to her barren mound, and my, was she moist. I felt her cunt. I was amazed at how swollen and sticky her clit and her pussy lips were.She fucks daily, I thought, momentarily worried about her customer's ejaculating inside Jasinee's unprotected womb and giving us both AIDS. Fortunately we both take precautions... She giggled and said, "See how well I've been fucked. I'm so full with sperm those men left in my pussy for you. I feel it dripping, can you see? Would you like to kiss down there and lick me? Eat their hot cum from my whore pussy... Are you mad at me?" "I'm not mad," I whispered back, "I'm excited.""Then eat me," she commanded. "Show me your not mad by eating out my hot slutty pussy that has all their hot wet stuff in it. Don't say anything. Just eat me, suck the cum out my sluttish cunt and clean me with your tongue." She said, quickly lifting up her legs. She lifted the hem of her dress, pulled off her panties for me, then spreading her legs widely apart, showing off her shaved pussy for me. Cum oozed out. The hairs matted with her customer's cum. In spite of my jealousy, I had a raging hard on. My cock felt ready to explode as I hadn't had any release at all the entire night. Jasinee took advantage of this and pushed me over so that I was on my back, all the while continuing to stroke my erect cock."Spread your legs for me..." I moaned, watching as she spread her obscenely legs, showing me the pink, wet insides of her cunt, watching as the cum began to run out of her pussy, just as mine had done, only this wasn't mine."I've been a dirty, you know that don't you? I let seven different men fuck me this evening. Their cocks were so big! They all stuck their cocks in my little cunt. They were fucking me so good and cumming in my pussy, Tony. Two filled my arse and their seed is still there. Look at all the cum those men left in my filthy pussy for you - I'm dripping... Eat their cum from my whore pussy. Eat your bitch's recently fucked cunt. Do it!" She pulled my hair roughly, grabbing it and jerking my head forward, forcing my face against her wet pussy. I bent over bringing my face closer to her used pussy. The smell of sperm and pussy was unbelievable strong. There was no way I could refuse such an angelic slut. I groaned, shaking with desire, I plunged forward, burying my face into her beautiful thick slick cum-frothing and leaking cunt. I had never eaten such a big juicy and dilated exotic fruit. Her vaginal lips hung down and her pouting shinning bitter clitoris stood out upright, provocatively. I kissed around her mound first then grunted and tentatively inserted my tongue out and gently licked her clit area. I could taste the sperm. It wasn't too bad. Kind of salty and it caused a bit of a stinging sensation in the back of my throat. Jasinee shivered from the touch of my tongue and told me to lick more. I dug my tongue in deeper and began longer swipes up and down her pussy and I ate her, tasting the sperm that leaked, or rather flowed out of her cunt. She started to rock and roughly slide her cunt over my face. The juices were literally running from her pussy down her thighs and had an exotic taste to them that I hadn't noticed before. If her work got her this excited and made her taste this good, then she could go every day! I plunged my tongue into her cum filled hole. I buried my face in the slimy goo, licking and sucking and eating it from her freshly fucked pussy. I could smell male sweat on her thighs, smell semen as it ran from her pussy into my mouth. She straddled my face and the sperm began to flow out and into my mouth. She rode my mouth and demanded that I suck her out. I finally gave in and began to suck at her huge cunt. As I swirled it around she contracted her pussy muscles that caused big globs of sperm to be ejected from her used hole. I had no choice but to gulp them down as she forced them into my mouth. I pasted my lips hard against her wide folds and began to lick at her exotic soft fruit, savouring her soft muskiness, inserting my tongue inside the smooth hole, licking between the folds and flashing up and down, to and fro in Jasinee's cunt, tasting the cum. She was so aroused seeing me eat their hot nasty sticky and oozy cum from her whore pussy. She wanted him to suck her womb clean. It would wash out her sins and at the same time give her more pleasure. It would also give me manly hormones, she thought.In a way she was humiliating me and punishing me for loving her. She was also angry that I accepted her as she was and let her cuckold me by allowing her to fuck other men's well-endowed cocks. At one level she must have despised me for letting her take pleasure humping other men, strangers for money. Especially as she took so much pleasure fucking their and coming on their dirty cocks. A real man would never put up with this behaviour.My tongue was licking and cleaning a cunt where another man had discharged his sperm. I was sucking it out of her, the cum of the seven other men she'd just fucked, knowing how badly I really did want her in spite of the act of open betrayal and promiscuous infidelity she had just committed. The taste was of the salty texture mingled with the flavour of her cunt. The creamy cum had blended with her juices to create a kind of sexual paste which I found myself sucking as hard as I could, eager to get every last drop of the cum and cunt juice into my mouth and down my throat. It was delicious and not just because of the way it tasted. It was the thought of what I was doing that was so exciting. The fact that I was sucking and tasting my darling's pussy after she had been gang-banged. She let out a series of little cries as I feasted on her freshly fucked pussy. I began masturbating as I ate her out, feeling an orgasm building deeply within my balls. I wanted her to rub it all over me. I wanted to eat out her pussy even though a man had cum in her only an hour before. I wanted to prove that I loved her."OH MY GODDDDDD!" She screamed, then wrapped her legs around my head. I wallowed in cum as it ran from her pussy. I loved it, as did she did. Her eyes mere slits now, as she fought to keep them open, so close to coming she could hardly wait for the feel of my lips on her cum-filled cunt. I began masturbating as I ate her, feeling an orgasm building deeply within my balls, and my mind.She wrapped her legs around my neck, smearing my face with cum, making me realise how badly we needed to really do this, making me realise how superior the female was and how enslaved I was to my blind desire and mad adoration of her beauty. Even though I knew that the object of my abject debasement, this exotic female goddess was a totally unclean, corrupt, promiscuous prostitute, undeserving of my worship. I jerked while slurping and sucking on my slut's pussy. She ground her nasty cunt into my mouth and soon she was cumming her brains out. I kept up sucking her clit though, fantasising about her being fucked by a well-hung stranger. I made her very horny again real soon.Suddenly my cock exploded without my even touching it."Hmmmmm!" I gurgled madly, chewing the chunky, slimy cum, eating it from her slut cunt, listening as she screamed with delight, her own orgasm crashing through her like a hurricane, causing her to twitch and jerk all over the bed as my mouth and lips clung to her hungrily, not wanting to let go of the deliciously nasty elixir I was drinking from her oozing pussy.Jasinee could feel me shooting cum all over her foot, and she rubbed her toes against the head of my cock as it gushed sperm all over her. I wallowed in cum as it ran from Jasinee's pussy, and I could feel my own cum being rubbed all over my cock and balls by her massaging foot as I ate her. I loved it, as did Jasinee.I looked at her arse. A long string of juices was hanging out. I got behind her and slipped finger into her gapping hole, she was saturated with cum. I used some to lube a finger and slipped it into her arse, causing her to squirm and grind her arse back onto my hand.She told me that she wanted me to fuck her like a bitch, like the others had, like a whore with her skirt on and pulled to her waist.We kissed open mouthed. My needs couldn't be denied any longer. I slid on top of her, pushing her knees apart and began to slide my cock into her pussy. Jasinee spread her stocking and heel-clad legs wide for me as I slipped my cock into her pussy to sample the sloppy seconds of her pussy. I can't describe the sheer pleasure I felt as I easily sunk my dick into her lovely freshly fucked and loose cum filled pussy with one stroke. It felt like fire, yet silky and so slippery. There was no pressure from the walls of her pussy, yet the most intense feeling all over my cock as though there were thousands of tiny fingertips touching me like butterfly wings. I sank to my balls and stopped. My cock twitched in her pussy's grasp as I lay on her. Jasinee had been fucked so many times that I could hardly feel the sides of her snatch against my dick at first. There was no resistance at all. She was so open and slippery and her snatch was flooded with numerous loads of cum emptied into by the other lust-crazed erections. The feeling of her pussy lubricated with freshly deposited fluids drove me mad with arousal. My cock was quickly coated with juices. I was amazed how big she had become. Those cocks had stretched her once tight cunt out so that it felt like I was fucking a cave! She was so stretched out that to help me out, she had three fingers moving into her sloppy cunt, making it tighter for me to fuck. She told me the reason her cunt was so large was that two guys had each fucked her cunt today at the same time.I started to kiss Jasinee on the lips but as soon as I tasted the residue of spunk on her lips and mouth, I started licking her all over her face while I moved in and out of her oiled sleeve. My cock seemed to reach further into her than it had ever before. It was sensational. I pushed my cock as deep into her as I could. Her cunt seemed to suck me in.I made love to her expertly, ensuring I gave her maximum pleasure. Her body light up like a firework and she groaned and squirmed. In no time she was on top of me. She raised her hips a fraction, caught my cock head with the drooling opening of her pussy and with one swift push she swallowed my engorged cock in her sloppy cunt. It was heaven! My betrothed's usually tight pussy barely cupped my cock, if it hadn't been for the tightness of the entrance I could as well have fucked a glass of water. I looked down at her swollen pussy and could see how red and raw her lips were as they wrapped around my cock. The juices were flowing freely around my cock and out of her well used hole and the soon developed into a foamy white froth as I pump into her for another 15 minutes. All the while Jasinee was moaning deeply, her tits were bouncing wildly as I increased my tempo. She humped furiously, astride on my aching cock.Jasinee moaned, "Add your cum with theirs," as she bit on my ear and neck. "Fuck your sperm into me. Pump their cum deeper into my pussy." She was mounting me hard and pumping her loins against me until she came with a loud groan. I kissed her hungrily and as her tongue snaked into my mouth. With one last pump, I rammed deep into her and in no time I released my load of cum into her already overflowing fuck hole sending her over the edge also. Her pussy drank it up like it was empty. She held me tight and whispered "I love you" in my ear. It was truly the best orgasm I had ever had. She collapsed as I finished taking my pleasure. We remained bodies interlocked for several hours until she fell asleep, still holding me inside her. I held on to my well-fucked sordid and polluted pleasure bitch.I looked at the lovely creature in the bed beside me. This attractive girl lying next to me was a whore who had fucked thousands of strange men. I did not blame her or hold this against her. If anything, that somehow made her more desirable to me in a perverted sort of way. I wondered how many cocks had she sucked today, five, ten maybe? It made no difference. All that mattered was she was madly in love with me. I thought back to what had just happened. Obviously she was afraid that I wasn't getting the full effect of her love making and so she had brought home presents from her night out. I guessed that from then onwards Jasinee would be bringing home her cum filled pussy for me to suck. She probably thought that if I sucked the cum out of her that was left by her lovers that it would help me imagine what happened between them and that would enhance my sexual experience. I have to admit that since I have started sucking Jasinee's cum filled pussy I am able to conjure up better visual images of her fucking other men. ** In the morning, my curiosity got the better of me and I asked her to tell me about the party. "You don't want to know," was all she would say at first. When I insisted she told me it would hurt me. I told her that I didn't mind and if anything I was turned on thinking about her with other guys. I told her I wanted to hear about her experience with other men. "I have to know you better. The good ...and the bad." I concluded.She thought about this a moment, then said slowly, "My uncle said I had to work to make up for time and money. The party was very big. Rich Japanese from out of town. I had to have sex many of times. They fucked me rotten. I had to screw over twenty men last night."I listened unperturbed."How many do you usually do?" I managed."Six, maybe seven a night, sometimes more. Many times I work all night and I am very tired in the morning." She replied. "How much do you make?" I asked. "I split fifty-fifty with my uncle. I make about $8,000 a month."I thought about this. It would be very hard for her to replace this with a normal income. Now she charged anywhere between one and two hundred dollars for an hour of sex. She would drop to $750 a month with a legitimate job. Of course I would love her to stop, to come with me and have a real relationship. But as always there was the money to think about. If she made a thousand dollars a day, how could I replace that affluent lifestyle? I was silent, thoughtful."Are you angry at me?" She asked."No, I'm not angry with you for whoring. I have no objection whatever you are doing with your body. As long as you're careful with VD and no harm comes to you. I understand you need the money and like sex, so do I. We have had this discussion. I can't make you stop so I don't want to try. ""Oh darling you're so understanding. I love you very much." She said and kissed me. "Tell me about it, I want to know instead?" I asked.She shrugged."There isn't much to tell really. Several of these were just contented with a blowjob. Most of it was straight sex though. At one point though I took four men upstairs with me. I made a lot of money," she said."Did you know them?" I asked.She shook her head."No, they were strangers but they knew each other. After they had stripped me naked, the four men took turns fucking me. Each man must have fucked my pussy a dozen times then they told me that they wanted to have sex with me all at once. I protested and insisted that they pay more.""And you did it?" I croaked. "Yes, I sucked two dicks in my mouth while the other two took me in a sandwich. I enjoyed it even though they mounted me roughly."A picture of my lovely girlfriend being fucked out of her brains flashed before me.She told me she that tonight she wouldn't work but she had to see her pimp. I told her that I would accompany her but she refused. When I insisted she grew angry but finally gave in with the condition that I wait for her in the taxi. Reluctantly I agreed. **That evening we drove out to this seedy neighbourhood. I waited in the car as she disappeared. After half an hour I grew concerned and impatient. Instructing the driver to wait for me, I walked into the open corridor towards the door where she had disappeared. A light filtered through and I could here men's voices and laughter. The door was ajar. My heart beating with curiosity, concern and fear, I opened the door a crack and looked in.The room was large and occupied by some rough looking fellows. A couple wore guns. A man moved back and I suddenly saw her in the middle of the group to the left. My heart raced wildly. She was wearing a short skin tight top that clung to the upper half of her body and showed her belly and a striking bright plastic skirt pulled half way up her thigh. It made and incredible contrast with her fabulous legs. The kind of clothes she wears when she is whoring. It took me a moment to realise that she was on her knees in front of these dozen men showing off her legs and revealing body. She had unzipped her 'uncle's' trousers and extracted his big cock. By the way the other men differed and the description she had given I realised this must be him. His big horse-cock must have hung down at least 6 or 7 inches. She had it firmly grasped in her left hand and was moving her head under him. As I watched she opened her mouth and stroked him with her free hand. Her tongue flicked up, licking his hairy balls. There I saw for the first time my beautiful lover sucking another man's cock. He was an ugly looking guy in his early fifties but she didn't seem to mind. His big hands were over all my girlfriend's cute tits, kneading them through the thin material of her tight top as her head went up and down his veiny shaft as she sucked his bone. His tool shone as her precious saliva glistened and trickled down the cock. I had guessed somehow that my lovely little slut was going to have cocks considerably larger than mine in her mouth and pussy but to see it before me left me angry, jealous and aroused. Her head went up and down as she sucked his dick. Her pimp made a motion with his hand and a couple of the men stepped up and pull her skirt up over her waist, exposing the frilly sheer white panties she was wearing. She was so intent on sucking cock that she either didn't notice or didn't care. Suddenly her pimp commanded, "Yes baby, make me cum, you bitch."Jasinee took cum, a lot of cum, into her mouth but kept sucking and swallowing. She licked that cock clean. His erection remained unchanged so she began to suck him afresh. One of the other guys watched and stroking his cock groaned, "Hurry up, man. I want to fuck the bitch at least once.""Keep your shirt on," her 'Uncle' said huffing and puffing. "Oh yeah you ain't got a shirt on do you? Hey you hog, you done fucked her twice yesterday. Give me a break.""Yeah, but I want to pop her arse before I have to go." He replied."Maybe this cunt don't want that dark dick in her arse," the leader said. He had slowed his action down, but was still hammering her mouth hard."Don't matter what she wants," the dude said. "She ain't got no say in it. Do you whore?"Jasinee didn't answer him, but shook her head in the negative."You want my cock in your ass don't you?" He instisted.I saw her uncle reach out and hold her firmly. I guessed something weird was about to happen and I remember my cock got hard when the guy put his hands on her waist. Holding her fast so she would not be able to move, he motioned imperatively to one of his Thai his henchmen."Fuck her cunt," said her "Uncle" with a directive nod.The tall Thai pulled out a thick cock and wanking it to harden it, he moved up close to her rear and began to rub and tease the lips of her cunt with the head of his very hard cock. 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. Jasinee began to turn her head around to look back, but her pimp held it fast and made her continue to suck him.I watched this stranger's cock enter my lovely girlfriend and then I watched her fuck these men. The guy began to slide his cock into her from behind as her boss fucked her in the mouth. She squirmed as he stuck the entire length of his cock deep into her cunt. I couldn't believe how she was able to accommodate him. She had just taken his huge cock in her tiny pussy right up to the hilt. Her sex must be so stretched by his dick. She now had one in her mouth and one between her legs. She began to suck in rhythm with the cock that was fucking her cunt. Although I appreciated her technique, I was shocked and concerned to see her doing him bareback. I watched them screw for ten or fifteen minutes while the Thai just slid his cock in and out of her wet cunt and the pimp fed his tool into her mouth and down her throat. I could tell by the expression on my little whore's face that she enjoyed it.Then the Thai henchman began to groan and thrust at her faster as he slowly emptied himself inside her belly. There was cum visible on his cock and her pussy lips clutched tightly around him. Her pubic hair was wet with cum. I couldn't get over watching her; realising that my pretty sweetheart was being so thoroughly fucked. I wondered how many cocks she had enjoyed. She was so young yet she had experienced and given so many other men so much sexual pleasure.I watched as her boss reached out and pushed her head up and down his shaft. In no time both men were emptying their come into my loved one. One in her cunt and the other in her throat. As her boss groaned and ejaculated for the second time, Jasinee swallowed some of his cum, but let most of it run down her chin, spilling from the corners of her mouth. He withdrew, splattering her face with fresh blotches of cum. A large stream of it was overflowing from her filled mouth. The other men had been watching with silent appreciation and a couple had their dicks in their hands as they masturbated watching with lust as she gets screwed."Careful," said her boss to his henchmen. "I don't want her pregnant. She is no use to me like that."It was too late for the Thai, but the next guy to take her place heeded his master's warning and shoved his pizzle into her rectum instead. It was a quickly replacement by another cock as all those other guys with erections still wanting to fuck her in the arse also had their turn. As she had been fucked in the arse so many times, most cocks of theirs could easily fit into her tight behind. She rather enjoyed getting a cock up her arse I guess. In fact she straddled the last guy, sitting on her lap with his huge cock completely shoved up her arsehole. She bounced up and down on him until he came.I found that I just wanted to get out of the way so she could continue to fuck alone so I returned back home. As I closed my eyes that evening, I could see the Thai's big cock as it plunged into Jasinee's widely stretched pussy. I hadn't witnessed Jasinee's climax but I had seen that huge cock pulse as his come shot deep into her fertile womb.** The following day I had proposed to Jasinee that she use my suite while I was away working. I was hoping that like that I would come back and find her there. Maybe I could see more of her like that. She smiled at the idea as she accepted the second room key. She agreed that it would be practical for her and that it would save her some needless trips.I couldn't get the thought of her alone in my bedroom out of my mind. My thoughts kept drifting back to her breath taking features, her gentleness and love. The hours seemed to drag by so endlessly. I kept thinking about wishing I were returning to my room to finding my precious Thai girl waiting for me, her arms open in loving expectation. Finally the time came to leave and I have to admit that it was with a tremendous thrill that I rushed back, tortured by fear of her absence and eager expectation. On my way home I bought an engagement ring. I was mad about her and even wanted to propose to her.I wanted to surprise her and please her. As it turned out, I was the one who was surprised. As I approached my room I thought I heard her voice speaking with someone. Suddenly cautious, I silently opened the door and slipped in, pausing inside the corridor of the room.I started to feel a knot in my stomach, as my mind ran with the possibilities. I crept towards the bedroom. A shiver ran up my spine as I pictured my Thai girl nude in my head. I had thought about her constantly since I had fallen for her and I found myself slowly creeping. My cock stirred when the unmistakable sound of the creaking bedsprings and headboard filled the night. I wondered, and listened intently to see if I could gain any clues as to who was with her. I positioned my head next to the bedroom wall to obtain a clearer sound of what was going on. My girl rocked back and forth and moaned loudly, as the banging continued. It was a familiar pitch and moan, but louder than Jasinee allowed herself to emit. But it was her, I was sure now. Holding my breath I eased the door open enough to peek in through the crack. I leaned forward and put my eye to the gap. When my head peeped timidly rounded the corner, I was nearly struck down by what I saw. There was Jasinee on the floor, her top pulled up to expose her tits, her mini skirt pulled up with no panties on, arse pointed at me and a stocky guy kneeling down between her legs fucking her. His naked well-muscled arse was humping between a pair of white legs. There was just enough light for me to see his magnificent huge glistening bare erection pounding into her hairless and unprotected pussy like a jackhammer. With each stroke forward he must have been filling her up completely. She even had the sexiest backside I had ever seen. Her back was sexy, down to her thin waist, where it flared out into the most perfect round arse. This was actually the best view of a naked woman I had ever had and I felt my penis hardening in my pants. Jasinee was gorgeous, and seeing her like this was an intense turn on. The image of his big cock stretching out my girl's pussy was burned into my brain forever. I unzipped and pulled out my penis as my eyes wandered down the crack of her arse to where her legs were spread. I could see her pubis reflecting the juice coating of her wet vagina. She was actually excited about the disgusting act she was performing. Then I heard her call out to the guy to fuck her harder, to ram his horse cock in her pussy until it hurt. For a second a voice told me I should go in there and pull him off my beloved but that voice wasn't very convincing and my feet held me there just watching. Watching! Holy shit Jasinee was unprotected. My cock leaped to attention. I started wanking. It was just lovely watching her being 'taken advantage of'. Her eyes were closed and as her moans of pleasure became louder, the man placed a hand over her mouth. I could tell from her reaction that this was 'turning her on' even more. As she was writhing and moaning, she reached out and grabbed the man's head and pulled him harder into her cunt. There was a violent explosion within her petite body as yet another, even stronger climax shook her to her very being. She just lay back like a limp rag doll. The guy who had sucked her to orgasm stood up and took out his erect dick and started rubbing it against her cunt lips. She crouched down on all fours and he mounted her. He pulled her legs apart and positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. Then he pulled his hips back then thrust them forward, his entire cock slamming into Jasinee's pussy with ease. She screamed in pleasure and immediately began fucking him back raising her hips in time to his thrusts. "I'm cumming," screamed Jasinee. This guy I had never seen before in my life was fucking her for all he was worth. I wanted a cock as big as this guy's. He fucked like I wanted to fuck. I had never gotten the reaction from Jasinee. He had a power over women that I could only dream of having. As if that wasn't enough, a second Thai now moved into my field of vision and stood in front of the couple, stark naked, wanking his cock as he watched them. The muscles in my body couldn't even move. I was unable to breathe even. I watched as the first man pounded her pussy with his cock. He was just fucking her. My girl's only expression was one of bliss and a fake sort of extra provocative delight. She loved being the tramp and she was getting what she wanted and deserved. That pussy that I had spent the night before kissing and damn near worshiping was now spreading for a complete stranger. At that moment everything went red in my mind. This wasn't my girl I was watching, this was some real hot slut who just looked like her. I hated her. I wanted to see this guy come inside of her so badly it hurt. I wanted to see his come seeping from her cunt. I stood there in the shadows and pulled my cock out and stroked along with them. I was so jealous but I had to admit I was amazed at how good she looked getting fucked. With her long hair splayed out behind her and her rump moving back and forth it was one hell of a sight. Two red nailed fingers were rubbing along her large distended clitoris, occasionally slipping inside her. She was clearly enjoying herself as she was moaning and writhing."Oh yes!" She groaned. "God that feels good! You're so big! Yes baby, give it to me!" She was saying.The second guy who had been masturbating himself, approached her face holding his stiff tool. I saw her head bend over and disappeared from my sight only to be seen once in awhile as she raised it. I saw his arms extended above where the top of her head must have been. I only wish I could have got closer to see my slut whore giving this guy head but I did not want to reveal myself or interrupt her. I stroked my dick it because I was hornier than hell. She continued to keep her head mostly out of view for some time until he groaned, raised her face up and kissed her. I felt sick. I wanted to go up and punch the little arsehole. Meanwhile the first man was reaching the end, moaning loudly with the effort as he slapped between her thighs. I could tell he was about to come and I could see she was coming to. He cried out and then slowly pulled out, his cock still long and erect. She stroked it a little and then he moved back, letting the second man around behind her. She changed position, lying down on her back on the bed.The man lifted one of her thighs and I could see her slit. It was wet and glistening with the first customer's semen and her own wetness. The second man spread her wide open and put his big cock against her pink entrance. I waited. He moved his hips forward and his cock entered her pussy nearly an inch, the first inch of her renewed unfaithfulness. Her mouth was open, she was gasping as he entered her. The sensations are nearly too much for her. He pushed in further, sinking in easily, his huge cock out of sight and in my lover's pussy. I looked on masturbating as he started to stroke the full length of his cock in and out of her. She let her leg down now as he pumped in and out of her pussy. She was pushing back to meet him. I watched as the man fucked my fiancee. Jasinee had wrapped her legs around his body, holding him close to her while he rocked back and forth inside her. His face was buried in her neck, kissing and biting her as he filled her. She cried out in pain, stretched beyond her limit. I watched as he came in her. I knew he was cumming in her because I could see that it was so plentiful that it ran out of her in sticky gobs falling from between them onto the ground. He holds her there impaled his hips bucking against her in an irregular jerking motion as he came. Finally it was over and he helped her stand up. I saw his long shiny cock slide out of my woman's pussy along with a small gush of his white cum. I could not believe my eyes. By now the first man was hard again, there was some discussion and I saw him hand her some money. She was still naked. The first man smiled and lay down on his back on my bed. I watched again as, Jasinee, naked, rode the first guy once more. She had her head thrown back and was pumping down on him as hard as she could. His cock disappeared into her moist cunt with no effort. The other new guy was repositioning himself in front of her so she could suck on his cock. Jasinee leaned forward and pulled his hard shaft into her mouth. She adjusted her rhythm so that as one cock was going out of her she was taking the other one in. I just stood to the side watching while I ribbed my cock. The guy groaned and came, bucking his cock in her womb. I slipped into the bathroom and hid until they had dressed and gone. She tried the door and finding it locked guessed what had happened. "You can come out now, sweaty. They have gone." She said.I slowly entered the bedroom and she brushed her lips against mine. She is a slut and I am a slut lover. "Sorry darling. But at the last moment I had to work." She said.I looked at her with mixed emotions."Surely you could have..." I began but was interrupted by a knock at the door. I looked at her. "A customer, Bob. He's a regular. By nice to him," she said. "I'll be finished quickly then we can go out, okay?"Without waiting for my reply she got the door. Bob as a tall black marine sergeant. A colossus of a man. He was a little surprised to see me there but took off his cap and went straight in, pulling her smiling behind him. I stood and watched as he handed her some $50 bills and began to undress. I couldn't believe this was happening. I looked at Bob. In a matter of seconds, he was naked, sporting a gigantic ebony black cock. It must have been at least ten or eleven inches long and it was over three times as thick as my slender rod. I watched dumbfounded as he lifted my sweetheart's blouse to expose her bare breasts, kneading them in front of me without regard to any feelings I may have had. I felt like killing him as I saw my wife-to-be's nipples harden under his expert manipulation and then I felt like dying when she turned to kiss him fully on his large black lips. I could see her jaw working as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. It was as if I weren't there. I watched as his large black fingers moved down to raise her dress. I was standing not more than five feet away as this black man moved the crotch of her panty's aside exposing my girlfriend's sex before slipping a finger inside her cunt as she began moaning. Although I should have left I didn't know where to go. My proposed wife-to-be was now bucking against his fingers as he finger fucked her."Get your clothes off bitch," said Bob. "I want to fuck your tight little Asian cunt... and I'm sure your husband would enjoying watching a real man fuck his woman," said Bob smiling as he looked at me while on command she stripped until she was naked.She reached into her purse and pulled out a condom and unwrapped it hurriedly and began to roll it down his virile young cock. He pushed her away and reached down and yanked the rubber off of his big thick cock."You have to wear a condom," she said in a voice laced with sex, "I'm not on the pill, you have to wear a condom, please hurry.""I don't wear no fucken condom! You know that now. I like to feel your bitches bristle shaved cunt against my cock." As he said this he was rubbing her clit with the bulbous head of his cock. Do you want me to stop now bitch and go home? Or can we do it without?"She pretended to hesitate for a moment and I somehow hoped she would come to her senses, but my hopes were dashed as she told him that she needed the money and to fuck her now, with or without anything.Jasinee moved to impale herself on his cock, but Bob stopped her telling her, "Turn the fuck around bitch, I want to see that sweet arse of yours while I fuck your pussy, hurry up slut! Sit with your back to my chest and mount me so you face your her husband. So he can watch you fucking a real man." Jasinee, naked, turned and straddled him. His erection was huge by now. I just had to see that massive black tool between her vaginal lips. She raised herself above his cock, her pussy open, still dripping sperm, straddling his huge cock. She reached down and positioned his hard cock at the entrance of her pussy then paused, still grasping his phallus tightly beneath her. She looked at me directly in the eyes for a second, saw my approval and guided the huge black cock to the outer lips of her cunt as she eased herself down onto his donkey dong. As she lowered herself onto his cock, I was in a perfect spot and could see her pussy take his entire long hard cock into her femininity, driving it deep into her pussy, going places no man has gone before. I could see from the look on Jasinee's face she that she loved the feeling of that monster cock stretching her pussy apart, buried deep in her guts. When Bob was fully sheathed inside my prospective wife, he reached around and grasped her tits telling her to fuck up and down on his organ."Is this what you want whore?" Smirked the G.I. as he slowly started shoving inch after inch of his cock into her adored cunt. Jasinee was doing all the work by lifting and lowering herself onto his huge cock. She could only take about three quarters of that rod inside her."Oh God YES," she groaned, "It feels so good, I've never felt a cock so big before. I'm so full it feels like I'm having your baby." She said, without slowing her persistent fucking of his black organ. "Yes, fuck that wicked black magic wand in and out of my sinful hole. Keep fucking me, please. You can come inside me for free."Despite his laid back initial fuck, Bob was now beginning to hump back at my sweetheart, thrusting his bare shinny ebony monster cock further and further inside the cunt of the girl I would like to call my wife. Her white pussy was being stretched out by what looked like an entire black tree trunk. I hadn't expected the flashing heat of jealousy that had instantly overwhelmed me at first sighting my future wife on her back full of Nigger dick, but it had been just as quickly doused by an equally overwhelming passion to see this through to the obvious conclusion. The sight of Bob's black prick pulling out, before easing back into her white flesh over, and over again had my own cock begging to be let out of my trousers for some attention of its own. I had never been as turned on as I was now watching a black man fucking my Jasinee. I immediately pulled out my cock and began to stroke it. He was enjoying the ride as well watching her lower and raise herself on his large black cock. "Oh yeah bitch, I love watching that white pussy of yours stretched around my black dick" He groaned.Gradually over the course of several minutes, he was able to build up more depth with his strokes until most of his huge dick was buried deep inside my beloved. It was amazing to see her cunt lips stretched tight around and clinging to the thick veiny ebony rod and to see her sticky juices coating his shaft as he prodded at her cervix with every lengthening stroke. Jasinee was so willing, I nearly came. She was groaning now and riding him desperately and fast as he played with her nipples and talked dirty with her and fornicated. It so happens that earlier that day I had purchased a diamond engagement ring and I had hoped to ask Jasinee to marry me. However, the beautiful sight of Jasinee impaled on Bob's massive black pole inspired me to ask Jasinee to marry me then and there. When Jasinee heard my proposal, she just giggled, "Of course I'll marry you, Tony. I love you."Hearing these words I was ecstatic and I immediately pulled out the diamond engagement ring I had recently purchased. Jasinee didn't even miss a beat as she continued to rock back and forth on Bob's dick while allowing me to place the diamond ring on her finger. "It's beautiful, sweetheart. I love you," declared Jasinee once again while leaning over to give me a kiss. When Jasinee leaned forward to kiss me, Bob's cock slipped out of her pussy and so our kiss was abruptly ended by Bob pulling Jasinee back towards him while furiously roaring, "What the fuck is going on. I bought you tonight!"Jasinee immediately turned her attention back to Bob as she cooed, "Oh Bob, I'm so sorry. He won't get in the way anymore, I promise. C'mon you get on top. I want you to fuck me hard."She then lay back while Bob positioned himself between her luscious thighs. All the while I continued to stroke my dick when suddenly I noticed Jasinee's diamond engagement ring sparkling in the moonlight as she reached between her legs to insert Bob's swollen black rod. The lust and pride I felt when I saw her ring made me truly appreciate the fact that we were to be married. It was a truly incredible sight as I watched my fiancee with a muscular black stud between her legs, his ebony manhood pistoning in and out of her soaking pussy. The bed was rocking back and forth with Bob's thrusts and Jasinee's moans and whimpers of orgasm created a fabulous symphony of lust. As I watched, Jasinee wrapped her legs around his strong back, pushing up to meet his thrusts.Grasping about for some method of enjoying all the beautiful sensations of my fiancee, I finally reached over the seat and grabbed Jasinee's discarded g-string. Clutching them in my hand, I immediately brought them up to my nose and savoured the delicate smell of her perfume mingled with the musky scent of her juicy pussy. As I watched Bob thrust in and out of Jasinee's cunt, I slipped the silky panties over my hard cock and began to masturbate in time to their lovemaking. It was only a matter of minutes before Jasinee's cries of pleasure triggered my orgasm as I squirted my pent-up sperm all over the tiny white triangle of her panties. Suddenly I saw her tense in an expression of sheer carnal greed as she came, crying out gutturally like a she-wolf obtaining animal satisfaction from the depths of her womb. She was a slave to her craving, addicted to the perverse and lewd pleasures of the flesh. Every time she abused her flesh, she sacrificed her purity and everything she believed in, feeding that dark, ravenous and savage animal deep inside her dark thick forest in a renewed bondage of the soul. She knew she was rotten to the core and that her destiny was to welcome and serve hundreds more miles of different cocks in her cunt.Mouth open, she squirmed as the tremors of bliss washed over her body. She enjoyed screwing well-hung men as their big cocks could give her more pleasure, stretching and penetrating deeper. She would shag them like a stray bitch, taking the pleasure from their cock and their money with burning. She knew that she was reduced to just a dirty hungry whore screwing wantonly but she didn't care about degrading herself anymore. She had sold her soul.The black man buried himself up to the balls inside my girl's welcoming open cunt. Bob kissed her as he fucked her cunt. Their fingers intertwined, black in white, as if to keep her from getting away. I don't believe she wanted to be anywhere else. He had to be close. His back began to and every muscle in his lean muscular black body tensed. I noticed Bob's balls and the cheeks of his butt tighten. He began thrusting extra hard as he shot his cum into her hungry little cunt, filling her womb with his black seed. "I'm filling this whore's cunt with nigger cum," he said, looking at me.This made her cum again. Jasinee grasped him tightly inside her and continued to pump her cunt sucking every last bit of it out of his big black cock. I knew he was shooting his cum deep into my girl and if it was anything like when I've held back so long, it was shooting hard. Jasinee quietly moaned as he pulsed again and again. I could see white fluid oozing out around him as he filled her more than she could hold. I certainly did hope she was protected because if she was wrong there were billions of little guys swimming inside her now. I imaged his fertile black sperm triumphantly moving up her tubes seeking to make my cuckoldry complete. She cried out in delight as he came deep inside her. I cursed silently.Finally Jasinee moved and I saw Bob's black cock slip from her cunt with an audible pop. As he pulled his huge cock out of her body the sperm ran down the cheeks of her firm arse and even from across the room I could see the quantity he had dumped in her. Bob reached down and spread my baby's legs wide exposing her worn hole to my view. Due to his massive girth it was grossly extended. Her pussy hairs were matted flat and his sperm was oozing from her wide cunt to pooling upon Bob's balls."See how big her fuckin' hole is" asked Bob. "You'll never be able to feel the walls of you bitch's cunt now, whitey."My fiancée licked the black bastard's shaft clean in preparation for their next coupling. Even though I knew this was a fucked up relationship I really did love her. Bob ran his hands through her hair as she sucked him, murmuring encouragement to her and she felt it grow to full hardness once more. She started licking the head and running her tongue all around it. "That's it bitch", he grunted, "suck my big brown cock, you fucking whore". Jasinee ran her tongue all over his cock from one end to the other until it was as hard as a rock again and he was beginning to flinch at my every movement. He held her firmly by the neck with a big strong hand as he pushed his cock inside her mouth. His arm stretched down between my breasts and he pinched her nipples. He worked it deeper and deeper down my loved one's throat. He began fucking her face, his balls slapping against her chin as she eagerly sucked his cock. Suddenly, pulling out, her turned her around and stuck his foot long cock hard into her arse. She relaxed her sphincter muscle and then it popped through. Bob's hands were pulling and pinching her nipples until they ached and were sore. Most niggers get a real turn on by fucking a woman in the arse and my girlfriend took them in any hole they wanted."I'm fucking your bitch in the arse," he said to me. "This dirty tramp loves nigger cock in whichever hole she can get it. If you get married I'll come to your wedding and give this trollop a gift of my seed inside her white wedding panties and then wipe my cock with her dress or lick my cock before she kisses you."After a few moments, he came, groaning loudly.When we were alone again afterwards she placed my hand between her legs."I really enjoyed that, honey. Did you see how many times I came? His cock is so big I just can't get enough of it. It feels so good when he's inside me I just want to fuck forever. Did you like watching those men fuck me?" Cooed Jasinee while giving me a sexy smile. I looked at it on the bed. Her heels were nestled up next to her ass and her thighs lay open. It was quite a sight. His cum was slowly draining down the crack of her arse and making a sizeable puddle on the bed. Her pubic hair was matted and wet. Her chest slowly raising and lowering with each breathe. The sheets were all over the place. Both she and the bed were covered with what looked like cum. It was all over her, dripping from her chin, from her breasts. Her pussy was stretched wide open, with the cum all over it. It was like she had been in a gang-bang, fucked over and over. Her pussy lips were hanging down, all purple and red. She really looked like she had been fucked over and over. I grunted as I felt her wetness. I was amazed at the amount of sperm I found clinging in blobs to walls of her sloppy stretched out cunt. Her cunt lips were inflamed and swollen, pussy juice was dripping out and running down to the circle of her tight butt hole, making it shine and glisten in the light. Her cunt hair was matted down with the sperm that had leaked out, and she was sloppier than I had ever known her to be. She smelled of sharp Negro sweat and sperm. A nigger philly. Bob had been much bigger the other men. She had really enjoyed being fucked by a much larger cock than mine. I realized that he had stretched her pussy to conform to his giant cock and that was why only he could give her such an intense and painful orgasm. She began telling me that she had been fucked like never before. My beautiful little whore was built for fucking. She was so beautiful it hurt. She said that she was so sore. So stretched out. She told me that she needed me to clean up the mess the nigger had made in her cunt. I moved to the foot of the bed between her legs and gently kissed her knees. Then I began to kiss the inside of her thighs. "Please don't do that, I'm a mess," she pleaded."It's my fantasy." With that I lowered myself down between her legs. I could smell their coupling only inches from my face. I don't think I'll ever forget that scent. She continued to ooze him from deep inside her. Her cunt was so full of cum. Maybe if I cleaned her up real good I could keep her from getting knocked up. She made me lie on my back, and then she straddled my face, spread her pussy lips wide and began to fuck it. My tongue traced the edge of her thigh and when I made contact with her lips, she whimpered a small moan. I traced my tongue down to the bottom of her opening and tasted their juices. He tasted a little different than I expected. I'd tasted myself down there before, but this was different. His cum was muskier, thicker, but then again, he hadn't been fixed, his cum was alive. I began to lick her faster and harder. Her hands slid down and held her lips open wider. She spread her legs open. Her legs and body were still wet from the perspiration and smells of her whoring, of the men who had copulated with her. Her cunt was filled with their sperm mixed with her own lewd lubrication, and it leaked out as I sucked her cunt. I kept licking, rubbing and sucking her cunt. Every crevice and orifice had been filled with slimy spunk. I slid a finger in, and it was so loose that I immediately slid in two more. She was still bigger than I had ever seen her. I licked her sopping, sloppy cunt until she began to groan aloud. The cum was oozing out of her, her pussy stretched beyond belief. I was hot now, eating her out. I licked her, my tongue moving in and out of her, making her squirm and wiggle as the frothy white seed in her pussy was lapped up. She was moaning again, getting off on my tongue. My face was covered with cum, getting her more and more excited. I sucked her cunt and arse. She began to tense once more. As she exploded her muscles squeezed even more of him out on to my tongue. I swallowed and licked. My cock was as hard as a rock and I needed some relief. Suddenly she pulled my head away from her and told me she wanted me. She was so hot. I knew I'd never get the friction I needed to cum in her cunt so I turned her around, slid inside her pussy where someone else had been only minutes before. She held softly as I slid inside. She felt wet, and very loose. I got my cock lubricated with the other men's sperm then I pulled out and placed my throbbing rod against her asshole. I pushed in and she jumped a little, but settled down and allowed my cock to feel the heaven of her arsehole. She was so slippery and stretched out, wet with the nigger's cum. I started fucking her. She was pulling me up and down. She was frantic. She was oozing the cum out all over the place. I could hardly feel anything. It was so wet. Soon we both were reached an orgasm. Jasinee cried out, "Oh yes! Tony, I love you! Oh fuck, eat me honey, suck all the cum out of my sluttish cunt so I can go and fill it up again! I'm such a whore!" Yes, she was such a whore! And I loved it! Finally, her orgasm subsided and she slid off of me. She leaned over, kissed me, and put her head on my chest. She was asleep in a matter of seconds. As I lay there contemplating the whole night I realized that I was indeed the luckiest guy in the world.**I had to leave the next day. When I returned home I was a changed man. I had decided to divorce my current wife and marry Jasinee. She asked me to send her money to help and I agreed. As I could only manage $300 dollars a month she said she would try and stop but would not make any promises. I found my new girlfriend to be very loving but I am not sure if she was being faithful during that time she remained in Thailand. I would phone her and in the evening always had problems reaching her cell. I'm sure she had it switched off when she was fucking other men. She would switch it off and ring me back. When I asked she just said she had coverage problems but I suspected she was working still in spite of the money I gave her. In fact one evening when I called her a German sounding male voice answered. I complained bitterly and got very angry. She said I must have had the wrong number. I did not believe her. I knew she wanted to give up but I am not sure whether it was the cocks or the money that attracted her. My divorce cleared up, I returned to Bangkok to marry my girl. Jasinee screwed me like crazy, she was so happy to see me. Jasinee and I were married in a beautiful small temple, followed by a small reception at a local restaurant with a couple of her friends, mainly call girls and pimps. We had planned on spending our honeymoon night back at the hotel so after saying our goodbyes to the guests, we drove back to my room. What I didn't know, however, was that Jasinee had planned a surprise for me when we finally reached our hotel later that night. It was almost ten o-clock when we reached the hotel. She looked at me with a wicked smile, licked her lips nervously and said, "I've got a surprise for you." I looked at her and grinned. Then as is the custom, I lifted Jasinee up and carried her through the threshold and into our suite. As soon as I had closed the door, however, out came three enormous black men from the bedroom. All three of the guys were well over six feet tall. "Congratulations Tony, my name is Larry and that's Bill and Jim. Let me be the first to kiss the bride." Larry laughed as he took Jasinee from my arms and gave her a wet French kiss. I guess I must have looked pretty shocked as Jasinee giggled, "Surprise, Honey. I thought you might want our wedding night to be extra special, so I invited some customers. They have paid me very well to be the first to deflower your young bride. I've been thinking very seriously about how we can save some money on our wedding and what present a slut like me could give you on your wedding. Something to always remember me by, something particularly sinful and wicked. I know how much you'd like to see me sucking on another man's dick while you fucked me... Or how you'd like to lay on the bed with me on top of you, screwing you while another man slowly pushed himself into my arse. Actually, when we do it we'll probably have to go the other way around and have you behind me. So I have decided to ride my male friend's big black cocks and make them cum like a horse for you. These studs have nice big Negro cocks for your Asian whore and they will ride my slutty pussy for you and breed me well." I told her I didn't want to miss it for anything in the world. We kissed again and I told her that she was the most wonderful wife in the world and that I was lucky to have her. She beamed and said, "Black cock you know is certainly superior to yours and I saw how much you enjoyed me screwing that negro soldier. In fact he paid for the dress and spent hours fucking me in it before I came to the church. He fucked me in a way you never could, filling my willing pussy with his superior potent black cum. This time however to crown it and make my gift more perfect, I want an anonymous black man to shame and arouse you. I am not protected and in my fertile period, so it may result in a baby for you to nurture. The product of my lustful couplings to be born in obscene adultery and prostitution. Why don't you pour us some champagne to celebrate while we get comfortable in the bedroom."In Larry's arms Jasinee looked like a tiny doll and as he walked into the bedroom my cock stiffened at the thought of these massive men making love to my new bride. I wasn't about to miss a minute of this and so I quickly poured five glasses of champagne while shedding my clothes. As I entered the bedroom, I noticed that even in her five-inch heels, Jasinee was over a foot shorter than any of the guys. All of the black guys were completely naked with their cocks in their hands while they were stroking Jasinee's body. I got an immediate hard on seeing her like this. I noticed that all of the guys were hung, all over 8 inches. Two of the guys had sandwiched Jasinee between them and while Larry was kissing my wife, Bill was intent on unzipping her dress. It wasn't long before Bill had unzipped my wife's wedding dress, tugging it down over her hips and tossing it unceremoniously into a corner of the room. I noticed Jasinee bending over to see her pull her panties off. Jasinee's bra and panties didn't last long either, leaving my lovely bride wearing a white lace garter belt, sheer white stockings and white satin heels. "Mmmm, that's nice, girl. It must be wasted on that sissy." Larry said. "But maybe not. Maybe our little fellow has a taste for pussy, too." He bent over and picked up my wife's panties and sniffed them. "Hey, boy. Your wife is hot. She's got all wet from thinking about my dick. Why don't you have a taste?" He stuffed my wife's panties into my mouth, and reached into his bag and pulled out a belt he then wrapped around my head, holding my wife's wet panties tight, and making an effective gag. "See how wet she is? Here, feel for yourself."My cock was near bursting as I watched Jasinee slowly unbutton Larry's shirt to expose his muscular torso. Bill was rubbing a finger up and down her pussy. She covered Larry's chest in kisses, slowly working her way down towards his crotch. With a naughty little smile over at me, Jasinee knelt down in front of them and slowly tugged down first Bill's and then Larry's and then Jim's underwear to reveal their semi-hard cocks. "Oh God, I love your big black cocks", moaned Jasinee as she began licking and sucking Larry's large rod until it grew to at least ten inches! "I bet my big black cock will look even better buried in that tight married pussy you got there," replied Larry. Turning towards me he added, "You sit there in the corner whitey, and don't move. Your whore of a wife is going to get the fucking of her life tonight, and afterwards she will be begging us to come back.""Yes," my wife laughed. "You sit there and play with yourself, while your unfaithful wife gets gang fucked by a bunch of black men with proper sized cocks."Jasinee switched her attention to Bill and within a couple of minutes his prick was also fully erect. I watched as my new bride wrapped her hands around his big cock and pumped him while sucking the top of his cock. Her hands, already somewhat small, looked tiny compared to the size of his cock. It was incredibly erotic to see her sweet hands, with her newly manicured nails, and wearing her wedding and engagement rings, pumping his thickly veined massive cock. I was mesmerized by this and could not move. Bill and Larry had by far the largest cocks I had ever seen, but when Jasinee had finished with Jim I was shocked to see that his manhood was almost as big as my forearm! As I learned later, Jasinee had concocted it all with her Uncle who saw the wedding as a great occasion to cash in on his prize prostitute. My pretty bride was absolutely fascinated with their cocks as she alternated between each of them, kissing and licking up and down the entire length of their shafts. "Suck my black cock, bitch," Jim ordered. "Show respect to that huge black meat, and maybe we will stretch that tight white whore's cunt with them, let you know what a real man feels inside you and give you the fucking of your life!"I watched my wife slowly swallow Jim's huge black cock all the way as she stared up at him. She continued until her nose was buried flat against his belly. She was making loud, vulgar slurping and swallowing. Ten minutes later he groaned and came in Jasinee throat as I watched her Adam's apple bob up and down to take his load. After enjoying my wife's oral worship of his cock, Bill lifted Jasinee up and placed her on the bed. He immediately moved up between her outstretched legs. Bill roughly shoved a couple of fingers into her pussy."This bitch is soaking wet!" he informed the others. "The idea of taking a load of black men is driving her crazy. She probably hasn't had a decent fuck for years!""I want a dozen sexy black men fucking me all night," she purred as Bill began to rub his giant ebony cockhead between Jasinee's juicy pussy lips. Just the touch of his prick on her clit so excited my wife that I saw Jasinee shudder in what looked to be her first orgasm of the night. I wasn't sure if it would fit in my wife's tight pussy. "Lay down back slut and finger your pussy, get yourself ready for my big black cock. I'm going to give that married slut hole of yours a stretching tonight." He told her.He gestured for me to come over. I obeyed. He took my free hand and slid it up her leg. I quickly groped for her pussy, which was definitely well lubricated. My cock shuddered as I felt her wetness, and I let out a muffled moan at the same time she gasped as my thumb found her clit. He let me play with my wife for a while and moved her so that her clit was right in front of my lips. He pushed me down to my knees between Jasinee's long legs and instructed me to lick her cunt to prepare it for him! My neck started to ache as I bent my head back to obey his unspoken command and licked my wife's clitoris. In a dream I obediently did as I was told, lapping my tongue the full length of her sweat and sour slit, with her bucking her cunt at my face. I could hear her moaning so I looked up and saw her licking and sucking Bill's cock, now fully erect. Squeezing itself clear from the foreskin. It looked all of a foot long. Jasinee reached down and took my hand. She pulled it towards where her mouth was pleasuring him.She looked up at me, her expression informing me as to the futility of dissent. I allowed her to pull my hand to the penis of the other man. Gently, her little hand closed my fingers around his warm wet shaft; it was big and strong, like the rest of him. It was pulsing with life, potency, and energy."Stroke me. Get this cock ready for your wife. She needs a real man's cock, not some sissy thing. Get this hard."Jasinee held my compromised hand in both of hers, pulling it up and down the long dark pole, following her own mouth. She lifted her head up to grin at me, still making me masturbate her black lover.I was holding another man by the dick, I was playing with his hard cock, and it excited me! I didn't know what to do; I was confused. So I just kept pulling his stiff cock, while eating my wife's pussy. It was a strange feeling full of conflicting emotions as I did Jasinee's bidding. I can't pretend it wasn't exciting me, but at the same time I felt revulsion.I could feel them moving, and I think that they were kissing again, but all I could see was my partner's dark-honey brown pubic hair. My hand was wrapped around his cock, and it was strange. I was used to having my tongue on my wife's vulva, and my hand around my own cock, but this was new. It was soft, and firm, and warm; but there was no echoing sensation from beneath my fingers, so it was different from when I stroked myself. The feel of the foreskin sliding over the hard shaft was, as was every sensation except the pain in my neck, intensely erotic."Get her wet all over for me," commanded Bill.I moved up her bottom and began to lick her anus. She had to stop sucking for a minute to moan as I tongue-fucked her asshole as deeply as I could, gripping her ass cheeks and spreading them as I lubricated her soft muscular anus with my spit. My cock sprung to life and became rock-hard as I contemplated how my wife was about to get reamed.Bill grinned and moved around behind my wife's splayed legs. I could see her holding his massive shaft, guiding that huge shining pink knob towards the soft folds of her pussy. He put the head of his massive cock at the entrance to her dripping wet pussy. He was clean and she had decided to go bareback. I knew this was a special pleasure for her and I was happy too. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her mound causing her to moan. She then put her legs over his shoulders and called me closer."Put him into me," she whispered, and I was forced to take his cock and slide it into the open pussy that had been denied to me on my wedding. I knew that he wasn't wearing a condom but Jasinee was yawning for sex. I watched as he slid his huge cock into her cunt. Bill pushed his unprotected hard-on deep inside my wife, and from his low moans I knew he was really appreciating the feel of my wife's pussy without a latex barrier. I was amazed at how easily he slid in. He long and as thick as Jasinee's wrist, but with her copious juices easing the way, his cock was soon buried balls deep in my beautiful wife."Oh God," she gasped, looking into the negro's eyes. "It feels so fucking good having you filling me so full and stretching me so wide. I'm all yours baby, show him how a black stud fucks his married white slut, show him how he has lost his wife's slit to a superior black lover!"I couldn't have imagined a more incredible wedding night as I softly rubbed my throbbing penis. Larry was standing near me sipping his champagne as he chuckled, "Man, I couldn't believe it when your wife said she wanted us to fuck her on her wedding night. But shit, it sure looks like you are enjoying yourself.""Yeah, she's the greatest." I responded and I couldn't help but bless the luck that had brought Jasinee and I together. "Does it make you feel useless as a man, seeing your bride's cunt being stretched like this?" Larry asked me. I didn't answer.From my vantage point at the foot of the bed all I could clearly see of my wife was her clean shaven pussy stretched wide around an immense ebony cock, the soft creamy globes of her arse cheeks resting on the bed and her high heels kicking wildly in the air. Jim was seated on the bed next to my wife and he was running his hands all over Jasinee's firm tits, pulling and teasing her erect nipples. I was furiously stroking my cock when Jim, reached back with one hand and began to toy with Jasinee's pink asshole. She squealed and twisted to smile at him. This in itself was enough to give me a tremendous climax as I spurted semen all over my wife's moist panties. Bill fucked my wife slowly but purposefully, pushing deep until his black balls were nestled tightly against her creamy Asian pussy lips, hitting the spot over and over and over until my wife cried out and shook with orgasm. As I watched her fucking those strangers with such lewd enthusiasm, I felt aroused and proud at this shocking behaviour. I loved her more than ever. I liked seeing his wife sucking strangers' dicks. She was both the perfect wife and the perfect bitch two sides of the same woman. She had these strangers' dicks in both holes now. I knew that most wives are sluts, offering their wet cunts to other men. At least mine would be doing it in the open with my full consent and not behind his back. At least most of the time.Bill moving his hips gently back and forth, muttering black mambo jumbo as Jasinee moaned with pleasure and worked herself against him, grinding her hips into him. Bill took her for almost thirty minutes, with Jasinee experiencing numerous orgasms. Larry and Jim were becoming somewhat impatient as they awaited their turns. They had sucked on her dark brown nipples and fed her their cock enough. As Bill fucked my wife doggie style, they both stood at the edge of the bed so that Jasinee could suck their massive rods. I, meanwhile, continued to masturbate to the sexy scene before me. Since I had previously brought myself off, I was able to hold back, timing myself so that at the same instant Bill threw back his head and grunted. Bill's cock was bumping up against Jasinee cervix and he could actually feel the small circular opening with the head of his cock.Jasineee knew there was a strong chance she might get pregnant, that she might already be pregnant. Those thoughts instead of fostering caution only seemed to excite her more. Digging her long nails into Bill's muscular ass, she pulled him further into her womb. I moved closer to get a better view of Bill's cock plunging into Jasinee's pussy just in time to witness his ball's tense up and to see his potent black sperm being pumped into her fertile belly. Jasinee felt it and squealed for Bill to knock her up, to give her his baby as she climaxed. Bill froze then looked at me. I flashed him a smile and a slight nod, suggesting it was all right. He jabbed his hips twice more causing his balls to tighten and fire more sperm into my bride's womb then rested with his thick cock trapping his sperm in her womb.I watched him cum in her nice married pussy. I too, came, shooting my cream for the second time all over Jasinee's panties. After their climax, Bill asked if she really wanted him to knock her up. Jasinee took his face in her hands and kissed him then looking at me she said, "Tony wants to see my belly swell with your baby and so do I. Shoot that black cum deep in my belly and show my husband how you can make me come."When Bill pulled out of my wife, he got up off the bed and invited Larry to take his place. Larry immediately mounted my wife, his large cock filling her completely. She became a total slut bucking and asking him to fuck her as he rammed his cock into her. Soon she began to climax once again. "Baby, you've got one hot little pussy. I'm going to make sure you don't ever forget this night, that's for sure."Hearing this, Jasinee glanced over at me and sighed, "I love you, Tony. So far this has been the best day of my life."Jasinee's attention was soon diverted by the pleasurable sensations emanating from her saturated love canal. Larry fucked my wife for at least thirty minutes until he, too, came in her clasping pussy. She screamed out a powerful orgasm as she felt his cum splashing inside her. He was quickly replaced by Jim. As Jim eased his enormous rod into my wife, Jasinee sighed in pleasure. Soon, Jasinee started thrashing on the bed as his black cock worked its way into the depth of her cunt, her pussy clinging tightly to his cock. He fucked her like that for twenty minutes and then I saw his buttocks tense and he held himself inside her as he emptied his balls into the soul of her being. After a few minutes he rolled off and I saw that, though now softening, his cock was still huge. "Come over here and clean up your wife like a good husband." She sighed.I didn't need a second invitation and I dove between Jasinee's thighs and began to lick up their combined juices. She laughed as she contracted her pussy muscles pushing a large glob of cum into my mouth causing me to choke. I licked for several minutes bringing Jasinee to what was probably her third orgasm. Jasinee looked directly in my eyes and said, "I want Jim to fuck my arse. But before that, I want you to jack off over it and rub in your spunk. Be sure to rub some over my cunt too so Jim can ease himself in."I stood immobile. Unsure whether this was some teasing game.My fingers went to my stiff little dick and played around it lightly. Jim looked at me and added, "If you don't hurry up and squirt over her, I'll have to force this in her," he gripped his cock, "and without and lube she may get ripped open. It's happened before."Within seconds, I shot my load all across her buttocks and up the small of her back. With my penis still spasming I quickly rubbed the sperm into her buttocks. Jim went first, lubricating her with my spunk and easing his thick black fuckstick into my wife's ass ever so slowly. After Jim worked the head in, he pushed his dick about halfway in before Jasinee cried out in pain. He went even slower than before and closed his eyes.Jasinee and Jim made love for almost twenty minutes while I masturbated to another incredible orgasm. He let out a yell and pumped my wife full of semen. As he pulled out, Jasinee's anus closed tightly behind him, trapping the precious sticky fluid inside her. It would have been more natural to let her anus gape, but she was saving that special feeling for me.I immediately leapt onto the bed and began to kiss and caress my sexy wife. Her face shone, her freshly fucked womanhood was brimming with negro cum. My innocent bride was also an adulterous whore on the game, avidly screwing and defiling her body, shamelessly impure, unclean, sinful corrupt but tremendously beautiful.I knew there was no way my cock could compare with the three massive members of her male friends that had recently mated with her, fucking and taking the purity of my with dirty extreme pleasure my pretty bride. So, rather than fucking my sweet bride, I decided to lap up the juices oozing from her well-fucked opening. Jasinee's pussy was so loose from Bill, Jim and Larry's huge cocks that my tongue immediately slipped deep inside her and gobs of tasty spunk flooded my mouth from her stretched beautiful hairless pussy."Oh Tony, that's it. Suck the cum from my pussy," moaned Jasinee as she rolled over on top of me grinding her creamy snatch into my face. For the next ten minutes I licked and sucked the juice from Jasinee's pussy while at the same time she sucked my throbbing erection. During this time, Jasinee climaxed once. After a few more minutes she instructed me to fuck her arse.She didn't have to say it twice. I rolled her to her hands and knees and got into position behind her, running my hands over her swollen breasts and stomach, then up to her hips and her arse cheeks. Her anus was now spread open, but since it was pointed upward there was no chance of losing the semen. I pushed my cock into her asshole and was rewarded with the slick smooth feel of the other man's semen rushing around my cock. As I pulled out and pushed in, fucking her slightly faster than she had been fucked that whole night, cum started dripping out from around my cock and down her crack, dripping into her gaping cunt; some even squirted out and hit my stomach. I pulled out all the way, examined my cock to make sure there was no shit on it, and plunged it into my wife's birth canal, in the process pushing in the cum that was sliding all over her nether regions. Jasinee was going wild and screaming, saying, "Fuck my dirty ass! Fuck my ass. Yes! Oh fuck me!" After a bit she calmed down, until I went back to the ass, and then back to the pussy, giving her ten strokes in one and then ten in the other, mixing her homemade milkshake as best I could. Finally I could stand no more and added my seed to the mixture, blasting my second load of the night inside my wife and pumping what little sperm remained in my balls into my wife. Even after I had come, I remained so engrossed with licking and sucking Jasinee's pussy so that I didn't even notice that Jasinee had begun sucking Bill's cock again. Before long I felt Jasinee's hands on my head as she pushed me away so that Bill could move up between her legs. The two of them began to passionately screw and before long they were joined on the bed by Larry and Jim. I was then sent away so that they could carry on their wedding night fucking in private. I decided to give the four of them a little privacy and so I quietly left the bedroom and promptly fell asleep on the small couch in the other room.It was almost three o-clock in the morning when I awoke to find Jasinee's lips on mine. "Jesus, I'm such a slut," she said. "Oh sweetheart, I love you," whispered my wife while taking my hand and leading me into the bedroom. The guys had just recently left and the room still had the musky aroma of semen mixed with Jasinee's pussy juices. Jasinee was exhausted from her sexual marathon with the three guys.She looked at me, coyly an provocatively and asked, "Does it not bother you that another man's babies are inside me now? That he's a black man? That your little white wife is now probably pregnant with undetermined black bastard? You saw how those blacks were fucking me. They could make any married woman happy with what's between their black thighs!"I put my hand on her sticky wet crack, collected a potent mixture of pussy juice, the semen of three men with a dash of arse flavour, and put four fingers in her mouth. The unique taste surprised and delighted her. "That's so fucking delicious - give me more." So I did, scooping up handfuls of the mixture and feeding it to her until her mouth and face were as sticky and smelly as her ass and pussy. I breathed in deeply, savouring the aroma of an Asian slut wife doing what she does best.I kissed her and smiled. She kissed me passionately and added, "Next time you come back to Thailand you bring your foreign exwife with you. I'll have those negros fuck her pussy well and make her come like a bitch. Maybe she get used to it too and give you another black baby?"That was too much, I pulled her down, kissed her lustfully and fucked her, unwittingly adding my sperm to theirs, pushing it all back inside her. After we both instantly fell asleep in each other's arms.Jasinee left me last night and I have not seen her again for some time. I can still hear her moan or scream out as she comes in my mind. Her visa would take a few weeks to come through before she could join me. That morning, as I prepared my things for departure she phoned me up. Her voice was much calmer now, resolved. She tells me that she loved me very much, that she had been thinking about me non stop even at work and is so sad she cannot go with me to the airport - she is in her accounting class. We talked about how we were going to correspond, that I would set up a special e-mail account for her and we ended by telling each other how much we loved the other and promising to keep in touch every day.She is so beautiful, her breasts are lovely and round and her pussy is shaven so she can make love easier most probably. I don't mind, I'm just a bit jealous I cannot have her all to myself, but then she can't have me fully either. She has asked nothing of me and given me so much emotionally, refusing to take any gifts from me apart from my love. I do not know how I am going to cope without her especially now that we are married and just waiting for her spousal visa to come through. We will exchange message through the Internet and phone but I miss her already. I spoke to her sister On. She spoke English well and was curious to meet me.The first time we made love was the best sex I had ever had. I did all the right things, careful to arouse her first and make her come even before I entered her. I can make any woman come if I really try."Honey, I want you to buy me sexy clothes too. You know, crotchless panties, short micro skirts, tight tops and stockings so I can start work right away in the UK. Do some part time escorting. Maybe not the first day, but very soon after I arrive. You do not want me to get bored, do you? And I get bored easily and need money. I do not want to depend on you for that and keep asking. I can earn a little in the daytime and maybe some evenings too. Do not worry, I will not work every evening. After I finish, when I come home, you can suck me out and clean her with your tongue if you wish. Those white cocks over there will look nice in my dark adulterously juicy pussy. Nice and juicy with their sperm."She made me so hard we fucked all night. What she had predicted was soon to pass. Shortly after our marriage and return to the UK she became twitchy. Our love making slowed down and she became depressed. Realising this I became desperate and tried to arouse her.Finally at wits end I made up my mind and told her to get dressed like a whore and come with me to a London hotel. I told her she would make me so hard especially with other men admiring her. The idea appealed to her and we set off for our little adventure.Jasinee got dressed taking her time. She has a lovely body and is always admiring herself in the mirror, fixing herself, looking sexy to arouse other men. I knew that at heart she was just a slutty horny whore.She attracted quite a lot of attention and some remarks in the lobby bar. When I returned from the toilet she told me that one customer had come up to her and propositioned her. She asked my permission to pop up to his room with him briefly. "We are short of cash and this will tie me over. The cash is easy and will come in handy," she pleaded. "Honey let me get her wet. It will do me good and make me all horny for you. I promise. I will let him fill me with cum then you can lick me out."I shook my head, jealous angry and incredibly aroused."You would like them to fuck me, wouldn't you honey?" She insisted, squeezing my hard cock through my pants discretely. "You want to make me and see me happy, don't you? You know how much I like it. How much I enjoy feeling their cocks inside me. You know that when I am horny I like to be fucked by a strong virile man. I need some variety too honey, like with food. Not always the same cock so I can appreciate you better. Don't worry you can fuck me every day and get my pussy ready for the punters."Her talk made me so horny I had to go to the bathroom again. When I got back she had disappeared. I waited with anger desperation and arousal for one hour for her to reappear. She kissed me and straightened her hair. She looked tired but elated."Sorry, Honey. I could not resist. He offered me $200. We need the money. I want a little spending money in my pocket. It's better than always being short. Like that I can buy things and help you. You always say I deserved that. No harm was done. He fucked me very. Do not worry, I still love you the same if not more for understanding me. I love you and only you. That is just working and a little fun. It is nothing I have not done before. It makes me feel free and happy. He was so young and fresh honey. I wanted to fuck him and ride his cock." She explained slowly as if to a child.I asked her quietly if she had come. She looked at me sideways and said, "You know I can't help cumming when I have a man inside me. I made sure I took his sperm inside especially for you."I guessed that she was just a horny whore who didn't mind hopping onto a strange cock right in front of me and liked getting paid cash to fuck. Women are funny. My wife Jasinee had to buy a new outfit before heading to a cheap motel to be fucked. Why are the proper clothes so important for a married slut when all she's going to get is a dick in her mouth and a cock up her ass! All these studs want to do is pull my wife's new clothes off and pound her cunt.I soon became used to watching as men stuffed their cocks into her mouth. Most didn't even bother to get her clothes off before they fucked her face and shot sperm in her mouth. Some guys liked her to strip before they fucked her! Others fucked her with all her clothes on, They just had her spread her legs and hold her panties aside while they pounded her married cunt and ass! But other guys are real gentlemen, and will give her a break after they've fucked her once or twice. They will take her to dinner then it was back to the hotel room to be fucked some more! Mostly I would watch her as she sucked their cocks in her pretty mouth then spread her legs offering them her sweet pussy.Sometimes I fucked her with the other guys but usually I fucked her after they had finished with her. I usually dropped her off at the other man's hotel room so he can have my wife all to himself and she could be his private little whore. My wife Jasinee spends a lot of time in hotel rooms getting fucked by other men with my permission of course. Many men have now had the pleasure of fucking my wife and the pleasure is usually mutual. She loves to suck big black dick and can't get enough of a good pounding of hard cock in her cunt and up her ass. So when David called me Wednesday at the last minute and said he was in town on business and wanted to know if my wife was available for fucking I said "Absolutely."She wasn't sure what to wear so I picked out an appropriately slutty outfit for her and she dressed. As usual, I shaved her pussy smooth for her date then she got in the shower. She pulled on her stocking then sat down in front of her dressing table to get her make up just right. My wife wanted to look especially sexy for her dates on Sunday night. I had set her up with a series of punters.When she came down stairs, I almost lost my breath. She looked so sexy! She looked fantastic, and I wanted to have her there and then. Jasinee's curved figure was squeezed into a sexy tight fitting short skirt that revealed her panties. There was no room for a bra and all she was wearing under it was a tiny pair of scanty laced panties. When she walked she showed her pointed breasts obviously naked under the thin, trembling material. She also wore black high heels and her black stockings had some sort of pattern on them. She swirled in front of me, posing and looking at herself from different angles. She looked at herself in the mirror I could tell that she was getting a thrill. Her tight skirt was too short and barely covered her arse. I walked up to her and gave her a passionate kiss and hug. My hands fell to her bottom and I gave her a squeeze. I squeezed her tightly and said, "Every man that sees you will want to fuck you senseless and you know it!" I exclaimed with glee.My wife was a hot looking piece of ass ready to be delivered to David at his hotel. It took all my self-control to keep my hands off her and my dick out of her. She offered to suck my cock but I said "No." I didn't want to diminish my excitement.At 6 p.m. we drove to his hotel and valet parked the car then went in. When we walked through the hotel lobby people stared at her. She whispered to me "everyone must think I'm a hooker." I said "maybe, but let's face it, you are a whore on your way up to be fucked... and all the guys staring, are wishing it was their cock you were about to suck. When she walked through the hotel lobby her nipples were poking through the see through material, obviously a slut on her way to be fucked... but little did the guys who ogled her know that she was my wife and that I was taking her up to another man's room to be fucked. Delivering my slut wife so she could service him. Little did they know that my gorgeous classy wife was a whore who in just a few minutes would be opening her mouth to suck cock and spreading her legs for this businessman in town for the night and making her mouth, pussy, and asshole available for his pleasure to use as he wished.As soon as my wife walked in the room, he kissed her and as he did he pulled her short skirt up over her ass and fingered her fine pussy. My wife was at her best. Like a cheap whore, she got right down on her knees and sucked his big black dick. Like the cock slut she is, she opened wide and swallowed his cock with all her clothes still on, too hungry for cock to undress. He grabbed my wife's head and fucked his dick in and out of her mouth letting her up for air every minute or so then pushing his large cock back past her sucking lips. She kept her face upturned for him so he could get as much of his cock into her throat as he could. After a few minutes he yelled out her name calling my beautiful wife his "white cum slut". My wife moaned "MMMMM" as he shot roped of sperm into her mouth then swallowed big gulps of cum down her throat. Finally he pulled his cock out of her mouth and squeezed the last few drops of out of his black dick and into her open waiting mouth then he told her to get up on the bed. Quickly, she was up and on her back spreading her legs and offering him her soft shaved pussy with cum smeared from the corner of her mouth across her cheek. He remained hard as a rock, and I grabbed her ankles and pulled them back as he shoved his cock deep into her wet cunt. I held my wife's legs apart for a few minutes as he drove his black cock in and out of her twat. He fucked her hard for over an hour, the bed creaking loudly and my wife moaning with each thrust of his cock into her. In the end, he groaned and warned her he was cumming. I watched his back arch and saw him pull her hips to his groin as he shot his load of cum inside my wife."That great. Thank you!" he told us. My wife giggled, "Do you want to give me a few minutes and we will do it again?" She replied.He laughed as he pulled his cock out of her."Thank you but I have to go but I would love to see you again." "It's alright my sweet slut, the night is still young and there are a other cocks out there just itching for your sexy pussy." I snickered. I began to fuck her knowing that I could not last very long. Her pussy was sloppy with cum and my cock loved the feel of my wife's just fucked pussy. "Your pussy feels well used. It feels so sexy. I'm going to cum in your slut pussy and then we are going to find some more cocks for you to fuck. You want to get fucked some more tonight, don't you slut?" My wife was really into it now as she replied, "Yes I'll fuck any cock you tell me to." "Wow!" I thought. My wife dressed and we went down stairs to meet the second customer. I looked at my watch 7 p.m. Right on time. His name was James and he was in town on business. I had confirmed everything over the phone with him and he was here to collect his "married white Ho for black dick!" James was also staying in the same hotel it was all very easy. He gave gives her his hotel key and told her to go and wait for him while he finished the business arrangements with me. When he arrived at his hotel room my wife is sitting on the bed waiting where a good little whore belongs. He unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. James told my wife Jasinee to open her pretty mouth so he could stuff his long black dick down her throat. He grabbed her head and fucked her face hard, pushing her head down on his dick till it was all stuffed down her throat. He let her up for air then stuffed his cock down her throat again till he finally shot his load down there."Get on the floor on your knees you horny bitch!" He commanded.My wife obeyed. She got down on the floor and was fucked by his hard black cock. She submitted to a pounding from his 10 inch black pole in her cunt and up her ass! Finally, when he had had enough of her cunt, he made her kneel on the floor, stuffed his cock back in her mouth and face fucked her some more. Soon he pulled his dick out of my wife's mouth and told her to jack him off. My wife pumped his cock with her hand while he holds her head in front of his cock till his huge load of cum was sprayed all over her pretty face and hair! She looked up at him when he's done. Her face covered in cum! What a wife! What a whore!It was nine thirty by the time we had met up with the third man in a near-by hotel. Jack opened the door in his shorts and his cock already hard. When he saw her he told me he intended to pay me double but he wanted fuck her like a good married whore till her legs wobble! He was eager to "cut to the chase" which meant he wanted his dick in my wife's mouth ASAP. She was only too happy to oblige and dropped down to there knees fully dressed and began sucking his cock. He let her suck leisurely for a few minutes then he grabbed her hair and began thrusting his hips and fucked her face in earnest. After a few minutes of fucking my wife's mouth and burying his dick down her throat, he told her to get up on the bed.He pulled her tiny black panties off, pushed her legs apart and shoved his hard cock into her wet cunt. He pushed her legs back beside her head fucked her hard for a few minutes then turned her over doggie style and began pounding her twat as hard as he could. He didn't last as long and shot a load into her slick pussy after ten minutes or so. He was done with my wife in under a half hour. My wife put her panties back on and we made our way back to car and on to the 11 p.m. appointment. Her fourth. I kind of felt like the UPS man delivering my wife to this guy so he could fuck her. I was only too happy to do so because there is nothing I enjoy more than my slutty wife spreading her legs and watching a horny guy really give her little twat a good hard workout. It was my friend Charles. I had promised that she would 'fit him in'. Charles didn't have much time. He was only in town for the day and had to catch a flight. He walked in the door and my wife wasted no time in getting his cock out of his pants and in her mouth as he sat on the couch in the living room. Charles sat back and relished my wife's lips around his dick. It had been a few weeks since his last business trip and he missed her hot talented mouth swallowing his dick down.As great as Jasinee's cocksucking was, Charles wanted to fuck her. He really missed sinking his dick into my wife tight cunt. He pulled her mouth off his cock and led her to our bedroom. Her pussy was shaved smooth so Charles wanted a taste. He crawled between her legs and sucked her clit as she lifted her legs up high. After a few minutes of lapping her twat he reared up and drove his cock into her wet cunt. He fucked her hard and fast and shot his cum in her hole quickly. He needed that!I pulled out my cock and Jasinee sucked us both hard so she could get more dick in her quickly. We took turns fucking her as she sucked the other's cock. I shot my first load in her mouth and sat back to snap pics as she went to work on Charles as he sat in the chair.Just like before, Charles pulled her mouth off his dick after a few minutes because he wanted his cock in her hot twat as much as possible. Jasinee bounced up and down on his hard dick as he sat in the chair. When she tired, she lay back and he continued to fuck her, shoving his cock in and out of her beautiful cunt.Charles wanted something "special" and told Jasinee he wanted to fuck her in the ass. I suggested we DP her. Charles loved that idea. He still remembered how we both had our cocks in her last time. Jasinee came over to the bed where I sat snapping the pics and lowered her cunt down on my cock facing me. Charles came up behind her and pressed his hard cock to her tight little asshole as I fucked her twat. She let out a yell as Charles popped his cock inside her ass and shoved it all the way in. Jasinee was moaning out loud as both cocks drive in and out of her hot holes.I shot my load off first pushing my dick as far up her twat as was possible filling her cunthole with my sperm. Charles started shouting Jasinee's name as he drove his hard dick up my wife's ass and fired off his second load of cum deep in her hole. After a minute we popped our dicks out of her and I grabbed the camera as Charles turned Jasinee around for the cream pie pics. My cum wass dripping out of her cunt but Charles's sperm didn't leak out of her ass for a few more minutes. He must have had his cock up her asshole as far as he could when he shot his off. Charles took a fast shower and dressed quickly. He thanked my wife for being the great slut she is and thanked me for letting him fuck her again. He said he'll be in town for a week next time and would like to fuck her as much as possible then. I told him I'd make sure my little whore was ready for him when he hit town again and maybe invite a third guy to stuff her mouth while we DP'd her again.It was just gone midnight when we arrived at the fifth customer's hotel. She left me sitting in the bar wondering what my wife was doing with a strange man up in motel room. I was very exciting but after half an hour sneaked around to peer in. My wife had her feet pointing to the ceiling and he was pounding his cock into her as she moaned his name.It was one thirty in the morning when we turned up at the last appointment. After introducing the client to my wife in the bar he offered her a drink and began to fondle her discretely. He was joined by his business associate who watched, licking his lips nervously. After a few minutes of flirting he whispered in my wife's ear. She smiled at his associate and acted a little embarrassed. He whispered in her ear again and my wife said, "Okay if you want me too." Then turning to me, my wife would said, "Honey do you mind if I go upstairs with them for a few minutes?" I gave them a price and when they agreed I announced that I had some phone calls to make and I would wait for them in the bar. The men took my wife arm in arm up to his room. I waited for the next couple of hours while they fucked my wife.I knew they would love to share my wife. She's a great cocksucker, an incredible fuck. My wife really was enjoying being a whore on this occasion. I had instructed my wife on what she was to do to this client and told him my wife would do whatever he wished. She told me later that she had got on her knees and sucked the client's cock. She had pulled his ass toward her till his cock was deep into her throat. She sucked his tool while he moved his hips back and forth fucking my wife's pretty face. When she tasted the pre cum on her tongue my wife pulled off his cock so he won't shoot off in her mouth yet. My wife had stood up and moved over to the bed and lay down on her back. Her second man had gone over to her and kissed her tasting client's cock on my wife's tongue. He had then reached down and slid my wife panties down to her knees then lifted her legs up and pulled them off. He had spread my wife's legs apart and revealed her beautiful pussy to his associate. He had inserted a finger into my wife's twat and spread her cunt lips apart to show him hot wet she was. He had then pushed his finger into my wife's mouth so she could taste her sweetness. My wife had grabbed his finger and sucked it deep into her mouth. It was 2 a.m. when we got to the seventh trick for the evening. I was pimping her to another black guy. My hot bitch has a talented mouth, a well-used slutty pussy, and a fierce desire to please me and tonight I was putting it to the full test.As soon as she entered his motel room Jasinee pointed out that she's a whore wife and she explains that her husband doesn't know she's a prostitute. He thinks she's downtown helping out at a homeless shelter. She needed a reason to be out of the house and hubby actually believed that one.Then my whore white knelt between his legs, wearing only thigh-high white stockings and white boots, and pulled his pants down. My wife Jasinee opened her pretty mouth so he could stuff his long black dick down her throat. She sucked his dick and he groaned with pleasure. He guided her movements with his hand on her head. Precum formed on his big cock as she ministered to it with her talented hot, wet mouth. My hot slut gave him one of the wettest, sloppiest blowjobs I had seen in a long time.When he was hard and erect, she stood up and smiled at him slyly. He put a finger in her mouth and sucked at it looking him in the eyes lustfully. He pulled his finger from my wife's mouth and guided he her onto the bed. He pulled her thighs apart and when she spread her legs he ran two fingers over my wife's pussy, gently separating her lips and revealing her cunt hole. "You are nearly ready for me to fuck you," he announced.He leaned down and licked her pussy to being sure to suck on her swollen clit. When she groaned he knelt down between her legs and shoved his hard cock deep into my wife's cunt. I peered in the window and watch as my client fuck my wife.He began to pound her cunt hard. I watched my wife with her legs spread as she moaned while giving back to every thrust my client gave her. She was doing everything she could to so he would be pleased with her. I would have loved to go over to her, bend down, wipe her brow and kiss her lips as she continued her fuck.Finally he pulled his cock out of my wife's cunt, gets her back on her knees, fucked her face again, then he had her jack him off. I watched her stoke his dick and spray his sperm all over her own face. He left my little cum faced whore a slutty mess! After the client was done fucking my wife I told her what a good job she did in entertaining my client. I wouldn't even let her clean up her cum-splattered cunt. I watched as she pulled up her not to clean panties onto her messy pussy and belly. She fastened her shirt belt and put on her black top, kissed her punter good-bye.I thanked my wife's lover for providing such a fabulous woman for his enjoyment. I suggested that next time we take turns fucking my wife for the rest of the night.I took the bitch home. She was not done working yet. She still had to spread her legs and take a good hard cunt pounding! It seemed like the work of a housewife is never done! I fucked her myself as her rewardSoon we were alone in bed."I liked the whole performance," I said to her with a lewd smile. "Very good baby. You're the best. Do you like being a little whore for me?""Uh... yes," my wife answered breathlessly.I kissed her and said, "That's my naughty little girl. Let them fuck you well.""I've been such a nasty slut. Look... look at all the cum those black men left in my pussy for you. Eat it, darling. Do it. Eat their hot cum from my whore pussy," Kiya gurgled, spreading her lips for him, causing some of the cum to run out of her cunt and onto her thighs.Shaking with desire, I looked at her eyes. "You fucking slut!" I snapped pretending to be angry. "How many were there this time?""Seven. Seven different men. And they all fucked my pussy and came inside my vagina. Now eat it, you fucker. Eat their cum out of my hot, slutty pussy," Jasinee groaned, her eyes mere slits now, as she fought to keep them open, so close to coming she could hardly wait for the feel of her husband's lips on her cum-filled cunt."Yes. Yes, I think I will, you dirty bitch," I moaned, dropping to his knees in front of the scummy open hole with the river of cum flowing out of it. "Oh GODDD!" I grunted, falling forward, letting my face fall into the hot cum. I stuck out his tongue and inserted it inside Kiya's cunt, tasting the cum, sucking it out of her, the cum of seven other men she'd just fucked. Amazingly, I was still hard, and I began masturbating again as I ate her, feeling yet another orgasm building deeply within my balls, and my mind.**The next evening I did not have anyone else lined up so I told her to get dressed and go to work on the street. My married white whore left by the door to the garage.The next morning I was sitting reading. Jasinee walked in with a punter, Jason, and handed me the day's earning's so far. I counted it as she sucked his cock as Jason watched. He grabbed her head and forcefully mouth-fucked the hot slut. He blew a massive load into her mouth. She let it spill out for everyone to see. Then Jason lay her on her back on the bed, pushed her tiny skirt up around her waist then began fucking her as I watched. His hands push down heavily on her thighs, pressing her knees back near her ears, he pumped this hot slut for a good long time. Then he grabbed her ankles and spread her as wide as he can. Finally they take a short break, but she continued teasing Jason, stroking him to keep him very hard, while stroking her pussy at the same time. She then turned onto her side, and Jason climbed up and started fucking her that slutty pussy. Her mouth opened wide and her eyes closed as Jason fucked her to one long, continuous climax, pumping his considerable load into her belly.ENDEpilogue: Real LettersLondonFrom, Jasinee Kangjunworkul - [email protected] How are you today? I hope you miss me and I miss you a lot. This my address: Yasinee Kangjunworkul 86/1 Moo.5 Sukhapiban 1 Rd. Bangsrimaung Uomper Maung Nantabiry 11000 Thailand I will tell you what I want to do in my job. Baby I don't work again Love, MayMy Dearest Jasinee,First I want to tell you that I was so happy to receive your e-mail when I got to my hotel. It was a long flight to London and I was thinking of you EVERY SECOND!You ask if I miss you? Does the Earth need the Sun? You are my light, the centre of my life. Every breath I take I live for you. I miss you so terribly, my dearest. I miss your smile, I miss your voice, but most of all I miss you. It happened so fast but my feelings for you are so strong that I know inside me that my life can never be the same for me again as it was without you. First you must know that I believe that love is the ONLY thing that matters in life -EVERYTHING else has no meaning - money, houses, sickness, career, cars even friends drift away. Life has terrible challenges and there are so many problems and challenges, lack money, failure at works, sickness ... The only happiness there is comes from what nothing can buy - love. I will never hurt you for I will never stop loving you so you must not be afraid - I will always be with you in your heart. I NEVER take love back. I have always cared for my mother, my children and family - now I love you.We have both had difficult lives (yours more difficult than mine) and this is why I understand and forgive what you have done. -Write and tell me about yourself; you can do it off-line in the reply window then reconnect. I am impatient to see you already and I am grateful with the little time we did have. I would have liked to spend every moment with you when I was in Bangkok and please promise that when we are together in future we will spend every single second with each other. In the meantime I have to be patient, even if I do not want to be!I have to tell you how happy I was to read what you said in your note - that you will do something else -that you will not work again. Even though I say nothing to you and understand, you know that it hurts me because 1. it hurts you. It must be very horrible and I cannot stand anyone hurting or exploiting someone I love 2. I love you and only make love with you and no one else.You have courage and honesty and I admire your strength (the way you are studying to make a better life for example) so I believe you when you say you will stop work and do something else. I will think about it and write to you next time about this. Jasinee, you know that I will ALWAYS be with you, in you heart, to hold your hand and help you with your decisions for as long as you love me - which I hope is forever. You are far away but we must try to share everything we can together, thoughts, dreams, advice and love. I only hope that I can help give you the strength and love you deserve. Your heart and feelings are pure and for this I adore you. Know that you will always by my Princess.With tender love and affection always. Dearest Jasinee,I was so upset to hear what had happened. I could not stop thinking of it. I am so sad. Rest assured, I do not blame you - I am just so hurt and angry with all the people exploiting you. I would rather die than let my daughter prostitute herself so yes it is HARD for me to understand that ANY parent who loves their child would allow this to happen. You saw my daughters. They are lovely. If someone hurt them I would kill them. Would you not protect your daughter? You were angry that I did not understand. I accept that you are hurt. We must not give up hope. We must find a way out of this together. You tell me everything so I can understand. We must look for a solution. Tell me, the girls in your accounting class are they all prostitutes? How do they live? What do they do different?You said that you are bad for me, You are right and you are wrong. You hurt me by your work and I am so afraid it will kill all that is good in you, your feelings, your dreams, your love for me. I want to be proud of you, not afraid for you. You are also good for me, You love me selflessly (not thinking of you) and only ask me for love. That is real love and that is why you deserve so much love from me, from life. As for me, the biggest happiness in my life is to hear you say you love me. You know now how much I love you and always will be there for you.You are right that I do need to understand you. It will take time and you must teach me. Please do not be angry with me. This is very difficult for me too. I love you so much and I really only want you to be happy and it hurts me that you are not.With love |
pams.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/pams.txt | I just wanted to get this story off my chest. I have been married three years to a beautiful lady named Pam. Physically she is awesome... blonde, blue eyes, 4'10 and a luscious 110 pounds. Pam's life was hardscrabble, orphaned at an early age and growing up in various foster homes. She found time to excel both scholastically and athletically. A level 10 gymnast, Pam received a college scholarship where she was all conference and academic all-American. An injury in her junior year ended her gymnastics career but she found time to be an undergraduate assistant and marry me. I work full time at the university and first met Pam at the gymnasium. It was love at first sight, her petiteness, her smile, her shyness, her little girl voice and her body just floored me. I'm no young college stud to say the least but Pam admitted later she married me because I provided security and financial support something she lacked her entire life. When we married Pam was 21 and I was 32. Upon graduation Pam became the University's assistant strength and conditioning coach, a job she relished since Pam had access to exercise equipment that kept her in top shape. We talked about starting a family but we mutually agreed to wait two more years so Pam could establish a firm footing at her new job. Looking back these three years were the halcyon years...I never been happier and then the roof caved in.At the age of 24 Pam physically was as hot as ever. Superior muscle tone...flexing her biceps turned me on to no end and not only me more about that later. Her greatest physical attributes are her breasts...rather large for such a small frame and rock hard with cherry nipples. Many men at this university have tried to hit on her both before and after we took our marriage vows. She rejected all advances and I was not jealous. I took it as a compliment. If I was in their shoes I would be hitting on her too. When we decided to start a family a problem arose that confounded us for six months. Our sex life was great she went off the pill but could not conceive. The results of a physical examination devastated us. My sperm count was too low and the chances for conception with me as the father were virtually nil. She wanted desperately to get pregnant and be a mother. Pam craved the family life she never had. I was sympathetic and came up with two possibilities, adoption or surrogate fatherhood. Pam was not against adoption per se but she was adamant to having her own baby. That left surrogate fatherhood, two paths here a trip to the sperm bank to artificially inseminate an egg in my wife's womb or finding a suitable man to have sex with my wife and impregnate her. It was unsettling to both of us to not know who the father would be so we decided on the second choice. This was a crossroads for me, not in my wildest dreams would I ever imagine Pam having sex with another man. Pam was pure as the driven snow sexually. A virgin prior to marriage and a faithful wife since. Surprisingly Pam was exuberant over the decision, I was expecting a great reluctance and after thinking about it a total rejection of the idea by her. But I must say visualizing Pam having sex with another man turned me on. The question now was who?Pam threw another curve ball to me she had another man in mind already. Bobby was his name, 21 years old, lacrosse player and an honor student. They had met in a gym class and Pam had instructed him in the weight room. Like so many of these young male college students he wanted to fuck my wife senseless and told my wife so. My wife said he had the physical attributes and breeding and would be the ideal biological father. It was agreed Pam would handle all the details. I refused to become a cuckold husband in the conventional sense watching her screw another man. I just wanted Pam to be happy. In two weeks time Pam announced all arrangements had been made. She contacted Bobby saying she wanted to start an affair and their first coupling would be Friday night. I noted she did not give Bobby the true reason for their upcoming sexual rampage namely surrogate fatherhood. It then dawned on me she was already in love with this man. I had never seen her so excited that particular week, buying new sexy clothes, perfume and exercising everyday. On Friday she looked super hot... she was ready to be fucked and she was going to be fucked. Part IV of the story is hers as given to me by Pam. Out of disgust and jealousy I took out some of the more vulgar oral sex language that was used.***Bobby greeted me at the door with open arms. His laser blue eyes were desirous. Bobby's off campus apartment was small but his dick was huge. I could see a bulge in his pants anticipating what was coming next. I wore athletic shorts and a dark blue sleeveless leotard which highlighted my super rock hard tits and nipples and revealed my very firm biceps something that turned on both Bobby and my husband. After a very thorough oral stimulation on the couch Bobby cradled me in his powerful arms and carried me into the bedroom. Bobby loved my muscle tone. I flexed my biceps for him and this sent his manhood into high gear. My pussy was already soaked from oral stimulation and my clit had popped open like a spring flower. Bobby, fully erect quickly found the seam in my blonde rug. He eased the tip of his beautiful heart shaped stalk into my vagina thrusting back and forth lubricated by my love juices. My orgasm was so intense I nearly passed out. He came quickly and his stalk erupted in torrents of semen containing his beautiful squiggly sperm. I loved this man had been so since I first met him in the gym. We made love many more times in the weeks ahead, his potency was awesome, fill after fill, it was just a matter of time. Two months later voila as they say I was pregnant, a dream come true. Seven months later I gave birth to a beautiful son, a chip off the old block. I named the baby after his biological father which infuriated my husband. ***After conception I reminded Pam of our agreement, no more sex with Bobby or any other man but me. She did so but it was only a pause in their affair. After the baby was born she resumed her affair with Bobby and this time it was cheating.I found out later their fucking sessions were more intense and passionate than ever before. Sure enough my wife's lover impregnated her again! The story ends here along with my marriage. This surrogate fiasco was my idea and have no one to blame but myself. |
uncomfortable.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/uncomfortable.txt | "You know Margie, that hot new woman in my department?" said Bert."The one who's your boss?" said Winnie."Not exactly," said Bert. "She reports to my boss, too, but at a higher level, and sometimes I have to work for her on a project. But that's the one. I have been lusting for her for six months, and I found out yesterday she was a lesbian."If Winnie didn't already know, she could have told from the tone of his voice that this excited him much more than if Margie had actually come on to him.His crude observation didn't bother her at all. When it came to other women, he was all talk but no action. After they started going out together, she was dismayed the first time he started talking about one of her girlfriends in lurid detail. She was amazed at how he could describe every body part and fill in what he didn't see with his imagination. And then he'd go into detail about what he'd like to do with all those glands and openings. She was too shocked to say anything, although she knew she should have slapped him. And when she told her friend, the friend soon became an ex-friend, because not only was she flattered, but she tried to steal Bert away.That's when Winnie found out about Bert. He told her how her friend had approached him and how upset he had been. "But you told me what you wanted to do with her?" said Winnie. "Why didn't you jump her right then?""Oh, that was just my testosterone talking," he said. "When I'm with you, I feel I can say whatever is on my mind, no matter how stupid. That's one of the reasons I love you. I'd never say anything like that to her or any other woman. You know, you're so far above all of them in looks and everything else. By the way, I ran across something today that I thought you might like. I had them gift wrap it in this little box. If you don't like it, just exchange it." It was an engagement ring.She managed to tone Bert down a little while they were engaged by telling him that even if he didn't have any inclinations to cheat, just hearing his ravings made her uncomfortable and got her wondering if she was doing the right thing in marrying him. But she knew it was an idle threat. She loved him as much as he loved her, and he was so perfect in almost every other way that she realized she would have been stupid to dump him over this.Since he never brought up his animal lusts except when they were alone, she tried to shut her ears when he'd start one of his depraved streams of consciousness, but he was so primal and brutally honest that she somehow always got sucked into his lust and felt uncomfortable and demeaned. Sometimes it got so bad that she began crying and ran out of the room. Then Bert was all apologies and tried hard to control himself for a few weeks.After a while, she heard familiar themes. One of them was anal sex, which really excited Bert. She had tried it with him a couple of times, but it was extremely uncomfortable for her, if not downright painful, so she told him it was out. To make up for his disappointment, she gave him lots of oral, even though that also turned her off, especially when he came in her mouth, which he tried not to do. But at least it was only uncomfortable, not painful, and he really appreciated it.It also confirmed for her that his ravings had nothing to do with him not being happy with their sex life, because oral sex was another of his constant themes, even though he was getting all he wanted.His biggest turn-on was lesbians. He loved to think about what they did to each other, and sometimes he'd even tell her about what he imagined when he saw two good-looking women talking, even if he didn't know whether they were straight or gay. If he actually came across a beautiful lesbian, he was in heaven. He imagined her participating in some of the videos he watched on the Internet.He loved the ones where they were tender and teasing and drove each other to ecstatic multiple orgasms. But even more, he liked the ones where one was dominant, and her partner was a little reluctant. And if it got a little extreme, with some bondage or fake forced analingus, that was even better. He didn't go for torture, but if the lesbian video ended up in vaginal fisting or, best of all, anal fisting, he liked those the best.One time, she agreed to watch one of the extreme lesbian videos. "Can't you see the little one is very unhappy," she said to Bert. "Look how her makeup is starting to get smeared. She was obviously crying when her friend started fisting her, but they stopped the shooting to wipe away her tears. And did you see those horrible looks on her face when her friend stuck her hand in her anus. She doesn't enjoy it. She's in agony. Probably, she and her friend just need the money for drugs.""But look how they're kissing and hugging at the end," he said. "Maybe it was hard for her, but I don't think her partner would have done it to her if they didn't get off on it.""I think you're wrong," said Winnie, and that was the last time she watched a video with him. Even though she was disgusted by what he watched on the Internet, she didn't discourage him, because she had made a connection. When he came to bed, she knew right away whether he had looked at some porn on his computer earlier. When he did, he would do anything she wanted just to have sex with her.Winnie took advantage of him those nights and sometimes used him for things he didn't care for. But she wasn't selfish. After she had so many orgasms that she was worn out, she always mustered the energy to give him a really great one that exhausted him and sent him quickly to sleep.***"Margie asked about you today?" he said one night."Why?" said Winnie."Well, I'm working for her for the next few weeks on an important project," he said, "and we had lunch together, so we talked a little about ourselves," he said. "You know me. I raved about your beauty and your brains."She came out and told me about her orientation for the first time. I know you won't believe me, but I didn't bring up sex or ask her anything about being a lesbian. But she went into detail on what she does with her girlfriends and the kinds of girls she likes.""Are you sure you're not imagining things now," said Winnie."No," said Bert. "I couldn't make this stuff up." And she believed him after he told her how Margie liked to seduce straight women, some of the tricks she used to get to them, how she would stop at nothing once she had set her sights on someone, how she had never failed, how she made love to them, how she enjoyed humiliating them and making them submit to some of the extreme things that Bert watched on the videos. This woman sounded scary, Winnie decided, when he was finished."Wow!" she said. "She sounds like a monster. I'll bet she liked that you were eating up every word.""I'm going up to bed," he said. "Are you coming?" She saw he was so excited, he could barely stand still.For some reason, that night, she made him do all the things he hated the most, including licking her anus and sticking his tongue deep inside it and making love to her colon. This always made him gag, and when she heard him, it excited her into multiple orgasms.There was no special treat for Bert this night after she had finished using him. She brought him off quickly by using a trick she had learned. He came almost instantly whenever she put a finger into his anus and massaged his prostate. She could tell he was frustrated after he came so fast, and it made her feel good. As she fell asleep, she realized she had taken out her anger on him because of his story about Margie. She felt guilty and resolved to make it up to him the next day.***"What were you talking about with Margie," Bert asked Winnie when they got in the car. "You were at the other end of the table, and it seemed like the two of you were in a world of your own.""I didn't say much," said Winnie. "She kept asking me questions, but I kept the answers polite and brief. You didn't tell me how big she was. I think she's as tall as you are. And what a body! She sure knew how to display it, too. Every guy in the room was sneaking glances at her. I wonder how many of them know which way she goes."She made me feel like her little sister the way she was talking to me. And don't ask me for any sex stories. She was smart enough to not bring stuff like that up at a company dinner. But she did seem to take every opportunity to touch me on a hand, on an arm and once on a leg.""Uh-oh," said Bert, and he laughed. "I hope you aren't her next conquest. I can see myself coming home one night and hearing strange sounds coming from the bedroom. I walk up the stairs and...""Stop right there, Bertram," Winnie said. "If you want to fantasize about watching me and Margie making lesbian love, keep it to yourself. This is one that I can't handle. She spooks me.""Spoilsport!" he said. "If you look down, you'll see that what I'm thinking about is so hot that I'm about to bust my pants.""Then hold that thought until we get home," she said. "Just don't say it."***The next day when Bert came home from work, the first thing he said to Winnie was, "You're it.""What?" she said."Margie told me she wants you," he said, and Winnie could see his eyes were sparkling with excitement. "She said you're her next goal, and she wants me to help her. We were pretty busy today, but she whispered that into my ear when we were alone for 30 seconds. She said she'll talk to me more as soon as she has the chance.""What did you tell her?" Winnie said."I didn't have a chance to say anything," Bert said."I hope you know what to say when she brings it up again," said Winnie."Yes, I'm not taking any chances," Bert said. "I won't joke around. I'll tell her that you don't go that way and to forget it. I hope this isn't going to interfere with work."***It wasn't until the following week that Bert reported anything further. In the meantime, he had stopped all his sex fantasy talk. Winnie appreciated the quiet, but at the same time she knew that this was not normal, that something was bothering him.It was Thursday afternoon, and the minute he walked in the door, she could tell that something had happened. He was in a highly agitated state."What did she say?" asked Winnie."We had a working lunch today," he said, "and she picked a place that was nearly deserted and a table in corner with nobody nearby. She didn't talk much about work.""Tell me everything," said Winnie."Well, she didn't beat around the bush, so to speak," said Bert. "She started by telling me how much she had been thinking about you, about how you were one of the most beautiful women she had ever met, how you were so smart, how you had controlled your conversation with her and told her very little while reading her like an open book, how usually it was the opposite with her, how she imagined you looked under your clothes and how excited it got her. "She said she was soaking her panties just talking about you, and then -- you won't believe this --- she grabbed my hand and pulled it under the table between her legs and pushed it into her crotch. She said that now I had to believe her. I did. It was wet."The next thing she did is start making plans with me, the same way she does when we are working on a project goal. It was like she assumed I wanted her to have you as much as she did."I stopped her then and told her to forget it, that you would never go for it and that we needed to get back to talking about work."That's when she really got going. First, she told me that I wanted it to happen as much as she did, that she could tell from the first time she talked about her sex life that I was one of those men who got aroused by lesbians. She said the reason I would help her is that she would let me watch. "She said, she might even agree to a threesome, as long as I didn't touch her. But she preferred being with you alone and me only watching. She said she had all sorts of cameras and lighting equipment at her place, and she had lots of experience making videos of her having sex. She said that when you and she made love, it would be filmed from different angles, and she would put together the hottest porn video I had ever seen and give a copy to us.""I'm sure that was what finally convinced you to go along with her," said Winnie."That's not fair," said Bert. "You know me. I was ready to come into my pants, and I'm sure she saw that. But I tried my best to calm her down."Then she went into detail about what I'd get to see the two of you do. She'd eat you out, you'd eat her out, you'd do a lot of kissing and a lot of fingering. The two of you would rub crotches. There would be anal play with the fingers. I didn't realize how much lesbians can do to each other without a penis. She said she doesn't use any dildos or vibrators or anything artificial. She promised me you would have more orgasms per minute than you've ever had in your life."She finally stopped, and I saw her face was red. I felt that mine was, too. She looked at me expectantly, but I took some time to calm down, and then repeated what I told her before. That was when she began to worry me."She said that even though she wasn't my supervisor, she was always talking about me to my boss, and up to now I had been one of the most cooperative and capable people she had ever worked with. She enjoyed giving excellent reports about me, and she was sure that it was helping my career at the company. She said she wouldn't be surprised if I was a candidate for promotion soon. She said I probably would already have been promoted if it hadn't been that the company had to scale back temporarily. She said that she doubted I would be part of the next layoffs, which everybody is guessing will come at the end of the year."Then she said that she looked forward to working closely with me on many future projects, and that she was sure that we would continue to work together well and she could continue giving me good reviews and there would be no problems to report. Then she stopped and looked at me and didn't say another word. That's when my stomach told me I better get to the bathroom fast."When I cleaned up and came back to the table, I said that I had no appetite, and I would like to get back to the office. She said that was fine, but she'd stay there a while. She was still pretty rosy looking when I looked back at her as I walked out the door, and she was staring in my direction. That's all there is to tell.""Bert," said Winnie, as she pulled him to her, "you did a lot better than I expected. For that, you get a big kiss, and there's another reward waiting for you at bedtime."I'm sure we see this the same way. She knows you're excited by the idea of us having sex, so she thinks that puts you on her side. But she also knows that's the last thing I want to do, and so she's throwing in the blackmail. Tell me, is she right? Can she ruin your career at the office?"I know times are tough, but can you get another job, even if it pays a little less? I'll support you a hundred per cent and promise you I will never complain about the money. You know I never have.""There are too many people I've worked with for her to be able to destroy my reputation," said Bert. "But if she started reporting everything I ever did that could be even slightly misinterpreted, it could affect my momentum. She's smart, and she'd know how to do it without anyone getting suspicious of her motives."What I'm most worried about is that when upper management makes its list for the end of the year, they'll be looking at every bad mark on every evaluation, no matter how small, trying to pick out the weakest players on the team for the layoffs. A few bad marks could make the difference."Starting tomorrow, I'll be looking for another job. I have to do it discreetly, though, because there are a lot of people on the street and not much hiring. And if the company thought I was ready to jump ship, I would definitely go on the layoff list or even get cut loose sooner.""No, Bert," said Winnie. "I don't want you to do that yet. For now, I want you to go to work with Margie like this never happened. There must be some way to stop her. We need time to think of one. I want you to tell me what happens every day."***For the next couple of weeks, Bert had nothing to report. It was business as usual, and he had finished his project with Margie and was now working on something with another senior executive and often didn't even see Margie. But then one day, she came over to his desk. "I'm getting impatient, Bert," she said in a low voice and then in a normal voice said, "Hi Bert. I just found out we've been assigned to work on a new three-week project together. I'm looking forward to it. Let's meet in my office first thing Monday morning." Then she walked away.On the Thursday before the Monday that his project with Margie would start, Bert walked in the door and saw that Winnie was about to explode. "Sit down, Bert," she said, and after she made them both a drink, they sat in the living room. He could see she was trying to calm herself and keep from crying."What is it, Winnie?" he finally said. "Is it Margie?""Yes," she said, trying to control her voice. "She called me today.""She what? Why that bitch!""Stop, Bert," said Winnie. "I have some questions to ask you. First, is there a guy named Jasper who works at your office?""Yes, he's a senior on the same level as Margie. I've worked with him a lot. He's a great guy.""Do you know he's leaving?""No. Margie told you that? I know his wife doesn't like it here, and she's been pressuring him to move back to where her parents live, but jobs are tight in that city.""Well, Margie told me he got one. If he leaves, are you in line for his job?""There are several people that they would consider," said Bert, "but I'd definitely be one of them.""Margie said that she could make sure that you got the promotion," said Winnie. "She said that she could use the project you're starting on Monday to make some glowing reports on you and time them for maximum impact. Is that true?""Well, she can't guarantee I would get the promotion," said Bert, "because other people will make that call. But she's right that if they get certain input from her, it would definitely help my chances. Winnie, I don't care about this promotion. I know what you're thinking, and you're not going to do it. She's an evil bitch, and I wish she'd go straight to hell.""Shut up, Bert," said Winnie. "I'm not going to do anything right now, but you know, I always want to be sure that I understand everything. Let's not talk about this anymore. I'm sick of it.""Me, too," said Bert, but that didn't cheer either of them up, and neither of them was in the mood for sex that night.The next day, he saw Margie coming to his desk just before quitting time. There was a bounce in her step and a broad smile on her face. She leaned over, and he got a good look down her loose top. "I'm really looking forward to writing my first report about you on Monday," she said."So help me, Margie," he said in an angry growl that made a couple of heads near him turn, "if you dare...""Hush," she said softly as she put a finger on his lips. "They're going to be great reports. And I bet soon I'll be congratulating you on a promotion. Winnie just called me." She bounced away from his desk.He sat there stunned. Winnie had agreed to do what Margie wanted. He felt terrible for Winnie, and he felt ashamed that he felt a stirring in his pants as he thought about it.***It took place the following Friday night, and Winnie and Bert both tried to pretend everything was normal in the week leading up to it, but they both knew it wasn't. Each day, Winnie seemed more distant. Bert was concerned about her, but he couldn't help getting excited thinking about it at times, and then he felt even worse for Winnie.When they arrived at Margie's brightly lit apartment, Margie was the gracious host, greeting them warmly and offering them drinks. "Show me your setup," Winnie replied in a matter of fact voice. Margie led them to the bedroom and began talking about the placement of the lights and the four video cameras mounted on tripods behind each corner of the bed. She demonstrated the sensitive microphones hidden near and even on the bed so they wouldn't be seen by the cameras. They would capture every sigh and whisper and especially the squishy sounds of bodies and fluids being stirred up by tongues and fingers. She showed how everything would start at the same time when she threw a master switch and explained how she would take the video from each camera and edit everything into a professionally finished product, with some music added, but never covering up those wonderful sounds of animals in heat."What about the close-up cameras?" asked Winnie."It sounds like you're a video aficionado, too," said Margie. "They're hidden around the bed like the microphones so they aren't caught by the overhead cameras. There are four of them. Every facial expression we make will be larger than life size and in full high definition. And one camera will be focused on each of our genital areas, so every ripple of flesh and every follicle of hair that moves will be recorded."Winnie asked Margie to show her where the four hidden close-up cameras were positioned. Margie showed her and then reassured her. "Don't worry, Winnie," she said. "I've done this before. I'll be moving you around into the right positions so everything will be wide open for the close-ups and brightly illuminated. I think you're going to love my video when I give you the finished version in a couple of weeks."Bert was surprised by the whole exchange. He didn't know Winnie had any interest in videography, and the idea of her watching the video had never occurred to him. He started to feel aroused.Once Winnie had checked everything out, she started to take off her clothes mechanically. She wants to get this over with, thought Bert, but he couldn't help getting more excited as Margie took her cue and started to undress, too. There were two amazingly beautiful women disrobing in front of him. One was petite and the other was an Amazon, and he couldn't decide which one aroused him the most."You have to take your clothes off, too, Bert," said Margie. Winnie didn't look pleased."No, you're not getting in on the action," said Margie, pulling an easy chair next to the bed for him. "But I want to look over and watch you masturbating while we make love. It's going to make it even more exciting." The look Winnie gave him told him he better do no such thing, so he stood there."Our deal is that he would be naked," said Margie to Winnie. "What he does with his penis is up to him. Tell him to take his clothes off."Winnie said nothing, but she nodded to him, and then she crawled onto the bed and lay down with her head on a pillow and her knees up and spread apart."I'm so glad you're natural," said Margie. "Your bush is almost as big as mine, and for such a tiny girl, that drives me wild. I'm going to explore every square inch of that beauty."Bert undressed and sat in the chair. He watched as Margie crawled on the bed and moved between Winnie's legs. Winnie had not said one word to him about what she agreed to do with Margie. He could tell that she wasn't required to respond, because when Margie began stroking Winnie's legs and running her tongue up and down Winnie's thighs, Margie lay there like a log, breathing normally and showing no signs of arousal.For a while, it was silent in the room. He thought he could hear Margie's tongue sometimes, but he wasn't sure. The mikes might be recording, but there was no amplification in the room. He was focusing on where Margie's tongue was flickering in the dense undergrowth between Winnie's legs. Margie had moved Winnie slightly around so that his view was unobstructed. He was looking for the patch of red in the midst of that black hair, but he still didn't see anything. Then he heard a noise.He looked up to see a horrible expression on Winnie's face. She was holding her breath and clenching her teeth. It looked like she was in terrible pain, but Bert knew better. She was trying to hold back the feelings that she was beginning to feel. She hates it, thought Bert, but she can't control how her body is responding.Then there was a huge explosion of breath, and Winnie began to gasp and cry and moan, all at the same time. Her body began twitching, too, and Bert looked back down between her legs and saw that her vagina was wide open and bright red, and her juices were flowing so hard they were dripping onto the bed. Margie's tongue was flicking so fast he could barely see it move.He heard the sound Winnie sometimes makes when she comes hard, and he saw her body bounce in the air. That's one, he thought. He continued to count and he peered between Winnie's legs and tried to see what Margie was doing. It was hard, because she went from one thing to another so fast. Some of it was slower, like when she was lapping up Winnie's sap like she was licking an ice cream cone. But most of it was frenetic, moving all around the area where he legs met.Then it all stopped for a second. Margie lifted her face up and looked at Bert. She was covered from forehead to chin with Winnie's juices, and she was smiling triumphantly. "Here comes the earthquake," she said to him and then ducked back down between Winnie's legs. He tried to see what she was doing, but he couldn't tell much because Margie's mouth was locked into Winnie's vagina in a kind of soul kiss. But then he heard Winnie take some deep breaths and start panting like a dog.Her whole body began moving from side to side and then it began lifting off the bed and pounding back down harder and harder. He heard a small high-pitched sound, and then it got gradually louder and turned into a blood-curdling scream. With a final tremendous slam of her body into the bed, the scream stopped a second and then burst out one more time. And then all he heard was panting and crying.Margie got up with a strange expression on her face. She didn't speak for a second. Finally, she said, "Winnie, I know you hate me and I'll never get to do this again. But it was worth it. You're the most amazing woman I've ever had. Your whole body is fine-tuned for lesbian sex. I wish I could respond like you just did, but at least I had a couple of orgasms just from watching you in ecstasy and knowing I was the one who created that for you. Right now, I'm insanely jealous, because I know that after today, some other lucky woman -- or probably a lot of them -- are going to have all the benefits of me taking your virginity."There was no response from Winnie other than the crying. After a while, the crying stopped, and Winnie quietly sat up and moved to the side of the bed. Margie took her place and spread her legs the same way as Winnie had. "I don't expect you to be as good as I was, because this is your first time," said Margie, "but you know the agreement is that you have to give me as many orgasms as I gave you."No, I'm not going to hold you to that. I never intended to. There's no way you're going to get me off as many times as I just made you come. So you'll just keep going until I tell you I'm satisfied. And I'll even combine this part with the next part, where we do 69. I'll tell you when to change positions."As Winnie went to work, Margie was silent at first, but then she began talking and never stopped, even when she was out of breath and gulping for air."Are you sure you've never done this before, Winnie," she said. "I know you're imitating what I did, but I don't think I did that little thing you did just now, where you played tic-tac-toe with your tongue on my clitoris. It was brilliant."Oh, that was good. I think I'm -- that was three right there. Winnie, I think you are a natural lesbian sex master. What most of us have to learn, you know by intuition. Oh! How many was that? Maybe you'll match me after all. How did you do that with your finger and tongue so I couldn't tell which was which. It drove me insane for a second and I couldn't stop coming. Are you stroking me with your hair now? What an amazing idea. It feels so --- oh no, here I go again. I'm getting exhausted. We need to get to the 69 right now, or I won't have any energy left."That's it. You go underneath first. We probably won't get to you being on top, because I'm nearly exhausted. There are only a couple of things I still want to do to you. OK, good, you're starting to work away at my vagina, and it feels good, but I'm looking at your husband, and I'm going to lift up for a second, so you can see him, too. He's in tremendous pain. Look at his face. Please tell him it's OK to whack himself off or you're going to have to take him to a doctor, because I think he's going to burst an appendix."Bert saw Winnie's gleaming face turn to him. She was covered with Margie's secretions and looked as if she had just stepped out of a swimming pool. She stared at him a moment and then nodded. He put his hands to work."That's looks great, Bert," said Margie. "Watching you is getting me even hotter. Now let's see what this does to you. See how I just lifted up and spread my ass cheeks wide and moved back and then down on top of Margie. See, she doesn't like it at all, because she's twisting her body and pushing at me to try to get free."See how almost her whole face is buried in my ass, but her ears aren't, so she can hear me. She needs to start digging into my asshole with her mouth and especially her tongue. If she does, I'll lift up a little so she can breathe with her nose through my ass hair. If she doesn't, she'll start getting short of breath and eventually pass out. But I've got some smelling salts, so I'll bring her back quickly."I'm not going to stop doing this until she gets to work inside my ass. I want her to remember me, and when she eats out my ass, she's going to taste and smell things she'll never forget. She's starting to get weaker. I can tell. I've got the smelling salts ready. Oh, I just felt her tongue. I'm lifting up now so she can get some air."Margie stopped talking for a minute. All Bert could hear was the sound of Winnie gasping for air. He couldn't see her face, which was still inside of Margie's cheeks. Finally, her breathing started to become more regular, and he heard a muffled sound."No talking now, Winnie," said Margie as she pulled her cheeks wide again and lowered herself. "Save your energy for your work. That's it. Lick all around, harder, harder. I'm putting my fingers between my legs and starting to work on myself at the same time. As soon as you help me get off again, I'll let you up. You should see Bert. He's going wild watching you inside my ass."Now, I'm pressing my anal muscles like I'm ready to push something out. Don't worry, there's nothing in there, but you can now stick that amazing tongue deep inside. That's it. Now you push hard and I'm going to ride on your tongue so it goes in and out. I'll do it slowly because I don't want to hurt your head. Your tongue feels silky smooth inside my ass. My fingers are flying on my clitoris. I'm coming soon."Oh, wow! No, that wasn't me. Your husband just blew his top and sprayed us both with an incredible amount of sperm. I think the sight of that is bringing me over the edge. There, there, there, there. Oh, I can't stop. Do you feel me spasming around your tongue. I feel like I'm grabbing it with my anus and twisting it. I think that was the last one. No, here's one more."I've got to catch my breath, Margie. Stop twisting around. I'll get my ass off you in a second. I need some strength for one more thing. Aha, you're starting to respond. Your beautiful vagina is right in front of my eyes, and this time I'm using only my fingers. Do you feel them inside you? Your husband is pretty large, so you're used to being stretched, I can tell. Would you believe I've got three fingers going into you, and the juices are coming out like a waterfall."Now I'm going dip my other hand into some of the slush and do this. You don't like that, I see. Just relax. It's only two fingers in your ass. Let me get some more of your natural lubricant. There. Isn't that better. Oh, you noticed I snuck a third finger into your ass. You're really responding now. And you should see your husband. He's hard as a rock again and starting to work on himself."Now here go four fingers inside the ass. Wait, I need more lube. Good thing the fingers in your vagina are still keeping your juices flowing. I just stuck a bunch more lube inside your ass, and now here come the fingers. Four in the vagina now and four in the ass, and they're both moving in sync. Now, you know what's coming next."I'm tucking my thumb behind the four fingers in your vagina and pushing slowly. Just relax. I'm not going to shove it in. Just this little pressure will do the job. Eventually, you're going to open to let me in. You should see your husband's face. It's as red as a fire engine, Winnie. I feel you've stopped struggling, but I hear you moaning. I know it's painful the first time, and some women never get into it."There, I think I felt something. Steady. Oh my. You suddenly opened up and I went in up to the wrist. That loud sound was your husband. I think he's out of control. OK, I'm moving it around a little inside you. Yes, I can tell you feel it by your moaning. It's a good thing my asshole is dampening the sound, so to speak. Keep breathing through your nose. We're almost done."Now, it's time for the asshole to stretch. It's harder than the vagina, especially since you're such a small girl, and I have such large hands. But I've got my thumb tucked in now and am starting to push gently. I'm patient, but if you want to finish this sooner, you can try to relax your ass muscles as much as possible and don't fight me. You're still resisting. It's going to hurt even more if you keep that up."OK, I see you've stopped tensing up. I think I feel something start to give. Yes, I'm into you just a fraction more. Now there's some spasming I can feel. Wheee! There I go! What a jolt your body gave when I went through. And your husband sounded like he was strangling as he came. What a night!"OK, let's all calm down for a few minutes as I slowly pull my hands out. OK, there goes the hand in your vagina. Now try to relax your muscles as much as you can, Winnie, while I get the other out of your anus. Slow, slow. There it goes. Bert, please go to the bathroom and grab a big towel and also a little cloth and some soap. When I get off Winnie, her face isn't going to look pretty, but I'll clean it up."Winnie lay silently without moving a muscle as Margie washed off her face and softly kissed her. As soon as Margie got off of her, Winnie took a couple of deep breaths, and then she jumped out of the bed. As she did, she screamed in pain and put one hand between her legs. But she stopped only a second before running to a chair where her purse was and reaching into it.When she turned around, Bert saw she had a large hunting knife in her hand. She started walking toward the bed. He was frozen as she saw Margie quickly jump off and run to the far side of the room."That's it, you bitch," said Margie, going after her. "Get over in that corner way over there. You told me there would be no rough stuff, you lying piece of crap. I should cut you into little pieces. Bert!"He was sitting in the chair looking at Margie and Winnie in a daze. Winnie was facing Margie, so he didn't realize she was talking to him until she said "Bert!" again in a louder voice."What?" he said."I'm going to move over here," said Winnie, taking a few steps, "so I can see Margie and you at the same time. You're going to go to each tripod and remove the camera and place it on the bed. Come on, let's go."Bert had no idea what was coming next, but with that knife and that wild look in her eyes, Winnie didn't seem ready for any discussion. He got the cameras and put them side by side on the bed."Now, I'm going to tell you where each of the hidden cameras are," she said, "and I want you to put them on the bed, too. I remember each location. If I find out that Margie didn't tell me about one, I'm going to visit her with this knife, no matter where she runs to. You like excitement, Margie. Well, you'll be looking behind yourself for the rest of your life waiting for me to find you. If you'd rather live a calmer life, tell me right now whether there are any cameras you didn't tell me about.""No, I showed them all to you," said a little voice in the corner."Good," said Winnie.After all the cameras were on the bed, Winnie walked over and began picking them up one by one and examining them until she found where the recording drive was. Then she removed it."No!" screamed the voice from the corner, and Margie began walking toward the bed.Winnie stopped and turned around. She picked up her knife from the bed, where she had dropped it. "Get back in that corner, Margie." she said quietly. "Or do you think you can take this from me before I cut off one of your breasts and throw it down the disposal?"There was a shocked gasp from Margie as she moved back to the corner. Winnie finished removing all the recordings and stuck them into her purse. "Let's get dressed, Bert," she said. She put the knife on a chair in front of her as she dressed and talked to Margie."You've had your fun today, Margie," she said, "but you lied and violated our agreement, so the videos are mine. You might see them one more time in your life. If Bert gets that promotion, I'll invite you over for a celebration, and we can spend the whole evening watching the show.""You better hope Bert gets the job, because if he doesn't, I might show them to some people at the office and explain what happened. You've mortified me so completely tonight that I have no shame left. I won't care who sees them if it helps destroy you."***Bert did get the promotion a month later, and now he was leading his own teams, so he never saw Margie except at larger group meetings. They didn't exchange many words.Margie came over to their house the day his promotion was announced and watched every minute of each video on their flat screen in the living room. Mostly, she just stared at the screen. Sometimes she cried. When it was over, she got up and silently left.A few months later, she resigned. Bert told Winnie that a woman working under her had complained that Margie had spoken inappropriately to her, and that Margie had chosen not to fight the allegations but take the generous severance package that was offered her. She left town, and later they heard that she had joined a successful competitor whose partners were all women.For a week after the night at Margie's, Winnie spent each night in a hot bath, and she couldn't take a step without grimacing. Bert watched her, and he winced when she winced. He tried a few times to bring up what happened and how sorry he was and how it was all his fault and would she ever forgive him, but he only got a few words out before she would shush him. "Not yet," she would say in a steely voice.The second week, Bert noticed that Winnie was starting to walk less tentatively, and she grimaced less often. One night after dinner, she said, "Bert, I'm thinking some strange thoughts, and I need time to sort them out. I think it will take a few weeks. I'm still too sore for sex, but I can satisfy you orally if you want.""What about you?" he said."I don't know," she answered. "You can try, but very gently."***After the third week, they were both enjoying each other again. She finally listened to him as he groveled and apologized but didn't reply. He got worried and tried again a few days later, but she stopped him after a couple of words. "Bert," she said, "I'd appreciate it if you dropped this for now. I've done a lot of thinking about what happened, but I still need to do more. When I'm ready to talk, I'll let you know."That scared Bert even more. As the weeks went by without her saying anything, he became increasingly concerned and imagined all the different things she might tell him, none of them good. After two months, she said to him one morning, "Tonight we can talk if it's OK with you." He didn't get much work done that day, and several colleagues asked him if he was feeling well.She was at the kitchen table when he got home. "Take off your jacket and sit down," she said as she put a piece of pizza on a plate and handed it to him. While he ate mechanically, she began talking."Bert, you need to forget about apologizing to me, because it makes me sick," she began. "I hated you for being excited while you were watching Margie and me, but what happened was not your fault. You never tried to talk me into it, and I made the decision without consulting you. Every time you bring up how sorry you are, it reminds me of how mortified I was, and my stomach starts turning somersaults. I can't stop you from feeling guilty, and I know you're used to blurting out whatever's on your mind. But in this case, I would really appreciate it if you would just shut up.""But that's not what's taken me so long to process. Do you remember what Margie said to me that night? I thought it was just part of provoking me for her excitement, but I'm sorry to tell you she was partially right. I've been tormented and confused, and I've done a lot of research."I'm not a real lesbian. I'm what they call a bisexual. Just saying that makes me nauseous, because there's only one person in the world I love, and that's you. I never want to lose you, but I can't deny what she brought out in me, and not just when she was pleasuring me. When I had to go down on her, at first, I hated it, but in a few minutes, I found myself doing things that I couldn't believe. It seemed to come from inside me. I just knew what to do, and my body wanted to do it."You wouldn't believe the things that have been going around in my mind. For a while, I was thinking that I would seduce beautiful young women. I would never do what Margie does, but I know that I have something special to offer them, and I'm sure I could get them lining up for a chance at me. In my mind, you would be a part of this, and not just watching. They would have to agree to a threesome, and they would have to allow you to use their bodies as well as mine. That would be your compensation, and I think you wouldn't mind that kind of thing -- at least for a while."But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I would not only be using them, I would also be using you. We would be having sex like animals, without love, and maybe you don't need the love, but I do."No, don't say anything. That was unfair. I'm sorry I said that. I know you love me the way I love you, and sex is only part of it. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean that. I'm going to kiss the tears from your eyes right now. Now I need a handkerchief. I'm so stupid."OK. I think I'm over that. Anyway, I realized that while I desired lesbian love, I didn't desire any other lover in my life except you. So another solution would be to suppress all thoughts of lesbian love and pretend like what happened never happened and go back to where we were before. I think I'm strong enough to do that, but I'm also worried that these strange new feelings could get shaken up like a warm bottle of soda and just explode someday and destroy us. I thought of Margie and how her lack of control affected her career, but she just went to another job. There is no other you for me to go to."If you want, I'm willing to try that solution. Because the other thing I thought of is completely unfair and demeaning to you, and you shouldn't accept it. It's totally bizarre, and at times, I think I must be the biggest pervert in the world to even think of it. I don't expect you to go for it, but I have a strange feeling that it would work if you did. So I'm frustrated."I thought of it a few weeks ago, but it's taken me all this time to gather the courage to tell you. So I'm asking your forgiveness in advance if it makes you as uncomfortable as it makes me."The third solution would be to not deny my lesbian side, but also to never go outside our marriage. How is that possible? you're thinking. Let me take a breath. OK. What I'm suggesting is that I make you into a lesbian."No, I'm not talking about surgery or hormone injections or anything like that. My heterosexual side wants you to be just the type of lusty male you are right now. But I think I can teach you to be a woman lover and to pleasure me as much as Margie did, and then I think I can take you further because I believe there are things that I know intuitively that she doesn't have a clue about. I think I can make you into the most erotic lesbian in the world."I'm not sure yet how far I want you to go in appearance. I know for sure that I will never ask you to do anything that can't be covered up when you're at work and or would let others discover what you're doing for me. When the summer swimming season is over, I would remove every hair from your body -- except of course that big bush around your gigantic clitoris. I want to shave you, I want to rub creams on you, I want to wax you."I'll be as gentle as possible, but even though I'll be careful, some of it may hurt. If it does, I will comfort you in a special way. With my fingers and my mouth, and I want to turn the pain into pleasure and make you so aroused that your juices squirt wildly into my mouth as I bring you to orgasm."I may ask you to wear some sexy women's lingerie. I'll find special makeup and learn how to be your beautician. I think I can turn my he-man into a woman that would arouse any man who saw her -- as well as any lesbian. When we do this --and it would only be here in the house -- I will teach you to assume a totally different personality and take me to places that I can't even imagine."I can't promise you anything equal to that in return, because you can only come a few times a night on your best nights. But I will try my best to give you almost as much pleasure as you give me."And right here and now, I promise that for every time you are a lesbian for me, I will offer my ass to you. I will even enthusiastically make love to your ass with my mouth and my tongue and my fingers. You can't hurt me or nauseate me more than Margie did, and it will make me feel better about what I'm asking you to do."So there it is. I'm sure you're as disgusted hearing it as I am telling it to you. Please do me one more favor, Bert. Don't say no right away. Pretend like you have to think it over and give me your answer in a few days."Bert didn't say anything. His mind was spinning. That night, she jumped through hoops for him, and when they were done, he was lying in a lifeless pile on the bed. She was also exhausted and taking deep breaths. She struggled to speak. Finally, she said in a soft voice, "Bert, that was my greatest hits, at least so far. As long as we're together, I'm going to give you that, maybe not all on one night, because I don't want to kill you. But I promise you that if you can find a way to accept Plan No. 3, that is just the starting point."For the next three days, they didn't talk about anything involving sex. The fourth morning at breakfast, Bert smiled at Winnie. "I get off early tonight, so we can go shopping at Victoria's Secret," he said. "I wonder what size I am. I'm really excited about screwing your ass this weekend.""Oh Bert," she said with a laugh. "You're so romantic." END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out anyof the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 79 |
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